Old Time Rock and Roll

Yesterday Chloe had a field trip to a Chinese Restaurant where they had chinese food and watched dragon dancers. Matt was able to watch Mason and Josie so we could go. We decided to take Matt's truck. When we got in the truck and started it up the song "Old Time Rock and Roll" came blasting on. I instantly thought of Dad and how he loved to see his girls drive standard trucks. I knew that this was one of his favorite songs to, so I started to sing along and dance while driving with Chloe. She quickly picked up on the lyrics and joined in. We felt happy knowing dad and Papa Bob was nearby singing and dancing with us. :)

More hunting!

Another one of dad's hunts bites the dust.  He hunted enough for all of us for sure!!

Wranglers

Bob always wore wrangler jeans. One time when we were on a trip. We stopped to see the Horning Family in Ohio. (Kris had served his mission in Twin Falls and spent some time in our home.) When we got there Kris's mom looked at Bob and said "you have a wrangler butt". Bob turned red and was embarrassed. Then we all had a laugh about the comment. She said well you can tell because Bob had been in the saddle alot?

Grandma Baker and kids in 1977

Dad always told us how much he loved Grandma and Grandpa Baker, some of his heros.

Smoke and Hot dogs!

Dad loved to find any excuse he could to go spend time in the mountains.  Were the hot dogs any good Margie?  This must have been before dad stopped wanting to rough it.  I remember the older we got and he got, the more stuff we would have to bring camping and the longer it would take to set up camp.  I miss the times when we would just throw out a foam pad and lay under the stars and listen to some hunting story for the fifteenth time with a new little twist.  I could use one of those stories right now to tell the kids for bedtime.  I just remembered, we have those stories that he wrote a few months back about a lot of those bear stories and other fun hunting stories.  Yeah!  I've got new material for Spencer and Little Bob (Drew) now!!

Biscuts & Gravy

I have been craving biscuts lately and it reminded me of Dad's "Favorite" breakfast. I enjoyed making biscuts and gravy when he was around. Ahh...the good times. I think I need to make some soon.

Baptised with the frogs and bugs!

Two of my heros are in this picture, (not myself either!), Dad and Grandpa Ward.  I'm glad they're buddies again.  They were there to give me many of my 'firsts' in this life, picking rocks to throwing a baseball!

The Man From Snowy River

I'm not sure how many times we watched that film.  I think it was one of dad's favorites.  Every time we would ride down a steeper bank, even a sort of non-steep bank we would lean way back and pretend that we were the ones riding after the wild mustangs.  I think that joke is still alive and well.  I know if I could get on a mule or horse right now and go down a steep hill or mountain, I'd pull the trick, but I'd probably a bit behind dad, because he always was in the lead, and I didn't want to get out of line!  I wish I could go on one more mule/horse ride with him.  Just one more, that's all I ask, I'd be willing to give up all my Christmas presents for the rest of my life in exchange for it, and a lot more things as well.  But, I'm sure we all would, in fact, I know we all would.  He would for us…

What cute kids!

Remember the good old days when your birthday cakes were as big as your hairdo?  Those were the days!  We had lots of birthday parties with dad and I'm sure we'll continue to have them with him as well.  Just won't always be able to hear his jokes!!

Remember When

When this song came out a few years ago, Bob told me that every time he heard it he thought about me. So every time I hear it, I think about Bob and the life we had together. I had been trying to find this song on the radio the last few months (since I am not very good at remembering the name of songs). So the other morning as I was talking to Kipp (he had called to wish me a happy birthday) the song came on the radio. I told Kipp to wait a minute while I listened to get the name and who sang it. As I listened tears filled my eyes because I know that Bob was playing it for me and wishing me a happy birthday. Thanks Bob...I love you...and I will always Remember When.

Tree House

Memory by Kent Hamilton

Another story: I remember wanting a tree house but no one could find time to help me. Then I asked Bob, he took great pride in helping me get the house built. We laid the foundation with 4 large poles and then a center pole, then we laid pallets for a floor, then the sides. Bob left that summer we had the bottom floor done. It became a big tree house, 5 stories high, it had a carpet on the bottom floor, and 8 track player , lights, and even a pot belly fire place. I could get 15 kids in that tree at one time. Thanks for the great planning of my brother Bob! I have many special memories in that tree house!! Thanks Bob!!

4-H

Memory by Kent Hamilton

One story I have of my brother Bob is when I was in 4-H he was an inspiration to me. He got me started in 4-H in a club out South of town near Rogerson I believe. I bought me a calf a Hereford heifer. She only weighed about 100 pounds. She was so cute! I remember feeding her from the bottle until she was bigger. Bob attended to showing me how to show her, I remember how good he was at fitting and showing! “hold her head high, straighten her feet directly below the hips and shoulders, and STARE at the Judge” he would tell me! He used to play the Judge. Then we would walk around the pasture just talking and walking for hours it seemed, just talking about life! Another story is I remember how Dad, Tom and Bob all were going to the Angus sale in Jerome and they let me go with them, before the sale they had a weight judge contest where they let a steer come in to the sale ring and we got to guess his weight. The one who guessed closest to the actual weight won $50.00. Well I was only about 11 years old and well you guessed it they told me what to write down and Ya Hoo!! I won! Boy was I proud. Nope I didn’t share the money, I know if it happened today I would! Another story is of how Bob had this one particular Angus cow, no matter what she would always charge me!! I told Bob he would say “just ignore her she wont hurt you!” Oh yea right I would say, I tried it but yes she would bump her head on my butt and that was all it took for me!! I was soooo scared of her and I think she knew it! Anyway she was artificially inseminated and while Bob had her and the calf at the fair he came to me and said they were going to have a special show for ABS breeds. He asked me to show the calf. I was so shocked that he would ask me, of course I said yes! Well the calf took first place. I was so proud. I remember sitting in the stall with the trophy, and far away from its mother of course! Smiling at all of the people walking by! Boy was I proud! I still have that trophy by my bed to this day! Dated 1973. Along with its Big Blue Ribbon. Thanks Bob!

Corn Seed

Memory by Lori Dayley

Bob brought us corn seed when we moved to Spokane in 1988. We planted it in our garden for YEARS and it was THE BEST corn EVER!! We always think of him when we plant the corn, but it's never the same without his good seeds.
Posted by Lori December 30, 2008

Pinon Pine Christmas Trees

Each year we would get a pinon pine tree for Christmas. Some years Bob would cut one from the mountains and others we would buy one in town. We always loved them because they made the house smell Christmasy. One year we brought one home (that we had bought)and put it up downstairs. We always let them warm up over night before decorating them. So I went downstairs the next morning and the smell wasn't quite like Christmas Tree. It smelled like dog. I looked around (or sniffed) and the only thing that smelled doggy was the tree. Bob and I decided that it was a tree on the corner of the lot and ever dog that went by marked the tree. So I got out a bucket of soapy water and washed off the branches that smelled. Soon the tree was as beautiful as ever.

We all decided to come home for Christmas this year. So this year I wanted a pinon pine tree to put up at our home. Matt and Alice went to town and got one. It was beautiful and the grandkids helped decorate it. I love having a real tree. It was wonderful having Christmas together. We laughed and remembered past years with Bob and how excited he would get. I would catch him shaking his presents trying to guess what was inside. I know he was there watching us open our presents and enjoying his family. Bob thanks for the wonderful memories of Chistmas.

New Year's Eve

Memory by RaeAnna

So I remember a New Year's Eve with Bob, G'Lenn, Kipp and Alice coming to our dinky little trailer in Rexburg. Matt was a baby, and we decided to get together. Bob decided to bring his gun to shoot off at the stroke of midnight. Here we were in a 10 x 35 foot trailer, living in a trailer court, and Bob whips out his gun and starts shooting it. I remember being scared to death, and he was laughing his head off. After a round or so of the shots... we were banging pans and lids together, and we just started laughing. Little did we know back then that everyone was being idiots and we had shot in the direction of 'nothing' on the hill....but it made for a good memory. All the New Years' haven't been so dramatic, although fireworks all over the place have always added to a fun time. Thanks for always making it a party, Bob & G'Lenn. You guys were the greatest, and still are!! ~~~RaeAnna