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I scanned in over one hundred pictures and documents today. This might be my favorite. |
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I cropped that photo from this one after locating Ben on the back row. He was a pretty cute first grader. |
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Ben had a wonderful childhood, and he has a lot of stories to tell. I haven't heard the one about the tree. |
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We all know this story. Ben's version is much better. It involves jumping horses and chasing bad guys. And at the end he will show you the scars from the stitches on his forehead. |
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I did know about his dog, Boy. |
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I love this, although I found myself thinking that none of my birthday parties ever made the news. |
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Can you find Ben in this picture? |
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Maybe second grade wasn't his favorite. |
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This is fourth grade. I love looking at all the dresses and shoes. |
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Of course, I pride myself on my ability to find Ben. |
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It feels like a game of "Where's Waldo?" |
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I'm making it easy for you. |
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This was harder. I had to go upstairs to ask Ben for help. I even gave him a magnifying glass so he could find himself. Eventually, he did. Top, back left. |
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This was a junior high photo. He became certain once he spotted his friends he was always with. |
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I scanned in a lot of football pictures today. |
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He didn't play football so the girls would notice him. He was a purist and loved the sport by itself. Ben's on the left in this 1963 junior prom photo. |
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Ben was a tough guy in his youth, but his football days are over. |
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The enclosed letter, written in Japanese, was from one of Elder Markham's converts. I can't do this story justice. Please ask Ben about the convert and the theory of relativity. |
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Ben's best friend, Kelly, not only served with Ben in Japan, but they graduated together. |
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As I carefully sorted through the photos, I almost felt like I was prying when I saw what Ben had chosen to save in this box. This is baby Sammie, one week old. |
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This was 1979, our last Christmas in Baytown. Please notice Jeff's hand-me-down boots. |
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Ten years later, Ben was the bishop in our Clear Lake ward. This was bishop's night at girls camp. |