The day before we left St. George headed for China, our granddaughter Tai accommodated us being able to see and hold our first great-grandson by having him a week early. We had just enough time to hold him for 5 minutes each before we loaded up our 250 lbs of luggage and ourselves into the St. George Shuttle for our ride to the Las Vegas airport.
My dad and mom met us at the airport to say good-bye. They went to California right after we got back home from BYU and just got back to their home in Henderson just two days before we were leaving for China. We had about an hour's visit with them before we had to catch our flight.
My dad took this picture just before we headed for the security gates. Take a close look at the items in my hand. The large white object is a folder containing our boarding passes and our passports. Between the time this picture was taken and the time we arrived at the security gate, that precious little folder dropped off the luggage cart. When we started looking for our passports to go through security, we discovered that they were missing so Truman did an 800 meter dash retracing our steps in record time. I stayed at the security gate entrance and didn't stop praying until I saw him dashing back with it in his hands. We were very lucky that someone found them and turned them into lost and found immediately. I aged at least 10 years in 10 minutes that day.
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