This morning, Sorensons of all ages piled onto a bus to tour Grandma's hometown of Brigham City. Grandma marveled that her posterity fills an entire bus.
After months of planning this tour, Grandpa was eager to get on the road. Moments after we drove away from the hotel, the bus came to a halt. "Why are we stopping?!" Grandpa asked. Grandma calmly replied, "We're at a stoplight."
In Brigham City, we visited many places that Grandma knew and loved in her youth. They included the beautiful Brigham City Tabernacle . . .
. . . and the little house where she grew up. Her father's dairy farm has long since been replaced by new homes, but Dad and Uncle Nile still have fond memories of their adventures in the old barn and orchards that once adjoined the house.
We ate Maddox fried chicken for lunch, (eat your heart out, Colonel Sanders). Grandma worked for Maddox as a teenager, and learned their secret chicken recipe. I could be biased, but I think she makes Maddox chicken better than the restaurant does.
The highlight of the tour was our visit to the Third Ward chapel where Grandma attended church as a girl. The building has a stunning stained glass window of the First Vision, which Grandma says kindled the first sparks of her testimony years ago. She also recalled bearing her testimony in that church when she was about eleven years old. When she finished speaking the Spirit strongly confirmed the truth of what she had just said. Her faith has remained unshaken ever since.
After months of planning this tour, Grandpa was eager to get on the road. Moments after we drove away from the hotel, the bus came to a halt. "Why are we stopping?!" Grandpa asked. Grandma calmly replied, "We're at a stoplight."
In Brigham City, we visited many places that Grandma knew and loved in her youth. They included the beautiful Brigham City Tabernacle . . .
. . . and the little house where she grew up. Her father's dairy farm has long since been replaced by new homes, but Dad and Uncle Nile still have fond memories of their adventures in the old barn and orchards that once adjoined the house.
We ate Maddox fried chicken for lunch, (eat your heart out, Colonel Sanders). Grandma worked for Maddox as a teenager, and learned their secret chicken recipe. I could be biased, but I think she makes Maddox chicken better than the restaurant does.
The highlight of the tour was our visit to the Third Ward chapel where Grandma attended church as a girl. The building has a stunning stained glass window of the First Vision, which Grandma says kindled the first sparks of her testimony years ago. She also recalled bearing her testimony in that church when she was about eleven years old. When she finished speaking the Spirit strongly confirmed the truth of what she had just said. Her faith has remained unshaken ever since.
8 comments:
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anyways, looks like you had a blast, what a wonderful experience to share with your family!!
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That is so special. The family historian in me is jumping out of my skin... I wish I were part of the Sorenson clan that day! I am also jealous that you ate at Maddox... Yummy.
glad you had a fun trip. the stained glass window is so beautiful!
that is so amazing...
i would love to do something like that with my families...
hearing stories of people so important and actually seeing it...wow...that is amazing
Maddox...yummy! We always ate there when we drove from Idaho to Utah, or vice versa. Can I get the recipe?
That is so beautiful.
Also, I love the stoplight story.
We will need to try that Maddox chicken. Her house she grew up in is cute. Love the mural in the chapel. Family trips are always fun.
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