We spent a spectacular afternoon at Taryn’s cottage on Ponhook Lake. Ginelle came too with her daughter. The three of us were a yearbook force in high school - editing the school yearbook in 9th, 11th and 12th grade. That’s a lot of deadlines. Ginelle’s dad was my homeroom teacher in sixth grade and was really wonderful. I have great memories of him reading us the funniest books every day after lunch. Taryn’s dad was a teacher too and I remember one monumental evening at her house chatting with her parents and trying to figure out college. I was considering Ricks or BYU and her dad thought I should just go for broke. BYU was the only school I applied to. We swam in the lake, the girls ran around, the men played a game similar to cornhole and we ate yummy BBQ food. Such a fun afternoon.