This photo was from a blustery day in Provo, after my mother's funeral. It is rare that we take father/daughter photos these days so I especially love this one. Katy was wisely old before her time, especially sensitive to what was right and wrong, despite tricking and teasing Ann now and then. She arrived a week late with two knots in the umbilical cord. With two sisters waiting in the wings for her she had a great welcoming committee! I don't know how my mother got away from taking care of my dad since he had just had a major stroke but she came down with Lark for a few days and that was heaven for me to have them there. Thanks Katy for continuing help me with the right and wrong part of life! Love you lots!