Of course you are all excited for the next episode of Dad's little black journal.
The next entry is a message a page-and-a-half in length from the little black book. Therein Dad describes his proposal of marriage to Mother. His sentiments are real and from the heart, but I think you will agree when I say we benefited from this decision as much as he did. Like all of you, I miss Mom and Dad terribly.
I often reach for my phone intending to share a joy with them or prepare to include their names in an email when I need to ask for advice. It is hard not to do that. I never knew I would need Mom and Dad so much as a new parent and grandfather. I am so grateful for the sage advice contained in their personal histories. I look forward to sharing with them again soon.
Today we can enjoy one more important event in Mom and Dad's lives.
Easter Sunday, March 25, 1951, was the day on which I planned to propose. And I did.
In the morning I took a taxi to her home where I met her in a lovely new jumper that she made herself for Easter. Her corsage had arrived in time for it to be worn to church. She looked lovely and the two red camillas went well with her Jumper.
Marge, Jerry, her sister, and I went to Sunday School together and enjoyed the Easter Program. We sat with Marge's class of girls while Marge took her place on the stand. She gave the second of four talks, which, with the musical numbers made up the Easter Program.
Her talk was good and I was proud of her.
We took pictures after Sunday School and then Oliver, Bev, Harold, and Ellen picked us up and took us with them to the Easter Choral Services at the Tabernacle which began at 2:00. We enjoyed it.
Oliver let Marge and I off at my house where we talked to the folks for a few minutes and then took our car to the New House Hotel for a smorgasbord dinner in the Royal Room. It was very nice and I was happy to be able to take Marge there.
The food was good, we talked and ate until we were full, and left at about 7:30.
We drove through town from the New House Hotel, up 21st So. along the Alternate Highway from the mouth of Parley's to the mouth of Emigration Canyon, up past Brigham Young's Monument, through Emigration Canyon, down parley's Canyon, and back again to the Brigham Young Monument (That is, the "This Is The Place Monument" with him at the top, in the mouth of the Canyon). Here, overlooking the monument and the city we stopped and talked and she said she would be my wife.
We reached her home by a little before eleven o'clock, read from Matthew and from the book on Marriage which she has, knelt together in prayer, and left just after midnight.
It had been a wonderful day and I was very happy. I was to have an angel for a wife. I was truly happy.
There you go. You'll have to wait a little bit for the next three pages FORMAL ENGAGEMENT, which I will share shortly.
Enjoy these great memories.
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