The Life of Bon: Throwback Thursdays: A memory of your parents

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Throwback Thursdays: A memory of your parents

Welcome to another round of Throwback Thursdays, folks! For those of you who are joining us for the first time, here's the rundown.


Here's how it works:

1.  Every Thursday through August we'll be throwing it back here at  We want to see pictures of course, but we want the stories that go behind those pictures even more!  And because I'm a total control freak, I've even mapped out a nice little schedule for all of us.  I figure the prompts will make it easier to come up with something to write about every week.

TH  6/13  A memory of learning to drive, your first car or the early driving days.
TH  6/20  Elementary school crush
TH  6/27  Throwback birthday
TH  7/4   Throwback fourth of July
TH  7/11  First job
TH  7/18  Moving away from home
TH  7/25  Memory of one or both of your parents from childhood
TH  8/1   Favorite summer vacation
TH  8/8   Childhood friends
TH  8/15  First kiss
TH  8/22  Memory of a high school teacher or high school class
TH  8/29  Back to school memory

First off, I apologize for being so late on this Throwback Thursday.  I usually try to post the night before so that the post can be up all day but yesterday was just busy busy busy for us.  Did you know that the 24th of July is a holiday in Utah?  It is!  Everyone gets work off and plays all day!  July 24th is the day that the Mormon pioneers first arrived to Utah.  We celebrate with pioneer parades, pie eating contests, and of course, fireworks.  It's great!  Move to Utah and you get TWO holidays in July.

As much I love the 24th of July, it really cramped up my writing schedule.  Tennis, dinner, movie, fireworks, who's got time to blog on a day like that?!?  That's why this post is coming at you about 12 hours later than it usually does.

The topic for today's theme is a memory of one or both of your parents.  These are my parents.  There names are Dennis and Debi and they are adorable.

This is how my parents always looked growing up.  My dad with his salt and pepper hair and subtle smile, my mom with her "purple poof", as the young girls at our church called it.

This is the memory of my parents I love the most.  My mom was cooking dinner, I was working on a school project at the kitchen table, other siblings were milling about.  (Hey- there were eight of us.  A sibling was always nearby.)  It was about that time of the day, time for my dad to come home from work, time for piano lessons and homework to be put away, time to gather for dinner.  One thing I admire about my parents is that we always always had family dinner.  Seven nights a week we sat down as a family to eat.

Suddenly, my dad burst in the door and rushed to our big stereo in the dining room.  "Unchained melody is on the radio!" He exclaimed, turning and fiddling with the dials.  You know the song, right?  The Ghost theme song-  it was my parents' "song."

He twisted and fiddled and suddenly the song came through clear on the radio, and we could hear the Everly Brothers crooning away, "Oh my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch..."  My dad grabbed my mom and slow danced with her right there in the kitchen.  They turned slowly, rocking back and forth and holding on to one another.  I was mortified at such an open show of affection.  I remember watching, though, kind of in this open shock and amazement along with my other siblings.  We eventually all looked away because for some reason it was embarrassing.  Or maybe we thought it was an intimate moment that we were not invited to?

And that's all it was.  A slow dance in the kitchen.  The song ended, an advertisement came on, and my mom  went back to fixing dinner.

But I'll always remember that outward show of affection.  How my dad whisked my mom up in his arms and danced with her unapologetically in front of any pairs of eyes that cared to watch.

I remember thinking, "I want a marriage like that."


  1. This is nice. Oh man, is that nice. I remember the other day telling my husband that I want our kids to love us individually for reasons specific to our unique gifts and characteristics...but that I also want our kids to love us together, as a team. I hope to goodness our kids have similar memories of our love and affection for each other.

    Akirah @

  2. Ahhh, I love your family! Your parents are the absolute best!

  3. Here comes the tears. So sweet.

  4. So I totally misinterpreted this prompt and thought it meant one of your parents shares a memory on your blog. Which means my mom is a guest blogger for me today lol. Oops! But I think it still works. Also, I love this story. it's so cute!

  5. So sweet! May have gotten a tear in my eye...

  6. Awww that is adorable!!!!

  7. I love this memory of your wonderful parents. :)

  8. They look so happy...and also like he like red plaids and she likes orange solids, like a lot. :) Or maybe the first 2 shots are just coincidence?

  9. Anonymous1:53 PM

    That is such a sweet memory. I think it's a wonderful thing when parents set a loving example for their children.

    I just now stumbled across your link up and had shared a memory about my dad a few weeks ago on my blog. I hope it's okay that I linked up! I'll link up more timely posts now that I know about it!

  10. I just teared up. At work. Beautiful memory!

  11. My dad drove from client to client for his job. Whenever their song would come on the radio,(Hooked on a Feeling), he would call her from a payphone and let it play. She would get this little smile on her face whenever he did it. When the answering machine was invented, we would often come home to that song playing as a message. Too sweet! They've been together 40 years now!

  12. Aww, that is so sweet!! Unchained Melody has an emotional effect on me as well, it was my dad's favorite song. He passed away 8 years ago... :(

  13. Aw, I love this! Brought tears to my eyes. What a lovely and amazing memory of your parents :)

  14. I absolutely love that memory of your parents. How very sweet!!

  15. I remember that happening on more than one occasion. Every time that came on he would dance with Mom. Their other favorite song was "I Got You Babe" by Sonny and Cher. I like how in the first two pics Dad is towering over Mom, even though he was only an inch or two taller than her. He must be standing on a rock in that first one. Love it! Miss him so much.

  16. Anonymous5:42 PM

    That is a truly beautiful memory. I agree with you. I definitely want a marriage like that, too.