I moved from Vernal in 1987 and have never been back. My sister Sheila was going to stop by there on her drive back home from Utah, so I talked myself and my husband into driving the 3 hrs it would take to get there.


If you can ignore the people in the pictures, this is a before and after shot of our house. We actually passed it at first because there are now bushes blocking most of it from road view. The same people that bought the house from my parents still own it and were very nice to let us look around, they even let us in the house.


Ok, the kitchen looks just like it did in this before picture except they now have white appliances instead of the yellow. But check out the floor it, is exactly the same.
It was fun to relive our memories of playing baseball in the backyard, breaking the tile in the entryway from tap dancing and rollerskating, breaking the chandelier in the living room from doing cartwheels, listening to the Osmond's in Ryan's room downstairs, pulling weeds (or hiding behind the bushes as we thought about pulling weeds), and the list could go on.
I had to take a picture of the 7-11 not too far from my house. It was the closest store to our house, but still a good bike ride away, to get treats when we were bored.

I felt bad that the rest of my family had to sit in the car as I got out and remembered my past, but at least they got to play video games at the remodeled McDonald's (it really probably wasn't that worth it but I thank them for enduring it for me).