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[Comments] (1) Family History: Uncle Justin: John, Rachel, and I, and Rachel's friend Becca, went to dinner with Uncle Justin and Aunt Barbara on Friday night. They took us to the Back Bay Cafe, which is more like a country club than a cafe. The food was delicious and we had a great time. Uncle Justin opened the floor up to questions about anything from 1928 on. Here's the scoop.

When Lorna was born, Justin was upset that his Mom was gone in the hospital for so long and he set fire to the chicken house.

He lived in a "rough neighborhood" growing up and was in a "gang" with King and Buster Green when he was 12 years old. They would pretend to hold a rope across the road when cars came by, and were caught doing that by a probation officer. Actually, he caught Buster who told on King who told on Justin. When the officer showed up at the front door, Della had no idea Justin had been out of the house - he was supposed to be in bed. They spent the night in the State St. Hospital (the Juvenile Infirmary). They were fed breakfast in the morning and Justin didn't like the eggs so he threw them out the window and they landed on someone's head.

Bonus quotes:

Justin: See, I predicted my wife would get excited about the permit -
Barbara: I don't give a rat's ass about your permit!

Barbara, re the giant dog standing across her legs: This is how wolfhounds do "lap dog."

: Saturday was the E&Y Disneyland day. Rachel and her friend Becca came down to go with us. We had tons of fun, of course, and between the four of us had 15 ice creams. We were there 14 hours, saw both Fantasmic! shows, and went on Space Mountain three times. It was pretty hot, but we all wore hats and sunscreen and we got a free sprayer/fan from John's work.

Today was another quote-filled day in Primary.

Elizabeth: I don't know what my testimony is.
Susie: It's just if you believe in Jesus.
Elizabeth: I do believe in Jesus. But my brother is nine and he doesn't believe in Jesus. Wait, I mean he doesn't believe in Santa.

4 year old visitor: I'm being shy.

Elizabeth: What is pregnant?
Susie: It's when a baby starts growing in your tummy.
Elizabeth: And then you get fat.
Susie: Yes, like Sister Faas.
Elizabeth: I wish you were my mom.

Kc: My friend is a little bit fatter, like my brother, and this dress doesn't fit her anymore.

Elizabeth: I like being in this class.


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