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Show 71 including ballroom and country-line dancing, which my brother would eventually also take up, "charm" compensating for his linebacker build and lack of skill. They would meet in a singles ward. My brother would notice her during church, then talk to her during a weekly stilt-making activity. He would mention to her that he was taking night classes and working full-time in order to become financially and academically eligible for BYU. He would say that he wanted to go into real estate, that he had a true testimony of the church, the strength of which he only discovered on his mission. She would look into his brown eyes, see that he meant it. I was thinking about how he would propose to her-deciding between hiring a horse and carriage and wearing knight in shining armor clothing, or taking her up to the top of Mount Timpanogos and proposing there-when the scripture ended. The sequence seemed faster than I remembered, and Christ's birth as a whole felt anticlimactic as I had hardly listened to a word of it, and besides it was only 9:00. My mom then went upstairs and brought down a dozen roses that she had been hiding somewhere and presented them to Aunt Ina. She said she remembered how Ina used to say her husband Earl presented her with a dozen roses every Christmas. Ina started to cry and break everyone's heart. I had no idea who this woman was. After we felt we had observed the necessary period of looking at our feet in silence, my older cousins and uncles started gathering around the chips and brownies to talk about the Jazz's chances this year. The kids hovered around the Christmas tree investigating gifts. My mom was laughing with some of the other |
