Snake attack...

When John and I were young, probably around six and four, we were playing in the backyard of our American Fork house. I remember jumping off of the swing, and heading over to the porch to go in the house. But right there in the middle of the sidewalk, was a big water snake. I started screaming, and John just rolled his eyes at me, walked over to the pile of bricks in the carport, and smashed the snake. He saved my life! From then on, my little brother was my big hero. Happy Birthday John--I love you!

The Major Paper Cut...

I jut HAD to share this memory. It is such a funny family story.
John and I were fighting one time (I know, we never did this, but for some reason we were this night;) ) and he grabbed my vocabulary book (which was about the size of a Primary Manual) from the table and chucked it at me. I'm no dummy, I ducked, and the missile intended for me hit dad right on top of the head. John and I immediately stopped fighting so we could join together laughing at dad writhing in pain. His head was bleeding, and dad said "That is one major paper cut!" Whenever I think about that Pleasant Grove house and High School, I think of my vocabulary book and this crazy story.

I remember when we moved into our first house in St. George that John helped the movers and I believe they gave him some money. He also was excited because they let him ride his Big Wheel down the ramp off of the moving truck.

He used to ride that bike down the hill in front of our house SO fast that it frightened me if I watched. I suppose he has done many things of the adventurous type over the years that I'm glad I haven't seen.

Does anyone remember the baby chick that we had at that house? I think it got sick and John ended up burying it in our yard.

John has always been a kind and sensitive person (despite his trying to act like he isn't) who is willing to help others.

John

In honor of John's birthday, let's all share a memory of him. Try to post your story before Saturday. Label: John