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Where we are...


Where our car is...

Gotta love road trips! More to come next week, after our 15 hour drive to recover the Altima.

The Cars

My work sponsored an event at the Danville Auto Museum to introduce our new community "Trilogy at the Vineyards." I thought I would share some of my favorite cars I spotted. My overall favorite was this 1957 Astor Martin racing car....a huge gas hog.


The Ferrari's also caught my attention....also gas hogs.


This car was likely the largest and most expensive in the entire museum-- a 1960's Rolls Royce formerly used for royalty. It is estimated to be worth several million dollars. But is that just the yearly expense for gas?

So...when all said and done, I'd rather have my 1995 hatchback Ford Escort that costs me $0 per month and gets over 30 miles/gallon......and real beauty!

Atta Boy Luther!!

That's right. I have officially graduated. It doesn't seem quite real, especially since I have been going to school so long ("Dr. Edwards"). The picture above is right outside the Marriott Center after the university commencement exercises. Afterwards, Wayne and Nada Miller took us along with Roni and Coleman out to Ruby River for a delicious steak dinner.


The next morning was the real graduation. As I walked across the podium to recieve my diploma I was assured that my family had made it when I heard "Atta boy Luther" echoing off every wall in the building. I was the second in line to graduate which meant my family had a long wait to the end. Let me just say that when you get this bunch together.....

your liable to find them looking for other things to do, like finding people in the congregation doing this. (Can you spot the couple making out--top left) Interestingly, Karen had taken so many pictures of couples making out during graduation that we ran out of memory just after the ceremony.

After this final graduation we all went out for breakfast. Well, all but Ryan had breakfast. Being a single college student, his biological clock is a little screwed up. Check out Ryan's light breakfast.


In a matter of two days, I graduated and moved all our belongings to Brentwood, California.
Ryan made the 12 hour journey with me and helped me move in. If any of you are considering moving to the third floor, I would consider finding something a little lower. We were exhausted.
The worst part is Karen is back in Utah finishing up teaching until the end of May. Not fun.