Where I live, as in Ogden, practically everything I need is within a short walk to enjoy warm summer sun or rain. I simply jog through parking lots for groceries and take a little sidewalk to church. Unlike our beloved downtown Ogden, the civilized traffic on the main road I rarely approach in Bountiful sounds to me like ocean surf, recalling summers with my sweetheart Kay at Cannon Beach on the Oregon Coast. The occasional demon driver punctuating the dream is understandable, as every city has one and tolerates him. (Unlike surf, the intrusive noise pains my sensitive ears and soul in an otherwise serene summer. However, I do miss the thrilling sound of fighter jets near Hill AFB. God bless America!)
Typical of the Intermountain West, Bountiful is thankfully back to normal this summer, if you know what I mean. Handshakes and hugs are not uncommon, few folks are fearful, and we see each other smile. Neighbors in my senior community now eagerly gather every Monday for Music Evening. This week we were entertained by the awesome Old Time Combo and refreshed by frozen fruit bars — just imagine. South Davis Senior Activity Center (nice new name for our Golden Years Center) has the friendliest staff and again provides healthy dinners at 11:44 AM as they did in the good old days. Our public library is conveniently located next door. Also adjacent to the fun senior center is the impressive Bountiful Veterans Park, dedicated November 11, 2020 — especially inspiring at night with lights.
A clear view of the temple on the mountain above reminds us of everlasting life and loved ones who have passed to the other side. I thank God for my peaceful Bountiful home and for our Kay at work in her heavenly home ... with love.
