Saturday, February 5, 2022
Many of my best childhood memories are connected to Uncle John and Aunt Wanda, and of course, Connie, Mike and Nancy. We took only one vacation a year. Almost always in the summer. Dad, Mom and my two brothers would drive (always in one very long day) to Twin Falls, Idaho to visit Grandpa and Grandma and Uncle John and Aunt Wanda. It was very different than NW Washington. Dry, hot, canyons and sand. Aunt Wanda would make us waffles and they always had the best variety of sweet cereal. They also always had pop, which was good because the water tasted funny. Uncle John would take us places. Sometimes to a canyon for a hike, or to a gym to play basketball, or to go swimming. It was always fun. We would have sleepovers at their home, sometimes in their backyard and we would sleep right on top of their trampoline. Uncle John would tell us scary stories, but not too scary. And we would play and play with Connie, Mike, and Nancy. Again, some of my fondest memories. Thank you, Uncle John and Aunt Wanda.
