Yellowstone

On Monday, May 29, 1972, my family was at the SLC airport seeing me off to the Andes Peru Mission.  As soon as the jet left the ground they were on their way to Yellowstone National Park for a family vacation.  And I've been trying to get there ever since!

This summer I finally made it.

Sarah was the catalyst, finding us a cabin to rent for a week in Island Park, Idaho and organizing the whole thing.  We were all there but Elder Schmutz and Jared and his family.  The next few posts will cover some high points of the trip.