(and if you didn't get an invite - this is it!)
Wednesday night, June 1, from 6-8 pm
Food: Subway sandwiches, salads, popsicles, popcorn, and cotton candy
You were asked on the invite to bring a blanket - it's still kind of wet, but should be ok. There is plenty of room under the pavilion to eat, but you are welcome to bring blankets/chairs to sit on. There is a big toy right next to the pavilion. If you have outdoor games you want to bring, please do so! There is also a basketball court and a volleyball court. Also, there is a huge sandbox if you want to bring sand toys. We have a couple basketballs and Dave/Amy are bringing a volleyball and some sand toys. Plus there is a tennis court, if you feel so inclined!
J & M also wanted me to mention that they have a signed contract with their photographer - whom they LOVE - and in that contract, it states that no pictures are to be taken during her poses. So please don't take pictures when she is posing us/them. Thank you!
Also a few have asked where the park is:
If you are coming north on I-15, the easiest way is to take Exit (700 South Clearfield, South Gate to Hill Air Force Base). Then go east on that road (also called Hwy 193) until you get to the light past the neighborhood Walmart and turn right onto Church St. You'll pass the Walmart parking lot, a small fire station, and then you are at the park.
If you are coming on north on 89, stay on it until the exit that says Hill Air Force Base. I can't remember the number or name. (It's the last one before South Weber) Go west until you come to the first light at Church St.
If you live in the area, it's basically on the corner of Church and Hwy 193.
We are SOOOO excited mother nature is cooperating and it should be a fun evening!!!
And for those not coming:
We love you and thanks for your support and we will miss you!!!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
The Bibler's are moving to Denver
I figured this(and Facebook) was the fastest ways to let everyone know that we are moving to Denver. I will still be working for Colorado Technical University but am transferring to the Denver area as they have two campuses out there. We are really excited to try something new and to be closer to a lot of you! I was reading Aunt Kalyn's post on Facebook the other day about the Denny Reunion in August and got really excited as now we will be close enough to hop in the car and drive over! See you all at Aly's wedding! :)
Monday, May 30, 2011
Grandpa Denny's Cross
Saturday was the annual crosses at Bountiful Cemetery. We put up 1640 crosses this year. I thought I'd post a picture of Grandpa's cross.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
A day of Remembrance
Hello and happy day to all. Being this families only active duty military. I find it my calling to post on days such as this one. First of all, thank you to the Willey family for putting the crosses in bountiful up every year for memorial day.
Today is a day to ponder. Think about how many times you have walked past a Marine, sailor, airmen, soldier, fire fighter and police man, without saying thank you. Sure military folks, we get it all the time when in uniform or if someone notices us. But what about the fire fighters and police men, they to sacrifice a lot in service of this country. Most people hate cops, i admit it i used to. But really i only hated cops because i got pulled over, so it was my fault i hated them. You may be mad you get pulled over but they are just doing their job. Millions of service members, fire fighters and policemen have lost their lives in the line of duty.
So those of you reading this, do me a favor. Either call someone, email someone, or go into town and find one, and take 5 minutes out of your precious time to say thank you for your sacrifice.
I remember the first time I was thanked for my service. I hadn't gone to basic training yet, and I was at the Gateway mall in Salt Lake City. A friend and myself were walking thru the mall and we saw some girls that he knew. We stopped and got to talking and it came up that i was leaving to boot camp, and that I joined the Marines. A girl i had never met, jumped towards me and gave me a huge hug. I was really taken away by it. At that moment, I realized what Marines mean to the people of this country.
It doesn't have to be a huge hug, but just tell someone thanks. Or talk to a friend or family who have lost someone in the line of duty. It is their day too. Remember those who have fallen for you to have the rights and freedoms you enjoy.
And don't forget to remember Grandpa Denny, he was a petty officer in the Navy many years ago. He did not die in line of duty but he did serve.
Below is a photo of my good friend and fellow Marine, Lance Cpl. Ralph Fabbri. His life was taken last October in Afghanistan. These were his final steps...
For those of you who don't know. Any person who has served this country in any way, earns the right to be buried with an American Flag folded in his arms inside. The flag draped over the top of the coffin, is folded and given to the family of the fallen.
Today is a day to ponder. Think about how many times you have walked past a Marine, sailor, airmen, soldier, fire fighter and police man, without saying thank you. Sure military folks, we get it all the time when in uniform or if someone notices us. But what about the fire fighters and police men, they to sacrifice a lot in service of this country. Most people hate cops, i admit it i used to. But really i only hated cops because i got pulled over, so it was my fault i hated them. You may be mad you get pulled over but they are just doing their job. Millions of service members, fire fighters and policemen have lost their lives in the line of duty.
So those of you reading this, do me a favor. Either call someone, email someone, or go into town and find one, and take 5 minutes out of your precious time to say thank you for your sacrifice.
I remember the first time I was thanked for my service. I hadn't gone to basic training yet, and I was at the Gateway mall in Salt Lake City. A friend and myself were walking thru the mall and we saw some girls that he knew. We stopped and got to talking and it came up that i was leaving to boot camp, and that I joined the Marines. A girl i had never met, jumped towards me and gave me a huge hug. I was really taken away by it. At that moment, I realized what Marines mean to the people of this country.
It doesn't have to be a huge hug, but just tell someone thanks. Or talk to a friend or family who have lost someone in the line of duty. It is their day too. Remember those who have fallen for you to have the rights and freedoms you enjoy.
And don't forget to remember Grandpa Denny, he was a petty officer in the Navy many years ago. He did not die in line of duty but he did serve.
Below is a photo of my good friend and fellow Marine, Lance Cpl. Ralph Fabbri. His life was taken last October in Afghanistan. These were his final steps...
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Our new family wall
So, it really only took us a mere 6 months to complete, (just kidding, but it did take several weeks!) the downstairs wall is done! It turned out so cute and can't wait until you all can see it in person! (The pictures do not do any justice!) We had lots of fun picking out pictures and painting frames. We tried our best to give everyone good representation. What project is next!?
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Thanks for all the Mothers and the "Invisible Work" they do that enriches our world!
Invisible Work
Because no one could ever praise me enough,
because I don't mean these poems only
but the unseen
unbelievable effort it takes to live
the life that goes on between them,
I think all the time about invisible work.
About the young mother on Welfare
I interviewed years ago,
who said, "It's hard.
You bring him to the park,
run rings around yourself keeping him safe,
cut hot dogs into bite-sized pieces for dinner,
and there's no one
to say what a good job you're doing,
how you were patient and loving
for the thousandth time even though you had a headache."
And I, who am used to feeling sorry for myself
because I am lonely,
when all the while,
as the Chippewa poem says, I am being carried
by great winds across the sky,
thought of the invisible work that stitches up the world day and night,
the slow, unglamorous work of healing,
the way worms in the garden
tunnel ceaselessly so the earth can breathe
and bees ransack this world into being,
while owls and poets stalk shadows,
our loneliest labors under the moon.
There are mothers
for everything, and the sea
is a mother too,
whispering and whispering to us
long after we have stopped listening.
I stopped and let myself lean
a moment, against the blue
shoulder of the air. The work
of my heart
is the work of the world's heart.
There is no other art.
(From The Largest Possible Life)
because I don't mean these poems only
but the unseen
unbelievable effort it takes to live
the life that goes on between them,
I think all the time about invisible work.
About the young mother on Welfare
I interviewed years ago,
who said, "It's hard.
You bring him to the park,
run rings around yourself keeping him safe,
cut hot dogs into bite-sized pieces for dinner,
and there's no one
to say what a good job you're doing,
how you were patient and loving
for the thousandth time even though you had a headache."
And I, who am used to feeling sorry for myself
because I am lonely,
when all the while,
as the Chippewa poem says, I am being carried
by great winds across the sky,
thought of the invisible work that stitches up the world day and night,
the slow, unglamorous work of healing,
the way worms in the garden
tunnel ceaselessly so the earth can breathe
and bees ransack this world into being,
while owls and poets stalk shadows,
our loneliest labors under the moon.
There are mothers
for everything, and the sea
is a mother too,
whispering and whispering to us
long after we have stopped listening.
I stopped and let myself lean
a moment, against the blue
shoulder of the air. The work
of my heart
is the work of the world's heart.
There is no other art.
(From The Largest Possible Life)
Happy Mother's Day to all the great mothers in the Denny family. I got this poem last Mother's Day from my friend Bonnie, and it makes me think of my wonderful mother and all the "invisible work" she did. I know we are all missing her today,but I see her influence often in the loving mothering of all my sisters (and fathering of my brothers) and all the good mothers and fathers who had her for a grandmother. I'm sure she is proud of you all.
Friday, May 06, 2011
It Is Official: Denny-Peterson Memorial Picnic
Denny-Peterson Memorial Picnic
and Family Reunion
and Family Reunion
Saturday, August 20 1:00-4:00
West Bountiful Bowery
(behind West Bountiful Elementary, 400 North 800 West)
There are playground toys and softball fields.
Edgar Denny Family will provide cold cuts, rolls,
drinks and paper products.
Please bring a salad, side dish, or dessert to share.
You will get an invitation in the mail asking you to RSVP,
but mark your calendar!