Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Ackerman Family Reunion
When I drove up to my great aunt Melba's home for the party, I continued to drive down the street a little bit to see the old beautiful sandstone home of my great grandparents, Parley and Diantha Ackerman. I kept driving and never saw it when I realized I had gone too far. I turned around and there where the house used to be was a pile of rubble and a newly paved road that led into a subdivision with a large sign that said "Parley's Place Subdivision." My throat constricted and my eyes burned. I wanted to cry, but I didn't. Actually, one little tear did leak out the corner of an eye. I had stopped in there about five years ago and didn't get the chance to take a picture of the old house. I have meant to do it now for a few years but have always been in such a hurry and I rarely go to Pleasant Grove. I could just kick myself now.
This is Tori's little man Brogan. I just thought the orchard was so nice and cool in the heat of the day, and his little sweetness of presenting his mom with a cherry poked onto the end of a stick was so sweet! It was a fun day. I am still sad about missing the picture of my great grandparents' home, but I guess I learned my lesson. Don't put off till tomorrow what you know you should do today. We still have a few cherries left, and nobody is sick yet! Thanks family and thanks Ackermans!