Lynn relates:
I think I must have been born with a wanderlust. I’ve always loved to travel and explore new places. Mom used to tell me I had gypsy blood, but I’ve never been able to find any of those illusive gypsies in my family history, though one did visit my great-grandmother in Wales. She was the local mid-wife and his young wife was having a difficult time having her baby.
He knocked on the door in the middle of the night and demanded, “Woman, come!” He threw her on the back of his horse and they rode off into the night to the gypsy camp where she worked until dawn and brought the perfect little baby boy screaming into the cold world. When the king of this band of gypsies took her home, he tossed a bag of gold at her – and that is how some of my Welsh ancestors came to America.
I was also born on a cold morning – it was a rainy November in Rigby, Idaho. My childhood was idyllic in a little Mormon farming community where everyone knew everyone else and if you did something wrong, you got it from whichever mother saw you do it, then got it again when you got home.
I attended three years at Rigby High School, then my folks moved to Blackfoot where I graduated – and met a handsome green-eyed guy who stole my heart. We were married during college and he accepted a commission into the Air Force. We spent 25 wonderful years moving all over the country and exploring all the interesting places where we lived. Summers I’d drive the kids home to Idaho for some fun on the farm. I’m sure we crawled over every Indian ruin, historical site and state park between New York, Georgia, Texas, Indiana and Idaho.
We have four living children – one is deceased. Those four wonderful children have blessed our lives with twelve grandchildren which we love to spoil.
When my husband retired the second time from aerospace (he couldn’t quit playing with airplanes when he retired from the Air Force) we went on a mission to Armenia. What an adventure! We froze in the winter time and had running water only from 5 to 7 a.m. We had to wash our food in bleach and walk most places we went – and we wouldn’t trade one minute of it for anything. The people were wonderful, the country fascinating and I loved those old monasteries.
We just celebrated our 50th anniversary last year and literally celebrated all year long. After all, how many couples make it that far! We all gathered at the beach for several days – first time everyone had been together since all the little ones were born - and played in the surf and sun. In the fall, Glenn and I went to Singapore, Thailand, Cambodia and China for 25 days. We rode on elephants, rafted down a river on a bamboo raft that I thought would sink any minute, and climbed all over Angkor Wat – the greatest ruins in the world, and hiked the Great Wall of China on Glenn’s birthday. We’re now planning something to top that for our 75th!
We love to play golf, walk on the beach, have the grandkids over to swim and just enjoy family time together. Family is definitely where it is!
Far left: With Greek muse Melpomena; Corfu, Greece. Left: Long-neck tribe; Chiang Mai, Thailand.
Right: With husband Glenn on Navajo Trail in Bryce Canyon, UT