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For the fifth (?) year now, our family has a fantasy football league.  While the family members have remained consistent, other people come and go (think ex-boyfriends).  This year brought Gordon to our league (he's a newbie to the play), but it also brought his grandfather, Gordon Jolley. Who's that, you say? Gordon Jolley of the Detroit Lions and Seattle Seahawks? The offensive coordinator and offensive line coach for Dixie college for 21 years as well as  the baseball coach for ten? Yep.   Grandpa Jolley has also been inducted into the Utah Sports Hall of Fame. I've tried to get Grandpa to talk about his glory days, but he's pretty tight-lipped about it all.  It was kinda just a job for him--a way to support his family--but after seven years in the NFL, he decided to step away himself because he was moved from being a Tight End to a Tackle...which he didn't like. With Glo currently living with Grandpa Gordon and Grandma Jean, you might think there is a bit of...

Back when the wedding date was first figured out, and we knew that Glo wanted a private reception afterwards, I worried if there was no public celebration planned so I asked Shannon Bridge, Gordon's mom, if she and Rich would like to host an open house.  She said that she didn't know what that was but that she would do it.  We put it on the announcement. To be honest, I dreaded meeting up with the Bridge family again.  I hadn't had the best of experiences with them to date, and I didn't see much hope for anything changing. I wasn't originally going to attend, but several people told me that I should, so John and I bought tickets to go.  As it turned out, we needed a break--a chance to get away--and Glo and Gordon needed some help so it all worked out perfectly. Gordon was in Phoenix, Glo was in Provo, their wedding gifts were in St. George (at the Bridge home) but needed to be transported down to Phoenix.  This is how it happened: Gordon flew to Provo. We flew t...