Monday, August 20, 2012

Time flys when you are having fun-I am 60!

by Greg

I lost the Tomato Days baby contest???
Today I turned 60 years old.  Rindi said 60 is the new 40.  Well, I remember being 40 and I am not like that today. 

When I was born, my mother's first comments were "he's not as cute as Margaret's baby"  (My aunt had given birth two days earlier).

I think I was pretty cute.  I looked like a 10 month old when I was born.

Dan Aykroyd, Pierce Bronson, Robin Williams and Bob Costas were born about the same time as I was. 

I was born on a Wednesday.

Singin' in the Rain was playing at the Orpheum.

Evita Peron died and her funeral was being held in Argentina.

The average new home cost $ 9,075 while the average income was $3,850 per year.  Gasoline was 20 cents per gallon!

Harry Truman was President of the United States and Albert Schweitzer won the Nobel Peace Prize.

Colleen Hutchins of Salt Lake City, Utah was Miss America.

It was an election year.  Dwight D. Eisenhower, a Republican, was elected President.

The Church had 1,189,053 members in 202 stakes and 1,767 wards and branches.  There were 43 missions and about 2,000 missionaries. There were 8 Temples.  David O McKay was President of the Church.


Greg and Kenny-BUDDY'S

By the time I turned 10, a lot had happened.  Kenny and I almost died in the back of the truck and I started wearing red bows in my hair to match my stocking cap and jacket (it is Grandma's Christmas decoration on her lamp post).

It was 1962.

Life was good.  I had a horse, brothers and cousins, nearly enough to eat, and other than that we were in the midst of the Cold War, and we thought we were going to get destroyed any minute by Atom Bombs, but we were happy.



1236 N. Monroe Street, Tallahassee, Florida
In 1972, when I turned 20, I was a missionary in Florida.  I was half way through with my mission.  I loved being a missionary.
 A lot had happened since 1962.  We had not been destroyed in a nuclear war, I graduated from high school and I had fallen deeply in love with Debi Fowler and her dad's Burger Bar.

I originally combed my hair right down the middle, but by the time I was 20, I was combing it "like a man" as my dad would say. I was smiling because life was good and I had a very bright future, though I had no idea what it would involve.





I also had a theater career, I played Bill Sykes in the play "Oliver"


By 1982, when I was 30, I was deep into life.  I was married with a bunch of wonderful children, a nice home and a lot of responsibility.

I had one thing going for me, however, I had a lot of hair.

I was a partner in my CPA firm, on the High Council (soon to be called to be the Bishop of our Ward) and involved in lots of things.  I was coaching the kids in sports and Debi and I took our first trip to Hawaii.

When I turned 40 in 1992, I was at Weber County serving as the Auditor-Clerk-Treasurer. We were all growing up.  Our family was complete and JB was preparing to leave on his mission.  We were contemplating building the Burger Bar of Layton and I was also in the Real Estate business.


Turning 50, in 2001 was a major step.  I was a grandpa and moving on.
I earned a Masters degree last year
So, here I am today, at 60 and I am still not as cute as Margaret's baby. In 2 weeks, Debi and I will be on our way to Africa to serve for 2 years as missionaries. I wonder what the next 10 years will bring.
























4 comments:

  1. Love it! Looking forward to many years.

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  2. Love the part about having a lot of hair! That made me laugh. You still look pretty good for 60 (but not quite as cute as a baby...).

    It's strange, but I remember your thirties, forties, fifties, and now sixties (and if I thought hard enough, maybe I could remember some of your twenties!). Am I getting old?!?!??

    I imagine this next ten years will be very adventurous.
    Love ya, Rindi

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  3. I have never seen the picture of you with your beard. That was crazy! I loved seeing you grow though. But like everyone else I hope we have a lot more "pictures" with you. None of this checking out at eighty.

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