Here's Los Tres Amigos, all leaning on their shovels - nice shovels, eh? We are fortunate indeed to be led by these three, Presidents McAllister, Hall, & Johnson.
As you might expect at a function such as this, there was no shortage of cameras, and here is Brother Richins, complete with bluetooth, contemplating his next shot. The crews operating those rigs you can see in the background were there, and just waiting for the festivities to die down to resume their work. They have a deadline of getting all grading down prior to November 1, and you don't even want to know why.
And here is a crowd shot. It is the best shot I could get of Grandma. I kept trying, but there always seemed to be someone in the way, or else everybody was looking like we were there to bury someone rather than dig footings. Just to the left of Grandma is Sister Elliott of the Wheatland Ward, one of the finest folks. To the right of Grandma is Caroline Nichols Shumway, one of the descendents of the original. And behind Grandma is one of the Capps family, daughter of the current bishop of the Wheatland Ward.
Now we're down to the photo op crowd. Here is Pres. Hall, Bishop Takahashi, and Bro. McKee (standing in for Bishop Capps, who was with his family on a trip), all looking good for the camera crowd. It was really nice weather, with a cool little breeze, but obviously suit coats were optional.
Here's a shot of three of my favorites: Pres. Hall, Bishop Bradbury, and Pres. Johnson. Bishop Bradbury was the bishop of the Wheatland Ward during the end of my service, and was released when he decided to return to night school to study law. What a blessing he will be when he gets out. He is among the top of his class at McGeorge. When he moved into our stake (in his 30's) he had already been a bishop in Logan, UT. He followed one of the best bishops we had in the stake, and didn't skip a beat, being a natural for the calling.
And finally, I'll direct you to Peter's blog for the picture of some guy in a really nice Panama talking to Bishop Bradbury. The most important thing in that photo is one Logan Bradbury, who is looking directly into the camera. I had the great opportunity to visit with Logan, who is about 18 months old, while he was being held by his mother (another one of those Saints indeed in Wheatland). This is a special young man.