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Salt Lake City

Breakfast with Greg and Catherine before leaving town.

Then we said goodbye to David and headed home.

Mom got a fantastic letter from Kylei talking about how much she had influenced her growing up. Mom read it over and over and has showed it to everyone that would pay attention. It was so sweet and genuinely poignant.

She thought she had her purse stolen at one point, no matter how much I tried to convince her it was probably misplaced in the hotel room. By the time we made it back she had herself worked up over it so much, she made a beeline to the nearest housekeeper, while I was frantically searching her room, and thank goodness I found it before she could give those poor housekeeper what-for. No amount of logic works to convince her when she is in that state of mind.

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