Corinne Udy

I Remember.


I Remember the grin of a special man.


I Remember him sitting through hours of drill team reviews and never missing a basketball, volleyball or softball game, he was my biggest fan.


I Remember early morning cattle drives and him making me wear heavy ugly chaps for warmth.


I Remember vacations, road trips and traveling the wrong way on one way streets. And while he let us sleep would take early morning walks.


I Remember scoldings and pep talks.


I Remember strong but gentle hands giving me blessings from the priesthood which he had.


I Remember Dad.


I Remember.

This Picture is when Dad and came camping with Burke and I and the kids in Elba.

Boy to talk about Dad is so easy. He made life so memorable. He taught me to work hard and play after. I remember trips to Indian Springs after each harvest was up. I remember picnics at Elba after checking cows or fixing fence. I remember his teasing and his jokes.

I remember Dad insisting on morning prayer. Even if I was half way kneeling with a toothbrush in my mouth. Then he and mom would sneak off to the porch so he could kiss her good-bye before she went to work. He loved her so much and though he would hide his kisses- he never hid his love and respect for her.

One very special thing that really sticks out was one trip home from college. I was struggling with a couple things in my life and all I said was that I needed a Father's Blessing'. I was so scared he was going to start asking all sorts of questions, but he gave me one of the most incredible blessings. He hugged me afterward and that was all that was said about it. He had enough faith for both of us, for that I am so grateful.

When Dad and Mom worked in the temple, I loved our little trip to Smiths for sweet and sour chicken, or Skippers for shrimp.

Just before I married I was home on a Sunday afternoon and Dad and I saddled the horses and we went for a ride down by the willows. I remember just visiting and laughing and talking with Dad about everything from my new life to the cows. And I cherish that horse ride so much. It was just me and Dad.

Even as Dad's health started to fail he still showed support by watching his grand kids do whatever they were involved in even dance. He was an incredible man and I miss him so much. I know there has been times when I was doing baptism at the temple that he was there to remind me that he loves me, and that he is watching over us always. Until he can greet us in heaven.