Friday, June 22, 2012
Fun Memories
I read an article about power memories and thought it would be fun to hear each other's stories about your favorite vacation. It could be a word or two, or a short story. It could remind us all of our own experiences with your story or introduce us to a side we arent familiar with. Will you do it? ANYthing goes. Any suggestions for where we should post them?
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I recently posted this on Lagoon FB page: :D
"I come from a family of 9 children and Lagoon was a splurg; our annual family vacation every year... we would spend the whole day before cleaning the house -our way to earn the entrance fee. We packed a couple of coolers with soda, sandwiches, and chips, stopped in Brigham City to pick up some fresh fruit from the farmers. We'd get to Lagoon at opening and stay until close. We always picnicked in the same area... laid our blankets in the grassy lawn between mini-golf and pool. I love riding the scrambler with my dad, got more of the squish factor that way. :) But my favorite is the Great White Wooden roller coaster, I remember the day I was brave enough to try it, and I was a hooked adrenalin junkie. THis past summer July 2011) my teenage kids and I had a Colossal Marathon; 13 times in a row before we started getting sick. We LOVE Lagoon and go back as often as we can travel 'home' from Wa state."
We have lived 3 hours from the Canadian boarder for almost 30 years and never hopped the boarder. One year about 7 years ago, I took 3 of my kids on an impromptu trip to Canada. The mission was to find Kinder eggs. We drove to Duluth, a town along the boarder and spent the night and had the whole next day to travel in Canada. We stopped at the lighthouses surrounded by fog. We played on the rocks and in the water along the way. We ate junk food, talked and listened to music. We exchanged our money at the boarder and bought a souvenir, to see how the money worked. We discovered that Canada's scenery was pretty much the same as Wisconsin, maybe a little flatter. We found Walmart in Thunder Bay, bought our Eggs and a souvenir with "Canada" on it. Then we found a place for lunch and got to try chips and vinegar. We liked it. After the meal it was time to head back to the USA. We spent a total of 4-6 hours in another country!
Leighann, your story made me cry. I love Lagoon
I can't really think of a favorite vacation at the moment but one of the most memorable for me was a family reunion. My mom is a convert to the church and many of her siblings were also converted by her example and sharing. I'm named after my grandfather. His name was Wayne. He got cancer from mining and died a few weeks after I was born. He promised my mom that he'd stay alive long enough to see his grandson born. Though I was supposed to be born late March/early April I was born on his birthday May 2, 1980. I consider it a tender mercy from God and always felt it was important to get to know my grandfather. Sometimes, it feels like he is with me, loving and encouraging me along this life's journey. My mother and her siblings loved their dad very much. During a reunion a few years ago everyone had retired to bed save myself and my mother's oldest brother, Eldon. Although he's never converted to the gospel he's always been a good man and I've learned much from his example. By the fire that night I asked him about his dad. Tears flowed freely as he talked about how his dad was his best friend, how he treated his wife so kindly, how he was handsome and all the ladies would look at him, how he would poach deer to feed the family. It was nice. - RYAN
Thanks so much for your stories. They are very tender and i enjoyed them very much. It DOES bring back memories. It also reminds me of other fun things I, myself, have experienced. I am hoping it does the same for you.
Please, everyone, jump on the bandwagon. This is fun.
I was just around six when our family (parents, brother, and me) drove in our 1946 fire engine red Pontiac to Los Angeles, California.
We stopped to wade in the Great Salt Lake and mama washed the salt off our legs with water from the thermos. I still itched and was sore from the salt left on my legs and arms.
We stopped in Nevada to stay overnight at Hoover, aka Boulder Dam. I had a little white plastic clasp purse with handle that I took everywhere with me. I had it with me when I went over to the gas station at the motel. There was a machine in there that had a handle on the side. If you put money in a slot, pulled the handle, the pictures on the front would spin. Sometimes they matched, sometimes not. I put a nickle in, pulled the handle and watched the little fruits spin around till they stopped. I thought that was the end, kind of like REALLY lame TV, or watching the clothes tumble in the washing machine. I started to turn away when I heard clinking. To my amazement, all these nickels started coming out the bottom of the machine! I thought it was broken, looked around for somebody's reaction. Nobody responded. I looked at the nickels, looked at my little white purse, and grabbed nickels and stuffed them into my little purse as quietly as I could. It filled my little purse so full I had trouble closing the clasp. I remember having that little purse in the car next to me when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was gone. I checked the seat cracks, but it wasnt anywhere. Being such a quiet, private little girl, I never asked anyone where it was, nor did I ever tell anyone in the family where I got all that money. There were probably about two cups of nickels. They were heavy.
When we got to Los Angeles, we visited Chinatown. I was allowed to buy a little Chinaman doll. He was about 10 inches long, dressed in red silk, had black hair with a pigtail. I really liked him and played with him a lot. On the ferry over to Catalina Island, I must have left him on the bench when we watched the flying fish, because I dont remember having him after that. I have never seen another like him.
I was afraid on the glass bottom boat, because I knew glass could break, and then we would drown in the ocean. Play in the sand on the beach was a whole lot more fun. My brother actually played with me, that was a treat.
We visited my cousin, Randy, in Hollywood, and he showed me his school. We swung on the swings for a few minutes before going back to his house. He had an orange tree in his back yard, and it had oranges on it.We drove by the Brown Derby, Graumann's Theater, admired palm trees and started the return trip to Montana.
On the way across the desert, we had stripped down almost to immodesty, I was just in my panties. I said that I smelled something burning, but my parents said they couldnt smell it. A little further down the road, I still smelled it and said so. My dad stopped, got out, and found that one of the tires had actually burned up from the heat on the road. So there! He used some of the water in the bag on the front of the car to cool it down enough to change it. I dont remember any more of the trip.
Andrew considers our cross country trip just after we were married as a failure because the job didn't work out and we spent all our savings. Although I felt that way at first I decided to think of the good times. We went to Nauvoo and I got stinging nettle and we slept in a rain storm. We stopped at the Winter Quarters temple and age gross mexican food at a very busy retaurant. We also had our first big fight-don't even remember what it was about. It was actually a very romatic and fun trip. We were young, just married, and (thought) we had money, and we were neively expecting our first baby. We couldn't have been happier. We had no idea what was coming. I am so thankful for that adventure. We will never be hose people again.
Hmmm.... favorite vacation. I don't think I have any one favorite. I really don't usually think in terms of favorite. But I have lots of good vacation memories, both as a child and as an adult. I remember lots of cross-country trips to Utah and/or Montana. I remember the summer at Lake Texoma. I remember the time we went to Nag's Head. Also there was the trip to Palmyra. I can remember when Durfee's came out to Virginia in their new Suburban (?) and we went to D.C. I enjoyed my trip back from Somalia when I stayed 6 weeks in Argentina 3 weeks with family and another 3 weeks by myself. Then there are the various trips with Janet to: Hawaii, D.C., and Puerto Rico. How could I not include all the weekend trips all over Europe, seeing medieval castles, climbing the Eiffel Tower, going down a salt mine in Poland and visiting Auschwitz in Poland, too? These are just SOME of my vacations... you want me to pick a FAVORITE?
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