Mark and I shared a truck while we were in high school. It was a little Isuzu pickup. Here’s a picture: Mark and John Carter were the ones who first…
Category: stories
Mark: kicking me out of the tent
This is a story I regularly tell people when I want to get a little sympathy for having a crazy upbringing. My Dad was long in charge of scouting when…
Mark: fire drills
Mark would occasionally let me drive the car home from school when we were both attending Morgan High together. And that usually meant we had a car full of people…
Mark: visiting Park City
I don’t recall why we were going to Park City, but I know that’s where we went. It may have been for a game or just to meet up with…
Mark: dodging trains
This is another one of the activities that we did regularly, so I don’t have any real stories, per se, but I can describe what we would do. I also…
Mark: running from cops
Unlike my brother Danny, who tried to get away from the police in Morgan in a car, Mark and I did it on foot. And we succeeded, whereas Danny failed…
Mark: Bedapping
Mark never told me who, exactly, came up with the name or the idea, but he did introduce me to the “sport” he called “bedapping.” Mark probably came up with…
Mark: In the Dog House
My sister-in-law asked me quite a while ago to write down some stories I remember of my brother Mark who passed away last year. I made a list of stories…
orchard stories
When my aunts and uncles were out here visiting a couple weeks ago, it reminded me of some stories from when I worked in the orchards one of them ran….