I ran over to the sexton's office and was able to find the grave of Enoch Randall. It was a bit tricky because his full name is James Enoch Randall, but always went by Enoch. He is a great, great, great uncle of mine and was a very prominent citizen of Weber County. He was named after his grandfather, Enoch Severn, an Anglican preacher in England. My Enoch is also named after Enoch Severn (and also, of course, the prophet).
We were also able to drive past Enoch Randall's home. Isn't it beautiful? I love it.
After the cemetery, we went to my aunt's home for lunch. As we drove up to her driveway I couldn't believe my eyes. Guess what I saw?
Yep, that is our old Trooper. Really, how many Troopers out there are that color? We looked inside and it was definitely our old car. What are the odds? It had a Bonneville High School parking pass hanging from the rear view mirror. I'm glad someone is taking good care of it.
On our way home we stopped in Salt Lake to leave flowers and a flag at the grave of my Grandpa Halverson. It was a good day to remember those we have lost and how lucky we are to be able to see them again.
3 comments:
I love Enoch's house, too! Very historic looking.
What are the odds of seeing your old Trooper? How funny!
It was a cold, but enjoyable day. I am so grateful that you love family history so much! I think it's wonderful that you found Enoch Randall's grave and his home! Great post!
That is a Memorial Day well spent! That is so funny that you saw your old car. You should have left them a note!
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