March 18, 2015
On St. Patrick's day, March 17, 1967, Roger and I were married for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake LDS Temple by Ezra Taft Benson, who had been given the authority from God to perform the marriage.
Salt Lake LDS Temple
We have had many wonderful experiences, joyful and sad, that have made our marriage strong. We love and appreciate each other
and the blessings that have come to us.
Roger and Susan
1967-2015
Yesterday we decided to go to the Temple in Boston to celebrate our anniversary. We arranged for a hotel within our mission so we would only be out of our mission for the time we were at the Temple.
As we drove from South Royalton to the Boston area, we used our GPS. (We call it Jill.) For over an hour I tried to get it to take the address to the hotel. It kept rejecting it. Over and over and over again. I finally called the hotel and got directions. We drove right to it, changed for the temple. I put the address into the GPS and it took us right to the temple.
I was surprised how small the session was. Roger and I, with two other people, were the only ones in the room. It was really nice and the temple was beautiful.
Boston Massachusetts LDS Temple
As we left the temple, I told Roger that I thought that if I just hit take us home Jill (the GPS) would take us back to the hotel because I had made a new start when we left the hotel for the temple. So I hit the home button. We didn't recognize any of the signs we were seeing on the freeway. We kept going west and south. Pretty soon Jill had us on I 90 going southwest. I said, Roger I think Jill is taking us home to Utah. I had forgotten that Max had put home in as 3200 North Morgan Valley Drive. She knew exactly what she was doing, and now we were in a pickle.
We took the next exit and pulled over to think things through. We tried an address that would be close to the hotel, but one we weren't sure would even be an address, because we knew she wouldn't take the hotel address. We followed her directions having a prayer in our heart that we would find the right way. Pretty soon we started to recognize the signs, and all the different freeways, and then we recognized the the exit. We got off and there we were at the hotel.
We laughed about it, but it was pretty tense. It did take us an hour longer than it should have. But Jill was being obedient, she was taking us HOME!
We spent Wednesday in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, and Kittery, Maine. We took the back roads home, enjoying the drive and the beauty of this earth.
We have been blessed these past forty-eight years and our greatest blessings are our family. Each has a special deep place in our hearts. We love them dearly.
Mary, Roger, Denis, Anne, Amy, Elisabeth, Susan, Diana, Max