
On one
summer visit our father took "his girls" on a picnic in a nearby
mountain park. I treasure the picture of the oldest daughter, LaRee and the
youngest daughter who was me, together. LaRee all properly dressed -
city style for the country, hair in place and me freckled, pigtails and gap
toothed.

Our mother told
the story of not being able to find the car keys for our car and hunting high
and low for the keys, as Mama said, and then mentioned in LaRee's hearing
of not being able to find the keys after looking so thoroughly for
them. LaRee told her mother she knew where the car keys were, and went
out to a shed, climbed up to a high shelf and retrieved the keys, telling Mama
she had put the keys there so Dale wouldn't find them and lose them.
LaRee and I
developed a closeness later in our lives, after Lafe died and she didn't have
the home responsibilities she would have had otherwise. LaRee had to buy
a new car and one of the prizes for doing so was a free trip for two to
anywhere in the continental United States . Not wanting to choose between her
children, and perhaps making them think she favored one over the other - she
chose me to accompany her. So, we went to Atlanta Georgia and went to the temple! LaRee, Susan
and I took a road trip in 2004 back to Nauvoo and not using the interstate
highways. I believe we stopped at every museum between Denver and Nauvoo! In some of places we
stopped, people would assume LaRee was my mother and Susan was my daughter [which
may have bothered Susan more than it did me!].
I think the
scripture "who can find a virtuous woman* - - and the story of Naomi
& Ruth are a reminder of LaRee.**
*Proverbs 31:10-28
**The Book of Ruth in the Old Testament
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