We spent Saturday morning (after my obligatory jog along the American River) at a local outlet mall. Gayle wanted to keep on truckin' so she hopped on this. Unfortunately, it ate our coins and she didn't get to ride. Dad and I were not excited about shopping, so we watched the passersby and kicked back on a bench.
After Church on Sunday, family and former missionaries gathered at Steve and Susan's condo for food (you can't gather missionaries without food). A sample of the goings-on follows:
Susan Crockett flew all the way from Colorado to be with us. We had a great time at our hotel. I even got in a swim on Saturday. Gayle and Susan C. took a walk and along the way saw about 10 turkeys (wild ones, not the usual Californians) that had wandered onto the sidewalk from along the river. Sunday, before Church, we visited the Sacramento temple, which is near Fair Oaks.
It was an outstanding weekend. Dad, mom, Susan Crockett, and we all went to the airport and were on the same flight back to SLC on Monday. Susan flew on to Colorado. Mom and dad caught their shuttle home, and Gayle and I stayed in SLC to see the American Idol concert!
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