Something more from the Ancient Time capsule:
For Donovan:
You came into the world so alert, it seemed your eyes were wide open when you came into the world, ready to begin the wonderful business of life with all it's questions and answers.
As I remember you cried very little, they laid you on a table and took care of your mother, and you just rolled around, they couldn't believe how active you were. The nurses all said you looked like you could get up and prepare your own bottle.
You were a beautiful baby, with you eyes of deep, bright blue, and long dark lashes and dark brows. You got quite pudgy very soon, and had to be put on 2% milk, but that disappeared as soon as you began walking, because you were quite a walker.
You had uncles and an aunt in the Barber family who thought you were the greatest thing going. Your Uncle Cliff and his buddies called you Charley Brown, and you picked up on that very quickly, and called yourself Charley, and your Aunt Melanie took charge of you when she was around, and really resented anyone else doing things for you. She had always wanted another baby in our family, and was delighted when you put in an appearance.
I remember the first time we saw you after you and your Mom and Dad moved to Provo to live in the Hillcrest motel where your Aunt Linda and Uncle Bob were caretakers. You were about 6 weeks old, and Grandpa and I slept in your bedroom. You were in your crib beside our bed, and I was awake watching you when you opened your eyes to a new day, and you gave us the biggest smile, and your eyes just sparkled. I thought you might be afraid of us, but you weren't the least bit afraid.
You very early, displayed great manual dexterity and a lot of know how....taking Grandpa's pen apart and putting it back together again. You also, were an eager explorer and never met anyone whom you could not make conversation with any adult or child you met. The people working at the Western Horseman office were amazed at your maturity when you were only three.
There were so many vivid pictures I have in my memory bank some were captured on slides. You squatting down to inspect a turtle in your yard, you with your Mothers big fur hat on in the snow with our bit golden husky, Pepper. In our yard. Your bright face smiling at us encircled by Uncle Don's big sousaphone on the floor in our Colorado living room.
Your early noticing things that showed how observant you are. You drew a picture of a pink tree with it's dark trunk and branches, but no leaves. You showed it to the fellow who was head of the illustration department at the Western Horesman and he said it was a good tree, but where were the green leaves. You looked puzzled and didn't answer, but I told you later you were right, trees that belong in the spring in blossom don't many of them have leaves until the blossoms are gone.
When you all moved to the campus in Provo you kept your mother busy chasing you all over student housing. You had a big world to explore.
We are proud to be your Grandparents.
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