<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584</id><updated>2011-09-19T04:38:07.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sons</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is to Honor of my 3  wonderful  Boys.. I am proud mom and I am so happy to have them.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-8101934538790200336</id><published>2011-06-28T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:44:15.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Belive it has been 2 years Seems Like Yesterday! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_787885480_undefined" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God saw Danny getting tired, a cure was not to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wrapped &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; in his loving arms and whispered ‘Come With Me.’ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; suffered much in silence, his spirit did not bend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; faced his pain with courage, until the very end. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; tried so hard to stay with us&lt;br /&gt;but his fight was not in vain, God took &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danny &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;to His loving home and freed him from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Miss You Danny!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_787885480_undefined" style="margin-bottom: 3px; white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-8101934538790200336?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-6127594932092078036</id><published>2011-04-05T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:45:57.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stevie Wonder - Stay Gold Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y3QhA2WiyFI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-6127594932092078036?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/6127594932092078036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2011/04/stevie-wonder-stay-gold-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/6127594932092078036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/6127594932092078036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2011/04/stevie-wonder-stay-gold-lyrics.html' title='Stevie Wonder - Stay Gold Lyrics'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y3QhA2WiyFI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2655703991144929264</id><published>2011-03-21T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:14:02.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Son</title><content type='html'>Danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came into the world one day&lt;br /&gt;a few short years ago&lt;br /&gt;We wrapped you up in arms of love&lt;br /&gt;and you began to grow.&lt;br /&gt;You learned to walk, and then to talk&lt;br /&gt;when you were very small&lt;br /&gt;We watched you dazzle with a smile&lt;br /&gt;you gave to one and all.&lt;br /&gt;You learned to care 'bout others&lt;br /&gt;and often showed them how&lt;br /&gt;We saw with joy and pride so great&lt;br /&gt;and often remember now.&lt;br /&gt;You worked so hard at your books&lt;br /&gt;because they were so tough&lt;br /&gt;We tried to help you as we could&lt;br /&gt;and hoped it was enough.&lt;br /&gt;You treasured every single friend&lt;br /&gt;be they young or old&lt;br /&gt;We could not help but think&lt;br /&gt;you had a pot of gold.&lt;br /&gt;You filled the world with sunshine&lt;br /&gt;a bright and shining light&lt;br /&gt;We held you high for all to see&lt;br /&gt;and knew that you were right.&lt;br /&gt;You left one sunny day in June&lt;br /&gt;when you were just half grown&lt;br /&gt;We knew God sent an angel down&lt;br /&gt;to take you to his home.&lt;br /&gt;You could not be forgotten son&lt;br /&gt;as if we'd ever try&lt;br /&gt;We try to see the love you left&lt;br /&gt;even as we cry.&lt;br /&gt;You wait for us with God we know&lt;br /&gt;for us to join you there&lt;br /&gt;We live our sadder lives on Earth&lt;br /&gt;and find you everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Forever And A Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2655703991144929264?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' 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So ya feeling bad for myself and crying! Then&amp;nbsp; all of a sudden this song came on and I swear it is Danny talking to me. The song is from Air Supply "I want to give it all" I want to share it with you!&lt;br /&gt;DANNY I LOVE AND MISS YOU TONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still you're always here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give more than I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't happen every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened to me once before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those early years I threw away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel so sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That your love is why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't the minutes fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hours just seem so few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With days apart so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to spend my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm so far from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still you're always here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give more than I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't happen every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it happened to me once before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those early years I threw away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel so sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That your love is why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-201510538247457458?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/201510538247457458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-want-to-give-it-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/201510538247457458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/201510538247457458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-want-to-give-it-all.html' title='I want to give it all'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-1503292676461036035</id><published>2010-11-03T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:07:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try My Shoes For A Day!</title><content type='html'>Okay I am so mad right now. How dare they tell me to get over it already. Today a person told me I should just get over my son Danny Dying. How dare you tell me that. He's my son and I love and Miss him so much. I should of told that person off but that is not me one bit. Yes he has been gone for 11/2 years it's hard to lose someone you have loved all your life. I didn't even cry when this person asked me about him... I really like talking about how strong and brave he was during all the stuff he was going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time,&amp;nbsp; Person that know everything don't ask me about my son if you don't want to hear anything about him. Try Losing a Son and come back and let me know how hard it is to let him go! But until then be nice and keep your mouth shut!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for listing to me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-1503292676461036035?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/1503292676461036035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/try-my-shoes-for-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1503292676461036035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1503292676461036035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/try-my-shoes-for-day.html' title='Try My Shoes For A Day!'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-9218576320407423343</id><published>2010-11-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:41:58.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival Of Trees</title><content type='html'>I am so excited I have finished the last of the tree... So on November 29th I will be able to go and put it up. I hope that everyone will like it. And hope it will sell.&amp;nbsp;It was made with pure love and joy for My Danny.&lt;br /&gt;Danny I hope you are so happy of what I did this year. It's for you my sweet boy. Love you ton and miss you even more.&lt;br /&gt;The tree I am talking about is for the fesival of tree for primarys medical hospital every year they have what the call Festival of Tree the money that people buy the tree go to help the children at priamrys. This is my senond year.. I am so excited YEAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-9218576320407423343?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/9218576320407423343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/festival-of-trees.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/9218576320407423343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/9218576320407423343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/11/festival-of-trees.html' title='Festival Of Trees'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-7692557446612651609</id><published>2010-10-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:09:03.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it get better?</title><content type='html'>The last cople of days everytime I am alone I just cry... I hate being alone... I just want to know does it get better in time? I just don't feel it's going to... I love &amp;amp; Miss my&amp;nbsp;Danny so much... I just want the hurt to stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-7692557446612651609?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/7692557446612651609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/10/does-it-get-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7692557446612651609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7692557446612651609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/10/does-it-get-better.html' title='Does it get better?'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2994092526056621336</id><published>2010-09-02T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:49:56.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TIBUEK1v7cI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JcvGC4e2Qa4/s1600/SANY0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TIBUEK1v7cI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JcvGC4e2Qa4/s320/SANY0320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So he put his arms around you and whispered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Come with me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With tearful eyes I watched you, and saw you passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Although I loved you dearly, I could not make you stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A golden heart stopped beating, a hard working hands at rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God broke my heart to prove to me, he only takes the BEST!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I Love You Danny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Love Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2994092526056621336?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2994092526056621336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/09/danny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2994092526056621336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2994092526056621336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/09/danny.html' title='Danny'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TIBUEK1v7cI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JcvGC4e2Qa4/s72-c/SANY0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2157485227981279415</id><published>2010-08-01T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:51:29.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's Home Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TFZOputrPfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5CG4GxQOlEE/s1600/SANY0355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TFZOputrPfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5CG4GxQOlEE/s320/SANY0355.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;June 29th Josh came home on leave, We were so excited for him to come. Allen, Aaron, Megan, Ellie, Jake, Mirada, Mike and My self all went to the airport to give him a good home coming. People were looking at us trying to figure out who we were waiting for. Then the moment we saw him we all clapped and yelled welcome home Josh. all of a sudden we heard more clapping and yelling. They were all standing with us to welcome home Josh. It was just so amazing that others would join us. I ran up to Josh and gave him the biggest hug and yes I cried. On our way out people would stop Josh and tell him welcome home and thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2157485227981279415?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2157485227981279415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/08/joshuas-home-coming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2157485227981279415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2157485227981279415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/08/joshuas-home-coming.html' title='Joshua&apos;s Home Coming'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TFZOputrPfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5CG4GxQOlEE/s72-c/SANY0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-1472019706900617401</id><published>2010-06-29T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:27:13.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCpvFiKx4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1kEQIB4sdxY/s1600/DSC_3725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCpvFiKx4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1kEQIB4sdxY/s320/DSC_3725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been 1 year since I last saw my wonderful Danny. I thought I would be able to handle this day but I guess I was way wrong. We went up to the hospital to give cookies balloons and letters. My first stop was RTU I saw the Nurse there and just broke done. We gave hugs and then laughed about things Danny did when he had to go to RTU.&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was Oncology Clinic boy that was hard to say the least. We had again cry's and laughs. I can't believe that they all remembered Danny passed away today. It made me feel really good that is memory will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;Next was the Oncology Doctors we set down with the Best Doctor in the world Dr Yeaish I love this man with all my heart. He has always been there for us and he loved Danny. He told me that Allen and I are the best parents he has ever met. He said I am not just saying this because you are here. I mean it with all my heart. Again here comes the tears.&lt;br /&gt;Next to ICS to find Irish he was Danny's nurse. I walk in and behind me was Aaron with a super soaker gun. Aaron got Irish with the gun. It was funny I bet Danny was standing there laughing his butt off. Danny was wanting to do this when he got better so instead aaron did it for him. I also gave the dr the letter. Not sure if he read it or not but I didn't stay around to see. All in all it was a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at 6:10p.m. a bunch of us are getting together to honor Danny. At 6:10p.m. we are going to let balloons go to honor Danny.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have pictures once I have them i will put them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy misses you so much. when you left a hole in my heart got so big. You and I got close the last 3 years of your life. and I am thankful for that. Not many mom's can say that. I am the luckiest mom in the world. Thank you for letting me know your still around turning on light shutting doors and calling my name. I Love you and I will Always Remember You.&lt;br /&gt;Love ya,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-1472019706900617401?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/1472019706900617401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1472019706900617401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1472019706900617401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-remember.html' title='Always Remember'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCpvFiKx4iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1kEQIB4sdxY/s72-c/DSC_3725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2279664841212378689</id><published>2010-06-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:00:53.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCIFdizfdLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ark34fwBb4o/s1600/danny_2_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCIFdizfdLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ark34fwBb4o/s320/danny_2_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe it in 6 days it will be 1 year since our Danny went up to heave. It just seems like yesterday. I miss him so much. Danny you are a wonderful young man, I will always remember you. You will be in my heart always. I Love you so much. Thank you for 18 sweet years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2279664841212378689?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2279664841212378689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2279664841212378689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2279664841212378689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-year.html' title='1 year'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/TCIFdizfdLI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ark34fwBb4o/s72-c/danny_2_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-8785446442358590269</id><published>2010-06-19T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:46:12.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR A PARENT ON THE DEATH OF THEIR CHILD</title><content type='html'>NO ONE KNOWS THE WONDER&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CHILD AWOKE IN YOU,&lt;br /&gt;YOUR HEART A PERFECT CRADLE&lt;br /&gt;TO HOLD ITS PRESENCE.&lt;br /&gt;INSIDE AND OUTSIDE BECOME ONE&lt;br /&gt;AS NEW WAVES OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;KEPT SURPRISING YOUR SOUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU SIT BEREFT&lt;br /&gt;INSIDE A NIGHTMARE,&lt;br /&gt;YOUR EYES NUMBED&lt;br /&gt;BY THE SIGHT OF A GRAVE&lt;br /&gt;NO PARENT SHOULD EVER SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL WEAR THIS ABSENCE&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A SECRET LOCKET,&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS WONDERING WHY&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A WONDERFUL YOUNG MAN&lt;br /&gt;WAS TAKEN HOME SO SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET THE SILENT TEARS FLOW&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN YOUR EYES CLEAR&lt;br /&gt;PERHAPS YOU WILL GLIMPSE&lt;br /&gt;HOW YOUR ETERNAL CHILD&lt;br /&gt;HAS BECOME THE UNSEEN ANGLE&lt;br /&gt;WHO PARENTS YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;AND PERSUADES THE MOON&lt;br /&gt;TO SEND NEW GIFTS ASHORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-8785446442358590269?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/8785446442358590269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-parent-on-death-of-their-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8785446442358590269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8785446442358590269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-parent-on-death-of-their-child.html' title='FOR A PARENT ON THE DEATH OF THEIR CHILD'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-677577835202817431</id><published>2010-05-02T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:45:16.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's Air Force Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MK4N7fLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9e311JvtOTw/s200/SANY0355.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MgIkORKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ivX5pN8uQsM/s1600/SANY0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MgIkORKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/ivX5pN8uQsM/s200/SANY0429.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MtJcmTuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zVjrQxcVaeU/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MtJcmTuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zVjrQxcVaeU/s200/IMG_0063.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92NXhpCTCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e3ZIiMa6f6s/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92NXhpCTCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e3ZIiMa6f6s/s200/IMG_0032.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92NXhpCTCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e3ZIiMa6f6s/s1600/IMG_0032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua's graduation was so much fun. I think the air force it going to be good for him. He really enjoys it.&amp;nbsp;I really didn't know what I was going to see when I saw him. I sent a boy (even though he was 21) and when I saw him for the first time after 8 weeks from being gone, I saw a man. I can't believe the change in him. I just grab him and cried. I can't believe that he is going out into the world and I can't be there to protect him anymore. It will be good for him. Right now he is at Shepherds Air Force Base in Texas, For Tech School. He will graduate on July 27th. Then he will be coming home for 2 weeks and on to his duty station. Not sure yet where he is going to be station. But I will let you know soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;Josh Dad and I are so proud that you joined the Air Force. We Love you a who lot. Aaron may follow you in a year or so. Danny is very proud of you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-677577835202817431?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/677577835202817431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshuas-air-force-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/677577835202817431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/677577835202817431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshuas-air-force-graduation.html' title='Joshua&apos;s Air Force Graduation'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S92MK4N7fLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9e311JvtOTw/s72-c/SANY0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-8797526324665295</id><published>2010-05-01T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T16:39:36.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S9y7fPvnapI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KNu9wA6eEBo/s1600/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S9y7fPvnapI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KNu9wA6eEBo/s320/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua, Danny, Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before you were conceived, I wanted you. Before you were born, I loved you. When you were born, I saw your face and I knew that I was in love. Before you were an hour old, I knew I would die for you. To this day, I will. This is the miracle of life. Put this on your status if you have children you love more than life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-8797526324665295?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/8797526324665295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshua-danny-aaron-before-you-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8797526324665295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8797526324665295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshua-danny-aaron-before-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S9y7fPvnapI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KNu9wA6eEBo/s72-c/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-4172273269776412606</id><published>2010-04-19T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:31:48.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days</title><content type='html'>I am so excited I get to fly out in 2 days to see josh. I miss that kid so much. I am also so proud of him. I thought i just needed to get this out before i go crazy... Thanks for letting me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S80uLB8vpjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNFFEu3tRzI/s1600/P1010096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S80uLB8vpjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNFFEu3tRzI/s320/P1010096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-4172273269776412606?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/4172273269776412606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4172273269776412606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4172273269776412606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-days.html' title='2 days'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S80uLB8vpjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JNFFEu3tRzI/s72-c/P1010096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-7931211349697329866</id><published>2010-04-10T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:24:44.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Craig Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So after I wrote what I wanted printed on the&amp;nbsp;memorial&amp;nbsp;page. I have changed my mind. After all we women are&amp;nbsp;allowed&amp;nbsp;to do that once and a while. So he is the what will be written on the&amp;nbsp;memorial program and video&amp;nbsp;to my Sweet Danny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 32px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Daniel Craig Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Loving, Caring, Powerful, Amazing, Aspiring, Respectful, Loyal, Funny, Unforgettable Young Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S8DQXxo4lRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1aT3BjKF8L8/s1600/23393_1-1_6x8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S8DQXxo4lRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1aT3BjKF8L8/s320/23393_1-1_6x8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-7931211349697329866?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/7931211349697329866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/daniel-craig-record.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7931211349697329866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7931211349697329866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/daniel-craig-record.html' title='Daniel Craig Record'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S8DQXxo4lRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/1aT3BjKF8L8/s72-c/23393_1-1_6x8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-4803622089792686185</id><published>2010-04-07T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:53:46.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two weeks</title><content type='html'>So I have two weeks until i go to Texas to see Josh. I can not wait. I am looking forward to all the fun stuff they have plan for the family. Josh is doing really good. This week he is going through The Beast. the Beast is a training in the field on what they have learned.. (Is that right Julie?) I am just so darn proud of Josh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-4803622089792686185?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/4803622089792686185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4803622089792686185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4803622089792686185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-weeks.html' title='two weeks'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-5413765912973600259</id><published>2010-04-03T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:27:37.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Letter to the Dr</title><content type='html'>(I have been working on this letter to the Dr. that made me upset. I wrote this so I can forget about this Dr. forever. This letter will be going to the Dr. on June 29th the day of Danny's 1 year anniversary. So if you have any comments about this let me know. Thank you for the time you take to read this letter.) I left his name out...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot since Danny passed away. &lt;br /&gt;I really do not understand&lt;br /&gt;the way you could treat me and my family the day Danny passed away.&lt;br /&gt;That Monday morning June 29th I was so angry with you.&lt;br /&gt;The way you treat Allen and me was so not the way you should of handled things.&lt;br /&gt;When I asked you if the machines were keeping him alive you told me it's supporting him.&lt;br /&gt;But when I asked you again and told you this is not what Danny wanted you looked at&lt;br /&gt;me and walked away. Do you know how that made me feel the you could not tell me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Allen and I trusted you and you let us down. You made me feel like all Danny was a ginny  pig to see&lt;br /&gt;if that medicine  would help you out not Danny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you live with yourself knowing that a family&lt;br /&gt;feels this way. It make me think did we make the right chosie to do this.&lt;br /&gt;And another thing that has been bugging me is that Hilary called me in Danny room that Saturday &lt;br /&gt;before Danny passed away and told me that I should not listen to the ICU doctors and nurses they are very negative.. There is always hope. That's not good to tell a parent that the doctors and nurses down there was negative. You guys made us feel we shouldn't listen to anyone in ICU. &lt;br /&gt;I think that both teams should of work together and told the truth all the time.&lt;br /&gt;In fact you guys made me feel not to listen to them when they were telling&lt;br /&gt;us the truth all the time and not saying there is always hope.&lt;br /&gt;You handle things way to wrong I really wished I would of taken Danny to another doctor&lt;br /&gt;that gave us the facts and not hope.&lt;br /&gt;I did have hope that things would have been different. But I lost HOPE on the way you guys treated us the way you did.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have to let you know that my son Aaron feels he killed his brother because you guys&lt;br /&gt;didn't once talk to him about what was happening to his brother. He told me mom maybe if I&lt;br /&gt;didn't give him my Bone Marrow he would still be here.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how that make us feel that he feels he hurt his brother. &lt;br /&gt;When the fact he was Danny hero. &lt;br /&gt;So tell me how to tell my son that he didn't kill his brother.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask why am I writing you, Well I think if I let you know how I am feeling maybe I can heal &lt;br /&gt;a little better. And remember Danny for being a Hero and what he stands for.&lt;br /&gt;He is and will always be a wonderful young man full of spirt and fight. I love this Danny with &lt;br /&gt;all my heart. He will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt; For the last 3 years he went through this cancer with &lt;br /&gt;fight.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hope that one day my hurt for losing my wonderful Danny will ease a little but I know it will always be there because he will not be around&lt;br /&gt;for all the important things that our family will go through.&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to know that me hating you for the way you treated us will go away.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that you can not treat family like you two did. &lt;br /&gt;We trusted you guys with our Danny and you let us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been 1 years since we last saw our Danny. &lt;br /&gt;And we have missed him so much.&lt;br /&gt; He has not been here for a lot of important things in our family this last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh has join the Air Force and he missed him graduate.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron has graduated from High School and is going to miss Aaron be &lt;br /&gt;State Master Councilor in DeMolay.&lt;br /&gt;Also his dad is going to be Grand Master of Masons in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;And as for me I have a hole in my family that I am trying to heal. &lt;br /&gt;It's going to take a long time or maybe forever to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;But with me knowing that you know now how I am feeling will make me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that one day when you have to go through this agin with another family you will remember to be honest and listen to the family .&lt;br /&gt;Because the families are going through a lot to know that they are losing their child.&lt;br /&gt;In the end of Danny's life we felt you were not there for us. &lt;br /&gt;So I hope now you understand where Allen and I are thinking&lt;br /&gt;and I hope that one day  CANCER will go away and not hurt any other families again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Record&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-5413765912973600259?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/5413765912973600259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-letter-to-dr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/5413765912973600259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/5413765912973600259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-letter-to-dr.html' title='My Letter to the Dr'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-8244533367127351713</id><published>2010-04-03T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:13:22.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5455354d5441314f54593d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Always Remeber" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5455354d5441314f54593d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;slideshow&lt;/a&gt; created with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-8244533367127351713?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/8244533367127351713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/always-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8244533367127351713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8244533367127351713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/always-remember.html' title='Always Remember'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-3707745874528052687</id><published>2010-04-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:53:07.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 words or less</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7VpkkmMA1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/gAxq28Rjd5E/s1600/Ginger%27s+Pics+662.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7VpkkmMA1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/gAxq28Rjd5E/s320/Ginger%27s+Pics+662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Danny is an&amp;nbsp;Unbelievable&amp;nbsp;Strong Young Man We All Love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px;"&gt;So that is my 10 words or less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 24px;"&gt;So what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-3707745874528052687?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/3707745874528052687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-words-or-less.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/3707745874528052687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/3707745874528052687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/04/10-words-or-less.html' title='10 words or less'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7VpkkmMA1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/gAxq28Rjd5E/s72-c/Ginger%27s+Pics+662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-9144983667322690018</id><published>2010-03-30T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:34:38.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Written By a Wonderful Girl we love you Elli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Ellis Mallory Marsh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;4030 South Morning Star Drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Salt Lake City, Utah 84124&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;(801) 588-9593&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Olympus High School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;“What Drives You?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In life, there are many things that “drive me” to succeed. I’ve always been one to throw a fit about something but, in the end, get through it. I’m in a Masonic girls’ organization called Job’s Daughters, where I volunteer a lot of time. A few years ago, I met a boy, in the young men’s organization, named Danny Record. I had heard of him many times, he was quite the famous one. When I met him, I heard that he was diagnosed with Leukemia at the age of 16. We talked casually for a few months and after that our friendship grew. After about two months, Danny’s doctors were able to get his body on a certain treatment that involved giving him Chemotherapy every three in a half years. After time, Danny’s hip was beginning to break because of a disease called A.V.N. (A vascular Necrosis), which is a disease that causes the bones to begin to weaken because of the cut off blood-flow. The doctors sought out options for Danny and a hip replacement was one of them. The surgery was a very painful decision for Danny, but in the end it was successful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;In December of 2008, I was elected into the highest office a girl can reach in Job’s Daughters. My Installation came around and I invited him and hoping that he would be able to make it. Because of the surgery, he told me that he would most definitely do his best to be there, with his promising “you can count on me” statement. January rolled around and I hadn’t heard any word from him saying that he could make it. I thought that it would be best for him that I would just let it be without being too pushy. The day of my Installation, I was in the front looking out into the crowd and I see Danny limping up the stairs with his cane (which he also called the Miranda Beating Stick).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I had a hard time being in charge of everything right as my term started. Every time something negative happened, I would talk to Danny about it. He served as a very powerful leader in the young men’s organization and knew a lot about how some people can be towards you and your ideas. He always had the right thing to say when I was upset and never let me down. As I said earlier, there were times that I just wanted to quit everything and get back on with my life. With Danny there, that was never possible. He always made sure that I would keep going on, doing the very best I could with whatever I was doing school wise, Jobie wise, or anything else that I would be having a difficult time in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;After fifty days of being in the hospital from February to April, the Chemotherapy wasn’t working as the doctors had planned. The doctors had two possibilities; to stick to the same treatment that wasn’t working or a bone marrow transplant. The chances of Danny’s survival without the transplant were slim. With that, they tested his two brothers (Josh, 21 and Aaron, 17) and in that 30% chance of a sibling being a match, Aaron fit perfectly. A few weeks later I was in Provo with the girls from my organization and I got some news saying that the transplant wasn’t working as the doctors had insisted. He had developed a liver disease called V.O.D. (Veno-Occlusive Disease) which clogs the blood-flow through the liver. Knowing Danny, I could finish my night down in Provo as I had planned. On June 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, I got another call informing me that Danny had been put on 100% life support because his breathing started to slow down which left his family with a very hard decision. The decision was made. The down side was, everyone had two hours to get to the hospital to say our goodbyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Danny always had the best sense of humor about everything in life and wouldn’t let anyone by him get away without a smile on face. He was a very important person in my life and I had always promised him that I would never give up on the things I wanted in life. With this, I will not give up and I will continue to reach for the stars no matter what obstacles are thrown at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-9144983667322690018?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/9144983667322690018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/written-by-wonderful-girl-we-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/9144983667322690018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/9144983667322690018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/written-by-wonderful-girl-we-love-you.html' title='Written By a Wonderful Girl we love you Elli'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2795084876987955175</id><published>2010-03-29T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:11:28.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On June 29th 2009 at 6:05p.m. I had to do the worst thing a&amp;nbsp;mother&amp;nbsp;would have &amp;nbsp;to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had to let one of the most wonderful young men leave my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny was an amazing young man. He went threw things you could not&amp;nbsp;image. And he always had a&amp;nbsp;positive&amp;nbsp;attitude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He came to me the night before we had to let him go. And told me he made this&amp;nbsp;choice&amp;nbsp;on his own he didn't want me to quite my job and take care of him for the rest of his life. He said he would not be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So he made the&amp;nbsp;sacrifice&amp;nbsp;for me. He told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Mom you made a lot of sacrifice for me when I was told I had cancer. So I want to give to you what you gave to me."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy what a gift from a wonderful boy. I miss him so much. A great friend tells me I worry about you that you are not taking the time to greave. I really didn't&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;that I haven't&amp;nbsp;grieved&amp;nbsp;for him. I told her yes I have but the more I look at things I really haven't. I had to be the one that had to be strong for everyone else. Help my husband and 2 other boys get through it first. I think that is what a mom does helps other people first. She also told me Danny would not like that I am not taking care of my self. &amp;nbsp;Well &amp;nbsp;Jessica it's time for me. I am going to do things for me. If I need to cry or just do not want to be a happy camper then I will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So today is one of those days&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;I had to let my Danny go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny I know this is what you wanted and needed to do. I love you so much. And thank you for coming to visit us all the time. I know you are here to make sure things are alright with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like yesterday when Dad and I were in the living room and you&amp;nbsp;slammed&amp;nbsp;my bathroom door to say hey I am here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will always be my son and I will make sure that no one forgets you.&amp;nbsp;Because&amp;nbsp;you are a amazing young man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7Fdsimx_RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/30QT0MQ8i3s/s1600/Ginger%27s+Pics+569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7Fdsimx_RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/30QT0MQ8i3s/s320/Ginger%27s+Pics+569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for coming into my life and giving me 18 wonderful years. I love and miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2795084876987955175?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2795084876987955175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/9-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2795084876987955175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2795084876987955175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/9-months.html' title='9 months'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S7Fdsimx_RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/30QT0MQ8i3s/s72-c/Ginger%27s+Pics+569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-587317513178557881</id><published>2010-03-28T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:49:10.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>called</title><content type='html'>Josh called me finely today. I miss that kid so much. He is doing very well he is on track to graduate. &amp;nbsp;he sounds so grown up i bet he also looks grown up too. I sent a boy to the service and in three weeks i will be given a young man. That makes me kind of want to cry. I can not wait to see josh. allen is making the&amp;nbsp;arrangements&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-587317513178557881?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/587317513178557881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/called.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/587317513178557881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/587317513178557881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/called.html' title='called'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-6051191666416582093</id><published>2010-03-27T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:24:00.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 words or less</title><content type='html'>So today we&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;in the mail&amp;nbsp;information&amp;nbsp;on the memorial that primary children hospital has for all the children that had passed away last year.&lt;br /&gt;It will me May 16 at 1:00p.m.&lt;br /&gt;but what is bugging me about this is that they want me to put in 10 words or less on his life. How can you put 18 years in 10 words.&lt;br /&gt;I just do not understand. but i want something to be in the memorial so i will try.&lt;br /&gt;Could you guys&amp;nbsp;be able&amp;nbsp;to write 10 words or less?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-6051191666416582093?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/6051191666416582093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-words-or-less.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/6051191666416582093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/6051191666416582093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/10-words-or-less.html' title='10 words or less'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-4984660639547345891</id><published>2010-03-26T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:36:39.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I just can not&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that Danny is gone. It does not seen possible he fought hard and long. He wanted to live. He had lots of plans. He wanted to go school. He wanted to marry his sweet Megan. He wanted to have children and he just wanted life. People say it will be better in time. Well maybe it may be but I just can not&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that at this time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;MY BOYS ARE MY LIFE THEY ARE MY JOY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh- I am so proud of you. You have grow in to a fine young man your dad and I are very proud of you and we love you so much. And you will do fine in the Air Force. you have done a great job as SMC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny- You fought a good fight. And dad and I are very proud of you. We will always remember you. You lived DeMolay and all the boys should be excited about DeMolay as you were. Salt Lake Chapter will make you proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron- You have&amp;nbsp;grown&amp;nbsp;into a fine young man&amp;nbsp;everyone&amp;nbsp;loves you. You &amp;nbsp;are the life of the party and your dad and I are so proud of you stay true to&amp;nbsp;yourself&amp;nbsp;and be who you are. Thank you for being Danny's hero. You are a HERO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allen- You are my life and I love you so much. You are my best friend and I am so&amp;nbsp;glad&amp;nbsp;I jumped on that bus way back in 1986. Since that day you have made my life fun. Thank you for the 21 years and more to come. I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND A DAY. Thank you for my 3 boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan- You will always be in our&amp;nbsp;daughter&amp;nbsp;you are stuck with us for life. Dad and I love you so much. thank you for loving Danny so much. He loved you so much he would do anything for you. Love you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole- Thank you for coming into our family you will always be our daughter and we are very proud of you as well you are doing a great job in the air force and Thank you for going to the middle east to protect all of us here. Dad and I Love you tons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie- Thank you for being there for my boys you are a great daughter. I just wish you were a real daughter. But we will take you as our own. You have been there when I have always needed you. Dad and I love you tons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle- Thank you for having my back when Learning tree didn't. I am glad that i am working with you again. you are a great friend and a great boss. Thank you for letting me have the time I need to have. I Love ya..I am proud to call you my friend. one of these days we will have our own center. We will be the best owners not like you know who...lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica- I&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;understand what you are going through. I will always be there for you. It is so hard to sit there at the hospital and see your child go&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;all he is going through. I would sit in Danny's hospital room and try to find ways to take what he has and give it to myself so he is not in pain and sick with all those meds he had to take. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for having my back also you have been there for everything and I am proud to call you my friend. I love you and if you need anything please call.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-4984660639547345891?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/4984660639547345891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4984660639547345891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/4984660639547345891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-3591902405367401074</id><published>2010-01-12T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:37:46.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying GoodBye My Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;This poem was written from Aaron. It is so&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;it will make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;The time has come to say Goodbye I will try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It's been so hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;To be in heaven don't you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;But you did not go alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Part of us went with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;The day God took you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;you will forever be in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Your memory will keep us from falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;you should hear the kind words people say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;How you touched their lives in so many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I am so proud and blessed to get to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;That's my brother in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;thank you brother for all you gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;For everything you showed us along the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Now I want to say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Brother'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2566771623617969047</id><published>2009-11-28T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:39:33.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be 5 month since Danny passed away. I think this is the worst time of the year. Danny love Thanksgiving and Christmas. He was a big part of our lives. I love and miss him so much. I can not &amp;nbsp;understand why he had to go so young.&lt;br /&gt;Josh will be leaving on Feb 23rd for boot camp. He is so excited to start his life. I am excited and scared at the same time. I really do not want him to leave. but i understand he needs to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron cut his hair. and colored it black. I miss his long hair. But it was time for it to go. He has a girlfriend that is a wonderful girl. And he is doing good in school &amp;nbsp;he is a SR in high school.&lt;br /&gt;They are great boys and I am proud to say I am their mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2566771623617969047?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2566771623617969047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2566771623617969047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/2566771623617969047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/11/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-1285337493118358126</id><published>2009-11-26T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:17:36.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving With Out Our Danny</title><content type='html'>Today has been a hard day for me. I really have to say this whole week has been hard. I have not done much. go to work do my job come home and just crash. I didn't think it would be so hard for me. But it is hard on me. I just wish I had someone other then my hubby to talk to about what i am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I found out last week that josh is leaving for the air force in feb 23rd so i think that is helping me feel the way i am feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-1285337493118358126?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/1285337493118358126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-with-out-our-danny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1285337493118358126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/1285337493118358126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-with-out-our-danny.html' title='Thanksgiving With Out Our Danny'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-7583215895359151554</id><published>2009-09-20T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:13:44.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did It</title><content type='html'>I did it I started to go through Danny's room today. It was so hard I just cried when I found things that I didn't know that he had. But I started that is all that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-7583215895359151554?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/7583215895359151554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7583215895359151554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/7583215895359151554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-did-it.html' title='I Did It'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-3860005390725549407</id><published>2009-09-20T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:50:56.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3 Sons</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I am changing my blog a little and ad the other to boys to it. I lave all three of them and want to share there lives also. so stay tuned to what is coming. I am going to clean Danny's room today I promise. Talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-3860005390725549407?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/3860005390725549407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-3-sons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/3860005390725549407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/3860005390725549407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-3-sons.html' title='My 3 Sons'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-320193889908723590</id><published>2009-09-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:43:54.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you so</title><content type='html'>I told you I walked into Danny's room and just couldn't go through his stuff. So I will try again another Day. There is no rush..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-320193889908723590?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/320193889908723590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/320193889908723590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/320193889908723590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-8891780783117439553</id><published>2009-09-19T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T08:26:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today will be a hard day for me. I'm going to go through Danny's room. Aaron wants to move into his room so I guess it's time to do it. I have been saying today is the day and I go in there and just cry. So I think that today will be the day. I guess I will have to just cry and do it. So wish me luck and I will let everyone know if I really do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-8891780783117439553?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/8891780783117439553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/dannys-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8891780783117439553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/8891780783117439553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/09/dannys-room.html' title='Danny&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-5263693917114237957</id><published>2009-08-29T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:48:02.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>WOW can you believe it. &lt;div&gt;I lost my boy 2 months ago. It just seems like yesterday for me. I miss my Danny with all my heart. He was my life and joy and now I only have pictures and sweet and wonderful memories to remember him. I know its the way of life but its not fair. I would like to thank all the wonderful people that helped us out during our time of need. I hope that one day if someone needs my help I will be able to help them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love and Miss you Danny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-5263693917114237957?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/5263693917114237957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/5263693917114237957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1011039627709369584/posts/default/5263693917114237957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Ginger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740894805089077807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aPmmJaCsaBg/S61A03g5aMI/AAAAAAAAADc/xDeNeiBE8W8/S220/Ginger%27s+Pics+730.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1011039627709369584.post-2353982466290117511</id><published>2009-08-21T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:38:20.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div class="note_header" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(247, 247, 247); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 6px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 6px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="note_title_share clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="share_and_hide clearfix" style="font-size: 9px; float: right; "&gt;&lt;a onclick="return share_internal_config(&amp;quot;s=4&amp;amp;appid=2347471856&amp;amp;p[]=739986493&amp;amp;p[]=103136156474&amp;quot;);" class="share share_a" title="Send this to friends or post it on your profile." style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 14px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 4px; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zCESH/hash/bnzltvg4.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-right-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-left-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); background-position: 100% -355px; "&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline" style="clear: both; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix" style="clear: both; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; width: 460px; direction: ltr; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is a song I heard that reminds me of Danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Why did he have to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So young I just don't know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things happen half the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without reason without rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely, sweet young man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;son, love and brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just have to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he walks with Jesus and his loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know he's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loved ones he left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just trying to survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And understand the why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling so lost inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anger shot straight at God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then asking for His love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Empty with disbelief &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just hoping that maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he walks with Jesus and his loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know he's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His picture in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will always be of times I'll cherish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I won't cry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he walks with jesus and his loved ones waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know he's smiling saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don..t worry 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1011039627709369584-2353982466290117511?l=slcmomrecord.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slcmomrecord.blogspot.com/feeds/2353982466290117511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Danny Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt; is a remarkable young man and a cherished member of the Utah DeMolay family.  He is the middle son of the Record boys.  His older brother, Josh, is our current State Master Councilor and his younger brother, Aaron, is our current State Junior Councilor.  His father, Allen, is the Grand Lecture for our Grand Lodge and is a member of the Executive Officer’s state staff.  His mother, Ginger, is the first female Chapter Advisor for Utah and was the Advisor of the Year last year for her incredible support when all three of her sons were Master Councilor at the same time (Josh – SMC, Danny – MC Salt Lake Chapter &amp;amp; Aaron – MC for RW Moore Chapter).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;The Record Brothers story is remarkable in itself, but for these brothers to have accomplished so much together is all the more incredible when you include the grim fact that since April of 2006, Danny has been fighting Leukemia.  Danny served back-to-back terms as Master Councilor, earning himself the Utah DeMolay of the Year award and leading one of the two chapters he serves to the title of Chapter of the Year in 2008 all while battling cancer and suffering through chemotherapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;[Shared by his mother]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;On April 23, 2006, we were told something that no parent would ever want to hear that your child has cancer.  Danny was diagnosed with Pre-B Cell Leukemia (ALL).  When the doctors were telling us this all I could think of is grab Danny and never let him go.  Why does a child have to go through this it's not fair. At the time of his diagnosis he was a sophomore at Granger High School, and a member of the schools wrestling team.  Danny was removed from school and immediately began chemotherapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Danny's doctors worked very hard and were able to get the Cancer into remission in less than 6 weeks.  With the type of Cancer he has, remission is not the end.  His treatment plan included Chemotherapy for three and a half years. Danny developed AVN (Avascular Necrosis).  This is a disease that causes the bones to begin to die because of low, or no blood flow.  This was caused by the steroids that are part of the Cancer treatment.   The AVN caused Danny's hip to break making it very painful for Danny to walk, or even sit.  The doctors sent him to a orthopedic that specializes in AVN and the decision was made to rebuild his hip by taking a bone graft from his lower leg and reconstructing the ball of the femur with the new bone, then connect good blood vessels to the new bone.  The surgery was very hard on Danny, and he lost a lot of blood, but in the end, the reconstruction was successful. During all this Danny would come to Chapter meetings on crutches. He wanted his chapter to succeed and to see the chapter grow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;In February of this year, we saw the end of the road.  He was scheduled to complete his Chemotherapy in August, and he was making plans to move forward with his life. He was Junior Councilor again.   Just as we thought we were about done, the worst possible news came to us again.  Danny's Cancer had returned.  Not only was the Cancer back, it was worse that it was before. “Why Danny,” I said, “it’s not fair has he been through enough l do not understand.” I just wanted to take it from him, he has been through this, and he is not supposed to do this again. NO! NO! NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Danny spent over 50 days in the hospital during February and March.  During this time, the doctors started very aggressive Chemotherapy, and tried to do it without the steroids, as they knew that the steroids would cause more problems.  After a couple weeks, they found that there was no improvement.  We then had a real hard decision to make, either keep trying with the same therapy that we knew was not working, or go to a different therapy that included the steroids, knowing that there would be more complications.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;The other part of the treatment was that this time, Danny will require a bone marrow transplant.  The transplant itself has its own set of risks associated with it, but without it, Danny's odds of survival are negligible.  The first thing the doctors did was to test his two brothers to see if either of them would be a match.  The odds are not good for this; in fact there is only a 35% chance that a sibling is a match.  To our delight, Danny's little brother Aaron was a perfect match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;That brings us to today.  In order for the transplant to happen, Danny must be in remission.  About 2 weeks ago, we learned that the therapy is working, Danny was declared in remission and we are now in the process of doing all the final preparations and work up for the transplant. He has to go through 3 days of radiation 2 times a day. Danny has to stand for about 45 min. Then he has to have Chemotherapy for 4 days then he gets to have a day of rest.  Then the day of rest is where they go and harvest the bone marrow from Aaron. They have to put a line in Aaron’s neck and pull out the bone marrow. Then the next day is the bone marrow transplant. We are so hopeful for Danny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;[Current Update]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;It is with a heavy heart that I provide this update.  The bone marrow transplant occurred a few weeks prior to ISC Sessions and initially it appeared that this harrowing journey would be over.  Sadly, as with many cancers, this has not been the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;One week ago everything was going great with Danny's progress. He then contracted a virus and was trying to overcome it. On the Friday of ISC Sessions, he took a turn for the worst and the family almost lost him. He was moved to the ICU with failing kidney and liver functions. His abdomen was also filling up with fluid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;The medical team placed a tube in his abdomen to drain off the fluids and also placed two tubes in his neck for dialysis. On Saturday he was seeing some signs of improvement. As they drained off the fluids his kidney functions began slightly improving. So far they have drained off 10 Liters of fluid. The doctors believe that the fluid build-up is a result of his reduced liver functions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;He has contracted a liver disease called Veno-occlusive Disease (VOD) which causes an improper functioning of the liver by blocking the flow of blood through the liver. At 6:00 this evening they began giving him an experimental drug to combat the VOD.  His mother contacted me this morning to inform me that they had to place him on life support because his breathing has become extremely labored.  He is listed as stable but critical condition.  Please keep Danny and his family in your prayers as we are hoping for the blessing of God in his fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12px; font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;To the extended family of DeMolay International:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;It is with a heavy heart and great sadness that I notify everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;that Danny lost his battle with cancer.  He fought valiantly through the weekend but in the end was too weary to fight on.  I would like to share this message sent out by his parents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight June 29 2009  at 6:10, we lost our dear sweet Danny. He fought so hard, for so long, his body just couldn't hold out any longer. He was surrounded by his whole family, he didn't go alone. We will miss him so much, We Love Him, and are So Proud of him. I don't know if any parent could be any prouder, than we are of Danny. I don't know if this void can ever be filled. Thank you all for your love and support. Once we have arrangements made, we will let you all know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Ginger &amp;amp; Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;Danny was our only Chevalier this year and was invested with this honor on Sunday in his hospital room and will be buried with is cords per his request.  The family has requested a DeMolay Funeral Service and a Masonic Graveside Service as he was also a new Master Mason.  His brothers Josh (SMC) and Aaron (SJC) will be conducting the DeMolay Funeral Service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-size:undefined;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-size:undefined;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; font-size:undefined;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;“Dad” Steve Lancaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; font-size:85%;"&gt;E.O. 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