Ingram Chronicle
Vol. 3 No. 6

Well, another summer is about passed. We’ve been to Utah and back now, with quite a fine visit with all our families there. We were able to make two visits to Saint George ORE, especially with Monika and the children, to see how all have grown so much. We had fine visits with Alex and Lisa, Bob and Marcia, Harold and Monika, and their children.
It was a shock to see Grandfather Frank in his last days, with his body failing him so. It was good to be able to visit with him at least a little. We were able to see the tender care that Aunt Annette and Cousin Paul were giving him in his last days, and the caring that the other Torres brothers and Lamb cousins were there to help provide him. The feelings of all the people of the Parley’s 4th Ward were very comforting for the family through the memorial service.
The interment in Logan City Cemetery was very nice, with the assistance of the mortuary staff and all. We were able to gather there after the drive up from Salt Lake City, in peace and safety.
All of the Fonnesbeck family members were able to assemble together, your mother and I, Christian and Sydney, Annette and Emerito, Kathryn and Wayne, and Robert, except that Kristine was not able to be there. She is recuperating from her auto accident—severe broken bones and strained tissues—but beginning to heal and get around the house.
Your mother and I were able to see Zion National Park from the Park Shuttle Bus. We also took our usual drive through the tunnel toward the East side of the Park, and enjoyed the scenery very much.
While in St George the first time, we saw a local production of "The Sound Of Music" in the round as performed by the St George Musical Theater group. The casting was very good, Maria, the Baron von Trapp, and the Mother Superior were in very good voice. The Nazis were the ones you could really hate! It was an outstanding production.
We also took Rosalyn, Monika, and the kids to see "The Beauty And The Beast" at Tuahcan Outdoor Theater near Ivins, but the performance got rained out part way through—with lightning and thunder and all—just not safe for the cast or the patrons!
Brian drove my pickup truck up to Salt Lake City to visit, and was able to attend the memorial service for Grandfather. He brought a friend, TJ, to be with him on the road, so when they were to take Rosalyn back with them, they had to trade the pickup for the van, and your mother and I drove it back to Yuma when we came home.
There is much to do to take care of all the family heirlooms in the house on South 20th East, to close the home of some sixty some years. There are many memories that prevail in the walls and rooms of the place. Many happy and sad moments have transpired there. The sharing of many little things were of importance, to have mementos and relics of lives lived in full, and the great love that filled the rooms and all. The little Hummel figures that filled the mantle above the fireplace were treasures to be shared among the daughters and granddaughters. Pictures and other items will be shared through the family, to remain as reminders to all of the great love that was shared there.
We are back at work here in Yuma, doing those things that need to be done about the house. We've had several wet monsoon rains in the area, some really wetting down the neighborhoods. Fortunately, we were in the house as the rains started, so we didn't have to venture out and get really wet—the cars were closed up and safe from the downpour! We went out on the front porch to see the rain up close and personal without getting too exposed. The rain was a pleasant relief from the usual August heat—but the humidity can get unbearable!
Well, this will be all for this edition.
Love, Dad