We had a wonderful Fourth of July. On Thursday, the third, I persuaded Guenther to take me to view the fireworks put on at Granite High. I learned to love the fireworks displays when I was young, and my folks took the family to the Cotton Bowl stadium to see the fireworks each year on July 4th. Guenther doesn't care to be in crowds, so he really didn't want to go, but he relented. The fireworks display designer/technical-engineer attends our ward, so I got to tell him today how very much I enjoyed the show.
Then, on Friday morning, we went to West Point early so that we could sit out in front of the house and watch the Big Parade with Lindsay and the kids.

Ellyn's all set. However, when the marching bands and loudspeakers came by blaring music, she wanted me to put my hands over her ears.

But she loved the candy that the marchers threw out. And she enjoyed the horses.

Ema's wondering how long it's going to take them to get to us.

Here we are. I gave all of the flags to Lindsay after the parade. On her computer, she has a photo of her as a teen holding those little flags while she saw the parade during one of her summertime visits to West Point.

Guenther got a kick out of the tractors.

Lindsay takes a photo of Kai.

And here he is. What a darling little chunk.
Some video clips..very, very, short.. of the parade.

Bob and Genie and the kids came up later in the morning.


Here, Bob is helping Guenther load some branches into the bed of the pick-up. Why the frown, honey?
Sue sent some fun photos of the kids to Guenther for Father's Day, thanking him for their good genes.


Shots of Lucy and Maxwell. Sue's right...they do have good genes. I adore the Stoll mouth.