Where it all began

We spent the weekend in Provo, where Jason and I first met, were married, and started our family.  When we first arrived we went straight to BYU and showed the kids around campus.  Everyone's favorite place was the Eyring Science Center.  William was in heaven with all the rocks, minerals, dinosaur bones and other science-related displays.  The kids were fascinated when they saw their great-great-grandfather's picture and the hall named after him, the Wayne B. Hales Lecture Hall.  The kids thought it was funny when Jason told them he had classes in that hall and felt extra pressure to do well, because his great-grandfather would know if he was slacking off at all.  William quickly decided he wants to go to school at BYU and spend most of his time in that building.  We told him we'd be sure to come and visit, especially during basketball and football seasons!

We passed Stadium Terrace, the dirt cheap lovely apartment complex where we met.

  

We drove up to our first place, which was the upstairs apartment of this scary little house in South Provo.  I remember moving in right after we got married and I couldn't wait to start our life together.  In exchange for rent I helped take care of a sweet old lady, Verl, who lived downstairs.  We have some pretty great memories in this little house (even if the neighborhood was downright scary at night!).

Before leaving Provo, Jason told the kids he wanted to show them one more exciting place.  He drove over to a set of stairs at Cougar Stadium, where Jason and I first kissed.  I thought the kids would roll their eyes, but they thought it was great and were giggling when Jason and I got out of the car and quickly kissed on those same stairs.