I don't have a picture to put with my story today, but I wanted to relate what happened to me last night. I had a Halloween Experience.

I got home from work with just enough daylight to go walk Maggie at the Cemetery like we try to do each day. I always park by my dad's grave and walk a half mile circut six times. As it was getting dark, I decided to stay out on the west side of the cemetery where there are no trees to subdue what little light there was. As I came around, I decided to conquer my fears and go down into the darkness of the old part of the cemetery. There were no other cars or people in the cemetery (except the dead ones). I was walking up the road on the East side when all of a sudden I heard footsteps right behind me. I began to walk a little faster hoping the footsteps would go away, but they walked faster to keep pace with me. Finally, I decided to stop and see what or who was following me. I stopped, turned, and saw a human like figure in white shorts and T-shirt. He had thick black hair on his head, arms, face, and legs. As he passsed he turned, kind of smiled, and said in a deep growel, "HOWDY". I am sure he was a werewolf. He may have been a Cowboy Werewolf, but he was ugly and hairy. I tried to keep an eye on him, but he moved so smoothly I soon lost him in the darkness of the cemetery. Finally, I emerged from the trees and could see him walking ahead of me back into the dark. As I started my next circut into the tree lined part of the cemeter once again, I could see him turn the corner ahead of me. He disappeared behind a pine tree and I did not see him emerge on the other side. As Maggie and I walked again up the East side of the cemetery, Maggie stopped, her ears came up and she was staring at something in the thick bushes to the right of us. I thought I was doomed, but it turned out to be two men checking the fenceline.

I finished my 2nd mile and decided it was time to leave the cemetery and go home. Maggie wanted to stay, I'm guessing because she felt a kinship with another canine, the werewolf.
This is a true story and I am sure the werewolf was just some hairy cowboy walking the cemetery on a Hallows Eve. I am going back tonight and if I see him again, I will smile and say "Howdy".

Izzy and Scout's Birthday Party

We drove up to Camas Utah for Izzy and Scout's Birthday Party. It was Saturday afternoon and was beautiful weather. We picked Brooke up at the mouth of the canyon. We went to the Rec Center and enjoyed swimming and diving. Izzy jumped several times off the low board and then got brave and jumped off the high dive. It is about a 25 foot drop. Everyone had fun in the water. The baby twins even enjoyed the water with their mom and dad. Debbie and I watched and cuddled kids and enjoyed the party. We had pizza, pop, creamies, and cake. Izzy and Scout opened their gifts and returned to the water. It was a nice event and good to be with everyone. Scout Amy and the Twins

Brooke and Sawyer

Gage in the water

Izzy in her birthday hat

Amy and Adi

Izzy going off the low board

Izzy, Scout, and Grey

Grey coming off the slide

Mike and Grey

Amy, Nate and the Twins

Ali and Grey

Fisher and Sawyer

Grandpa and Scout

Debbie and Grey sharing a piece of cake

Izzy and Scout blowing out their candles

Scout opening Grandma and Grandpa's present

Both sides of the Family

Mike and Grey

Scout and her swim puppy

Pumpkin Patch with the Family

We had our annual day at the Pumpkin Patch. We all met at the Red Barn in Santaquin and waited for all to arrive. Mike was riding his motorcycle down and Ali brought the truck. Nate was deer hunting, so missed the outing this year. We had a hay ride out to the patch and then scattered in all directions looking for just the right pumpkin. When we finished, we all met back at Grandma and Grandpa's house for hot soup and goodies. It was a fun afternoon, but everyone was worn out at the end of the day. We all mentioned how much we missed not having Angie and Mike and their kids with us, but we love you all and know you are with us in thoughts and spirit......................Brooke and AddiScout, Grandpa, and Izzy

Food and Fun with Amy, Brooke, and the kids

Ali, Fisher, and Grey

Mike and Jeff looking at their Fantasy Football

Jeff was pulling Grey, Scout and Jack at the Red Barn

Everyon Helping

Amy and one of the Twins taking a break

Ali, Jeff, and Grey

Grey, Izzy and Scout

Two-Headed Ghost

Mike and Scout on the Hay Ride

Ghosts and the Pumpkin Patch

Scout

Grandpa and Grey

Time with the Grandkids

We spent a fun few days with the grandkids. Izzy, Scout and Grey stayed overnight. We had a bubble tubby, played at the playground, and watched movies. Later Kevin and Karri brought Abby down to stay over night. Amy brought the kids up and we spent some time together. A lot of cute kids......Scout on the playground Abby at Grandma's House
Fisher, Gage, Abby, Sawyer, and Addi

Sawyer, Abby, Fisher

Grandma and Abby fast asleep

Scout on the Playground

Izzy and Grey on the slide......I should have rotated it.

Grandpa and Grey getting out of the Tub

Grey and Izzy in Grandma's Jet Tub

Izzy and Scout

Missionary Reunion

Wives..... Woods, Palmer, and Buckingham

Me, Chris Buckingham, Grayson Parry, Laron Woods, Steve Palmer

Grayson Parry and myself

We got together with some of my old missionary companions the first week of October. There were only 10 of us in our mission. We were called as an experiment to work with the Cuban Refugees coming into Miami Florida. Because we were so few, we became very close. A few of us have stayed in contact over the years. It was good to see them again. I made a CD of photos and we watched them and visited about good memories. A general authority once told us we were especially called and individually selected to open the work with the Spanish People in that area of the world.