Wednesday, May 25, 2016

May 26th - Garth's Birthday

Today is my dear husband's 75th birthday. Come August 9, we've been married 50 years and tonight at the Jerusalem Center we are attending the "Arabian dinner" or we would be going out for dinner elsewhere. Today is extraordinarily special because our 3rd daughter, Keri, (in green jacket) is in the hospital having a baby boy. He will be our 4th grandson and 14th grandchild.
Photo: One year ago we were in Utah celebrating Garth's birthday with some of our family and grandchildren.
Birthday in Utah. The years have slipped by faster than we could have ever imagined and it's fun to look back and see how we've changed.
Why is it that men can turn grey and look more distinguished and women can't? Why is it that each wrinkle on a man's face makes him look sweeter and kinder and more adoring?
I couldn't resist sharing some photos from Garth's life from many years ago.
Can you find Garth?
Garth and his brother, Gordon.
Garth and his brother, Bob.
Garth and his friend, Warren.
Garth, age 8.
Garth's family in 1956.
Garth as a teenager.
Garth as he was leaving to serve an LDS mission to England.
Our wedding, August 9, 1966.
Graduating from Michigan Technological University with a Master's degree.
Dressing up for Halloween.
Fishing in Alaska.
Garth and his wonderful mother, Clea, in Alaska. She went with our family on a cruise to the Inside Passage.
Planting flowers with Mom Clea in Burley, Idaho.
Grave sight of Garth's parents in Burley, Idaho.
To Garth, my darling husband . . . I love you! Kathy Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Garth . . . happy birthday to you!

2 comments:

  1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU GARTH AND CONGRATULATIONS ON A NEW GRANDSON YOU ARE A YOUNG LOOKING HUSBAND AND NEPHEW AND GRANDPA ENJOY YOUR BIRTHDAY IN JERUSALEM LOVE YOU..

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  2. Happy Birthday, to Garth. What a fun trip down memory lane. I noticed that the longer we stayed the more I found myself looking back at photos of our family, especially historical ones. It must be part loneliness and part reflection from afar.

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