Back in good ol' Utah

This chat comes to you from Springville. We arrived in Utah Monday afternoon, and of course, you know I love Utah. From Kristen's house I can see "my mountain," Mt. Loafer that lies just south of our piece of property. Dad's truck was dead in the driveway, due to a corroded battery cable. Try as he might, he couldn't remove it because of the corroded connection. Scott arrived and together they still could not do it. So, on Tuesday Dad took Kristen to work so he could use her car and he arranged for a tow truck to pick up his Tundra and take it for repair. On Wednesday he took her to work again and then when the truck was done we picked it up, took Kristen's car to her at work, and went to Lehi to be with Scott's family. We came back to Kristen's Thursday evening because I had a hair appointment for Friday morning.
Dad and I both had hair cuts this week and Dad saw a podiatrist to have his wonderful toenails filed down. I have packed and re-packed and eliminated some of the things we brought. At this point, everything fits to get to the MTC. My concern is the weight when we have to fly to Guatemala, as we can't exceed 50 pounds for each of our suitcases. There is nothing I want to remove and leave behind. It is amazing to pack for 2 years and then fit it into two suitcases each and a carry-on case each.
We had a very pleasant visit with Gary and Elanor Rowbotham on Friday. They were in UT for a reunion with Gary's extended family. While I went to get my hair cut they took Dad to Salem to see our lot. They really liked it. Last night I talked to my friend, Kathie Burgess Hatch. She was part of the old Pomona Ward. Her dad was foreman of the Diamond Bar ranch when it was a ranch with only two houses. She has been secretary to the mayor of Provo for many years. Her husband is younger than Dad and has been in a care facility for a couple of years. He developed Parkinson's a number of years ago. She was the last contact I wanted to make with a friend, so that list was accomplished, mainly thanks to e-mail.
Lori and family are coming over tonight. Scott and family will be here and it will be our goodbye time. Jill is on her way to SLC and should land in 15 minutes or so. She will rent a car and join us at Church. So we will have two drivers to take us to the MTC. We will probably need both cars for our luggage. We are excited about entering the MTC and beginning our training. The Spanish word for excited is emocianado, and that pretty well explains it all!

Love and prayers...
Mom