There are so many memories and stories of Jay as a child that it is hard to know where to start. Since it is nearly birthday time for him this post is in his honor.
Everyone knows how wonderful and exciting the first child is. As parents we are inexperienced and need to use trial and error in everything we do. Oh how we loved our new baby and how intimidated we felt.
Jay was a happy baby and an adorable toddler. For his third christmas his grandma Jorgensen gave him a red shiney fire engine that he could peddle. We lived in a house on 53rd street in Sacramento which was about 3 miles from our chapel. When Jay was 4 primary was held on wednesday mornings. One day his usual ride to primary didn't come and instead sent a lady to pick him up that he didn't know. When he got to primary he had a substitute teacher. I didn't always go with him and I guess he felt lonely and nothing seemed the same so he asked his teacher if he could go get a drink of water. When he left the room he just kept going and left the building and decided he would just go home. The route home was not a straight one. There were many turns and large boulivards to cross, and as I said it was about three miles from our house. He walked the right way but only got about half way when a lady stopped him and asked if he was lost. He said no, "but would you call my daddy, I'm tired." He then told the lady his fathers name and the street he lived on and she found our number in the phone book and called us. By then the primary and noticed he was gone and were in an uproar trying to find him. By the time they called us we had just hung up from the call from the lady who had Jay at her house. Needless to say I was very shaken and cried all the way over to get him just thinking about the danger he had been in and could have been in. He wasn't the least bit upset. He was just glad he didn't have to walk the rest of the way home.
When Jay was about 8 or nine his daddy built him a club house in our backyard. We lived in North Highlands then and had a large back yard. The club house was 6 ft off the ground on Tall legs with a sand box underneath and a rope ladder to get up into the club house. Larry also built some swings underneith and put a flag on the club house. It had windows and a door in the floor. Jay and daddy even slept out in the club house one time. He loved his club house and shared it with his sisters when they got big enough to enjoy it.
There are so many stories, but that is enough for today. I will write more later. Happy Birthday Jay!
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