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Sunday, July 29, 2001

Island Park

On July 26th, Mom and I drove up to Island Park, Idaho to spend a couple of days with my uncle Don and his family. I played games with my cousins, AnnGee, Michael, and Teresa. We went horseback riding up a mountain and when I tried to get on the horse, the back of my jeans ripped. We went and saw Damn Yankees at the Playmill Theatre in West Yellowstone.

On July 27th, We went to Big Springs and saw the big fish. We went back to the cabin and worked on a puzzle. All of us girls, drove up to see Old Faithful and missed it while we were eating in the lodge, because we got distracted by a squirrel in the dining room. Mom bought me a dream catcher necklace. We went and saw Forever Plaid at the Playmill Theatre. AnnGee had me hold her hand while she wanted to shake hands with the cast after. When we got back to the cabin, we played some more games.

On July 28th, My aunt Elaine and uncle Less came up to the cabin right as Don and his family were leaving. Mom bought me a ring and a butterfly necklasce. We went and saw Little Shop of Horrors at the Playmill Theatre. After the play, we went a got Pizza from Gusher's. We also got a raspberry vanilla bar from Dairy Queen.

Today, we drove home.

Saturday, July 21, 2001

My Cousin Paul

On July 7th, we went and volunteered at Deseret Industries for three hours, sorting stuff into bins.

On July 9th, we had a flood in our basement. Dad was away on business and Ryan went and saw a movie with his friend Joey, so mom and I were the only ones home. We had to keep vacuuming the water and plugging up the window sill with towels.

On July 13th, Mom and I went to take a craft class at Michael's. We learned how to make paper butterflies and watercolor them.

On July 17th, the judge sentenced my cousin Paul to 30 days in jail, for child negligence.

On July 18th, we found out that Paul went back to where Gage went missing and committed suicide with a gun. I feel so sad. I just saw Paul at his brother's wedding reception and he seemed in good spirits. I felt so bad that the media crucified him and he felt he had no other option.

Yesterday, we went to Paul's viewing and funeral, which was closed casket due to the fact he shot himself in the face.

Today, we went to his funeral. I thought it was odd they had his ex-wife speak. She is the sister of one of our friends in our ward, named Debbie. We didn't know this until Gage went missing.