I love my brother Scott. He is as camera happy as I am, which makes me very grateful. Especially for times like these. As long as I can remember, my Aunt Alice has been a part of my life. Even when they lived in Oceanside before moving to Carlsbad, I can remember the house they lived in. I must have been around 4 years old. Their children were my best friends. We were either there or they were at our house. When we finally lived next to each other all those years growing up, they were over swimming in our pool probably every day during the summer. The beach hardly got visited by all of us (except for Chris and Scott surfing) because the pool was right there and oh so convenient. Plus mom's cookie jar was almost within reach after a good long swim. Those were the days. It's hard to believe that we have all grown up, had children of our own, and only get to see each other at reunion time, conference time, and funeral time. We always think that these golden ones around us are going to be there always. I have finally come to the realization when I see a photo of my dad's brothers and sisters, that they are leaving us one by one. Life is going on and will go on without them. I guess the secret of life is enjoying the journey with the ones you love......while you have them.
My wonderful brother Scott, and my cousin Ruth.
Uncle Von and Aunt Sheila have always been there too.
Shirleen, in the middle, is a true cousin friend.
Michaela and Sara after the funeral. I am so glad that they have each other in Provo. These two are not only the same age, they are kindred spirits.
Grandpa greeting Sara at the viewing. Poor grandma and grandpa didn't even get a chance to change clothes before the viewing. They barely made it there as it was, because of 3 accidents on the road going up. They even stopped and helped with one of them. That's dad for you. I can remember stories about dad stopping to help accident victims from my earliest days. It pays to have a medical background. Scott and Dianna were right there at one of the accidents to help and console while waiting for medical emergency crews to get there.
The WHOLE Floyd & Alice Packard family singing at the funeral.
Sweet Uncle Floyd, surrounded by the most important thing to him.
A sad day for grandchildren.
Lisa, Daphne (Uncle Bob's), David (Uncle Bill's) and Theresa.