On the way home from California, we pass through Saint George, then head north for home. Along the way we pass through a small town called Beaver. That’s where Theodore Turley lived out the end of his life.
My kids don’t get too excited about all this family history that I love. I talked John into pulling off for a quick cemetery run to visit Theodore’s grave site. You will see by my kids’ faces that they posed for a picture under duress. I told them I couldn’t travel all the way to Toronto to track Theodore, then drive right past his grave without stopping.