The Wolffs

 



Us wolves have many fond memories of mom and dad or grandma and grandpa gibb,on the farm and in Cardston. I remember going to the farm one winter with some of our grandkids and watching the birth of a calf, (Robb taking pics of corse) the kids actually clapped when it finally stood up. I remember bumming the bucket and riding down to the river bottom in Larry's big dump truck to go tubing, and the many wiener roasts also. We have made it to at least 98% of the first of july celebrations...even when we lived in Toronto for 5 years we were able to come to 2 of those july 1st.  I remember our first Christmas back from Toronto and the snow drifts behind the farm house were as huge as they ever were.  Scott and Kevin put on winter clothes that grandma was able to find and they shoveled and shoveled until they had dug out a huge cave that they wanted to sleep in (but didn't).

Thank you mom and dad for the wonderful memories, the great example and influence for good you are and have been, your steadfastness in the gospel of which you live and show others by example.  All 13 of us wolves know that your door is always open and gracious service will be given to us until we leave..... with a strong desire to come back.  in behalf of all the wolff pack...we love you both very much.

Marge