We were so blessed to attend Grandma Bangerter's funeral in Utah last Monday. I was reminded of many stories from her life, from her beginnings on a ranch in Mexico, the youngest of thirteen, to marrying and raising children of her own, to the several missions she served with my Grandpa, to her work at the temple and the MTC during the last years of her life. I am so grateful for her example. She truly endured to the end.

While we were there, we were also grateful to spend time with family. Olivia and Brooklyn loved getting to play together again.

Olivia also got the chance to sit on a quilt that was handmade by her great great grandma and now belongs to my mom.
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Now I have to know who made the quilt. Catherine?
You'll have to ask my mom...I'm not positive.
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