The following photos will probably be of interest only to those in my (Pat) family who remember the Whitney and Preston days. To me Cache Valley is home. I have such fond memories of going to Grandma and Grandpa Dunkley's farm in the summer and visiting Uncle Theo and Aunt Edith Bell, Aunt Ellen and Uncle Harley Greaves. On the way home from Menan, I talked Carl into exiting the freeway at Downey and driving through that oh so familiar territory on the way to Preston.......
Like my dad, Uncle Theo was a dairy farmer, and even though he is long gone, his barn with the painted scenes on it is still there, as well as their home which looks much smaller than I remember. I don't know if you can pick it out, but you can see Uncle Theo's brand which is a T sitting on top of a bell shape.
Dad's oldest sister, Ellen, and her husband, Harley Greaves, lived in this brick home in Preston. It was beautifully decorated inside, and we thought it was a mansion!
If you've seen "Napoleon Dynamite" you will recognize this hill between Whitney and Franklin. My Uncle 'K' used to tell me the top looked like an Indian chief, and as a child I could readily see the old chief up on top facing south with his headdress feathers flowing out behind him (Carl says "whatever..."!
The following are from the Whitney Cemetery where Grandma and Grandpa Dunkley are buried as are Uncle Dick and Aunt Marie. It kind of hit me that my favorite aunt was just two older than me when she passed away. They were the best aunt and uncle ever!! President Ezra Taft Benson, who was mother's first cousin, is buried just a few yards from them all. 
The following photos were sort of sad to me. This is the home where I visited my grandparents and such a wonderful time picking raspberries, eating gooseberries, watching Grandpa milk the cows and pick apples. The house is almost unrecognizable. It was gray stucco with a flat roof which, of course, used to cause all kinds of problems with leakage! Someone later added the sloped roof, but it's all vacant now. The old apple tree is still there and the old garage.
This old sugar factory on the outskirts of Whitney is a familiar landmark.
Wouldn't be a weekend at our house without some good bubble blowing! Parker has really mastered the art of it and sits on the steps with a towel across his lap so won't get "sticky." Love the new fashion statement of the candy necklace, Parker.
He had two huge gallstones. Carl had begged the doctor to save him one. She gave him this and said she had to break them into thirds to get them out, so this is only a third of one. (Don't you love these gory details!?) Every time a nurse would come to take his vitals they's say "Good heavens, that's a huge stone!" So he was very proud...
Carl gets teased about being so serious when he is cooking, so Barb put on her serious face, too
Purple Daylillys and Black Eyed Susans
