Today is Father's Day, so we did just what Chris wanted to do . First, we had a breakfast, and then at about 10:40 we drove to the church for Sacrament Service. All the talks were good, even the one by the Harris' young grandson. He must be about 14 now. The chapel and the overflow were all full of people, and of course a lot of children. We came home and spent the next about three and a half hours, reading the paper and taking our pills, and resting. About 4:15 we drove to Karen's house, where we were invited to dinner. Terry barbecued the best pork ribs I have eaten, and we had sugar-free ice cream pie for dessert. I started looking at Terry's book of photos from their last trip, and asked if I could bring it home to finish it. He said yes, so I did. Chris got gifts from Karen, Kaye, and Carla's hasn't arrived yet. It's in the mail.