Sunday, August 23, 2009

Another Cute One

We'll save this for when she starts to date.

A cute one...

I found this little treasure in my trove of pictures. I thought it was adorable. Little Koper guy.

Remember that song...

We just got back from Von Forell's. Michael returned from his mission to Belo Horizonte, Brazil on Thursday. We spent the weekend getting caught up and enjoying his stories and pictures. Brazil still looks the same!

While we were there, we played find that song. We would think of an old song and then Greg would hurry and find it on his laptop. We would then listen to it over their surround sound system. We had some good laughs. Among the favorites were "Have Gun will Travel," "Mississippi Squirrel Revival" by Ray Stevens and this beauty....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4fJVqWmWd0

Brant

The Big Easy

Kelly and I spent a few days in New Orleans this week. We had a good time seeing the tourist sites like the French Quarter, Bourbon Street, the above ground cemetaries and all of the local flavor (mostly dirty hippies and wannabe artists, palm readers and street performers). Kelly has the camera and our computer so you'll have to wait for her to post some pictures. She is currently somewhere between New Orleans and Salt Lake (by way of Atlanta, Kansas City and Phoenix. She told me to buy the cheapest flight so she got the one that takes you on a tour of the US and has three layovers).

One of my favorite parts of the trip was taking a drive through the parts of town that were destroyed by Hurricane Katrina. I looked on a map to find where the Lower 9th Ward was located because I remembered hearing about it on the news and we took off in search of some hurricane evidence. We found whole neighborhoods where about 1 family per block has rebuilt their house and the rest of the street is just grass lots. Some of the lots are well maintained and I think the owners plan on eventually moving back and some of them are completely overgrown. We saw lot after lot that has a front walkway leading to a concrete slab and mabye part of a front porch. The rest of the house has been demolished and is waiting to be rebuilt. The few people who have rebuilt have put their houses on pilings ranging from 3 to 15 feet high. We also saw several people living in RV's that are parked in their driveway, there's just no house next to the driveway. Every telephone pole in town has signs advertising things like home demolition, home leveling, roofing, lot clearing and other renovation services. It looks like the water reached about 15-20 ft deep in the neighborhood we were in. You could see damage well past the first story on the houses that haven't been fixed yet.

A part of me felt a little bad driving up and down the streets gawking and taking pictures, but we at least tried to be descrete and our tourism dollars will probably help the city in some way. In my uneducated opinion, the reason these neighborhoods haven't been rebuilt is a combination of poverty and years of government dependence, probably caused by both parties involved. It's interesting that 4 years later people on the streets still talk about Katrina and it's mark on New Orleans is still very obvious.

Overall I would recommend a trip to New Orleans. You may not need to stay there for a week, but a couple of days would be fun.

Pretty Averge Week

It was a pretty average week. I went to work and Mom did stuff at home. Seth, Lacey and family were in Seattle so no little grand kids around the house.
This morning, my first councilor was in charge of speakers so he asked the bishopric to speak. Not my favorite thing to do but with new students (new ward members) and old ones back for school to start tomorrow it was a good time to hear from the bishopric. My councilors did a great job and I finished up (a little short of time) but that's OK.
We are now napping. I had to get up to get ready for a boy scout to come over to get his eagle project approved. Some of you might remember him, Sam Mallor from Colfax.
We hope everyone has returned home safely, jobs are going well, and life is good.
Love,
Mom and Dad