My brother Greg decided to get married down in St. George. So we loaded up the van and headed down for the grand festivities.
It was a sweltering 75 degrees that day.
It felt like 100 degrees because we've only seen a high in the 50's back home.
Here's the lovely couple.
Her name's Heidi, by the way, and she's swell.
Toby was trying to give me a break and was trying desperately to
feed Sam - it almost worked.
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