Utah!

I went down to the land of bliss this past weekend, because my father and two aunts were sharing an 80th birthday party. On average, it was appropriate, since Dad is 81, and Vola and Merline are 80 and 79. While there, we got some flying in at the Point.

Blurry picture, but that's Paul's new fiancée Suzie. Along with Grandma, Cassie and Mark, and Pete. She's from the ward back in Arlington, I gather. They met in Primary some few years ago.

After the birthday party, Pete made me go to a Real Salt Lake game. He and his buddy Nate screamed themselves silly. I enjoyed the game quite thoroughly, but quietly. 

Jann says Pete may be short, but he is a handsome feller. This is all of us but me. Pete, Paul, Grandma and Grandpa, and Mark and Cassie.

Pete launches Sam's JW. Don't break it. (More than it already is.)

At times there were four of us in the air at once. Pictured is Paul's first ever successful flight of his Moth. 

The wind was pretty minimal, but we had a blast. We wish Jeff could have been there too, but he was busy. It is much better to fly with buddies, than solo.