Tastes better with your fingers.

This is the story as my mother tells it.

This picture was taken when we lived in Cardston in a small old two bedroom rental house. The house was torn down to make way for the new hospital. As your birthdays were the same day a year apart we celebrated them on the same day. We did the Happy Birthday stuff; presents, lighting cake etc. in the house and then dad took the cake out into the back yard to take pictures. When I came out of the house with the knife and plates for the cake, this is what I saw. Your dad leaning against the house laughing as he took pictures. You boys never minded that you only got one cake but seemed to feel that it was yours to eat as you wanted…After all it was your birthday .