Bob and I met during our 7th grade year at Hyde Park Jr High. We had a class together and became friends, by summer time we had a long distance romance that consisted of letter writing. But we never seemed to get it all together. We remained close friends over the next two years. Bob went to Western High School and I went to Clark High School we saw each other a few times at games here and there. Bob was a drummer and everyone knew when he was there. He joined the church his Senior year and left his wild past behind. We met again after high school at a Young Adult BBQ. I wondered what he was doing there as I was not aware he had joined the church. He was not dating anyone nor was I. When we met he asked me out but I was leery. I said I would go if he showed me his baptismal papers. So off we went and sure enough he had the right credentials. After a delivery of two dozen red roses the rest we say was history. I waited for Bob while he served in the Spain Seville Mission. Three months after he returned we were married in the St. George Temple. That's how the family began to grow and grow and grow.