When I went into labor it was the bearing down pain, so we had to rush and get me to the hospital. Larry called our neighbor and had their daughter come over to stay with Sherry and Bret. This was around 3AM in the morning. I had Bret and Sherry around 8 PM so this was different. We raced to Salt Lake City around a 45 minute drive. My doctor was waiting for me as he knew that I delivered fast. When Garen was born, Dr. Latteier said "It's a boy and he looks just like his Dad." That was because Garen had a receding hair line. I thought all of our kids looked like their Dad.
I know Garen is an unusual name and this is how we picked that name. Larry and I had some very special friends in Grantsville. They were our neighbors and we ended up doing a lot of things together. Their names were Sharon and Gary. A lot of times when we would say their names, for some reason we would run the names together. Like Sharon and Garen. So we decided to name Garen after them. Larry always wanted to give the kids a name that couldn't be turned into a nickname. Larry, Garen's oldest son named his first son Garen.
Garen was my baby, and I spoiled him rotten. Larry warned me about spoiling him, but I loved to rock my babies, and I couldn't stand to let them cry. Garen had a bad temper and when he didn't get his way, he would throw his head back and scream. One time we were visiting his Grandma and Grandpa Staley, and Garen had a screaming fit and threw his head back and hit me in the chin. It really hurt me and I picked him up and shook him a little and said, "I can't stand you, you little brat." Well Grandma didn't like this and when we got home, I found out that Grandma had called Larry and told him about the incident. I was under a lot of stress having had three children really close together, moving twice and the last move from Grantsville to Las Vegas, leaving behind my best friend Sharon. After Larry and I talked about it he understood. Also the reason we were in Salt Lake was to go to our old doctors as we were all sick. We found out later we had picked up a bug from raw milk.
Garen had a tough time being picked on by his siblings and as they would be playing in another room, I would hear him screaming. I would run into the room, and the screaming had stopped abruptly. He would look pale and limp, it scared me. Finally one day I caught him as he passed out. He would hold his breath and pass out for a second or two. It scared me, but I learned to run him to the sink and sprinkle some water on his face and it would stop him. To this day, he still has a bad temper.
|Not sure how old I think around 6|
|Bret's Baptism Day|
|A Christmas present Trampoline|
|Bret and Garen Christmas late 70's|
|Mom, Pops, Bret, Garen, and Renee|
|Garen raised a lamb for the fair. Joder was his name and Garen got too attached to him and cried when he had to auction Joder off|
|Grandpa with Garen, Larry, and Cortney at a Grandpa Staley Reunion|
|Sherry, Mom, Bret and Garen Staley family reunion|
One of the hardest times in our lives is when I married Frank and we moved to Oklahoma. We were all homesick for our home and friends in Overton. We would go to the Wichita Wild Life Refuge park not to far from our home, and we prayed our hearts out that something would happen so that we could move back to Overton. Long story short, Frank had the spirit tell him on a trip to Oklahoma City, that we should move back to Overton. We hadn't unpacked all the boxes from our move, and you should have seen how fast we packed up the house and was ready to leave.
I never dreamed that my relationship with Garen and his family would fall apart, but for the past eight or nine years that is exactly what has happened. My heart has been broken as I have missed out on so much in my grand kids lives. Marriages, great grand kids being born and not being able to see them. They think I don't like them, but that is so far from the truth. The truth is that I do not want to cause problems within their family, and that I love them very much. Just wish there was a redo button to push. Garen, you will probably never see this, but I want to wish you a very Happy 50th Birthday. You and Natalie have raised a wonderful bunch of kids. I will love you forever........MOM