Family Fun Part 5
OK - just a couple of quick family stories for today. One was given to me word for word by my aunt. I think she tells it better than I could tell it. The other one is my Grandpa and a character whose identity shall not be revealed until the end of the story. That would give away the joke.
Story Number One
From the Mouth of Aunt Sue: Your father was about, well, he could do the exact dates, how old he was. He remembers that stuff. I was about five and he was two. I was watching I Love Lucy on the TV at the time, and he didn't want to watch Lucy. Well, actually, I think I was about eight and he was five. So he comes over and turns the TV off. And I was wearing grandma's wedding ring. I punched your father in the nose so hard that they had to take him to the hospital to stop the bleeding. And he'll never let me forget about it.
Story Number Two
Straight from Grandpa's Mouth: We were taking a vacation out to Utah in the 1950’s. And I was going to shave in the morning, and I hadn’t taken my shaving kit with me. So we went down to Salt Lake City to go to a grocery store, my brother and me to get shaving things. I saw this guy in the aisles who looked really familiar to me, and when I got the checkout he was there in line next to me. I says, “You look awfully familiar to me, but I can’t place you.” And he says, “I’m Gordon B. Hinckley from the quorum of the twelve and you’re Fred Farmer from St. Louis.” And he had been back at a stake conference in St. Louis earlier in the year so that’s where he knew me from.
Story Number One
From the Mouth of Aunt Sue: Your father was about, well, he could do the exact dates, how old he was. He remembers that stuff. I was about five and he was two. I was watching I Love Lucy on the TV at the time, and he didn't want to watch Lucy. Well, actually, I think I was about eight and he was five. So he comes over and turns the TV off. And I was wearing grandma's wedding ring. I punched your father in the nose so hard that they had to take him to the hospital to stop the bleeding. And he'll never let me forget about it.
Story Number Two
Straight from Grandpa's Mouth: We were taking a vacation out to Utah in the 1950’s. And I was going to shave in the morning, and I hadn’t taken my shaving kit with me. So we went down to Salt Lake City to go to a grocery store, my brother and me to get shaving things. I saw this guy in the aisles who looked really familiar to me, and when I got the checkout he was there in line next to me. I says, “You look awfully familiar to me, but I can’t place you.” And he says, “I’m Gordon B. Hinckley from the quorum of the twelve and you’re Fred Farmer from St. Louis.” And he had been back at a stake conference in St. Louis earlier in the year so that’s where he knew me from.
posted by CT at 9:49 PM
2 Comments:
wow. G.B.H. remembered your grandpa's name? That's impressive.
Well - actually - I've heard lots of stories how G.B.H. can remember almost everybody's names that he's visited at stake conferences and things. This one just helps to corroborate it.
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