Iverson Reunion 1986

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ATTENTION, DECENDENTS of L.A. & ESTELLA IVERSON
EIGHT ANNUAL FAMILY REUNION

Once again the time has come, to reunite and have some fun.
The ranch once more will be the place, we expect a smile on every face
Forget babbling brooks and cool pine trees, plan for dust and gusts of Arizona breeze!
A three-day event is planned out of desperation, Saturday, however will be the central day of celebration.
Such fun we'll have, let's stay longer you will beg, don't sneer and say what bosh, did we ever pull your leg?
We'll whoop and yell and tall tale's tell, so wear your high tops boots-Just your tough luck, that you were born with Arizona Roots!!
May 24th, 25th, and 26th.

Saturday 1pm. Family dinner potluck, bring your favorite stew or pot of beans
Loaf of bread or salad greens. Gumdrops, licorice, we don't care, just as long as you are there!
Saturday evening supper, hamburgers on the bar-b-que, homemade ice cream for all of you, and cake galore just to say Happy Birthday to those born in May.

GAMES**PRIZES**EVERYONE PLEASE PARTICIPATE IN THE HAT DECORATING CONTEST TWO CATERGORIES: CHILD & ADULT, WONDERFUL PRIZES FOR THE WINNERS!

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NEWSLETTER
A-Z RANCH
MOHAVE CO. ARIZONA
1986

Lee's Family. None, we missed you! We were going to come to your house but we were afraid the jet we chartered would be hi-jacked to some place worse than the Strip! Old Mexico perhaps??

Duard's Family. Most there, except Ramona's family who live in Idaho

Carla's Family. Brent's and Carla

Harley's Family. Pamela and Calvin from S.L.C., Peggy and Jeff from Phoenix. Lorene had to work so only she was missing.

Garn's Family. All there as usual. Good work Barb, we know this wasn't your year to come (however you owed it to me after that hospital fairy story!)

Boyd's Family. Boyd, Judy and Bob. Now you can't beat that with a stick!

Mary's Family. Shawn, the lone brave eagle of the tribe!

Max's Family. All there, fine show Max, you always were our favorite "baby" brother.

Saturday morning Garn and Barb were the first to arrive. They were followed shortly by Brent's family with Carla and Shawn in row. Right on their heel were Cindy and kids and her friend Scott and his son Josh. Next were Boyd and Judy, and from there on arrivals were so fast and furious we lost track.

The guys promptly organized a work party and very soon we had a great shade over the patio. It didn't hardly rattle, bang or nothing this year! Of course the wind had done us a favor this year and stayed away. Guess the gnats invitation got lost in the mail, as they didn't put in an appearance either

About 2 o'clock we had a family dinner. So much food, guess it was our version of, "Hands Across America," or "Clodhoppers across the Strip." Boyd's beans were a big hit, after all how can you have a dinner on the Arizona Strip without a pot of pinto beans?

After dinner there was a chess game in progress on the patio, so we all grouped out there and played a few other silly games. It wasn't easy to pry the chess players away from their board to take their turn at Wheel of Fortune. But after much cajoling they finally did, and yup, sure enough one of the kids upset their chessboard-oops-they declared a draw and started over. That chess game seemed to have gone on for two days. I did notice that the players' faces changed at times, it was just the studious looks of concentration that always remained the same. Have no idea who was the tournament winner, it may have been continued until next year!

Supper time Harley had brought the hamburger patties for the group, and Peggy did the fryin'(she didn't work her way through high school at McDonalds for nothing) She wasn't feeling too well, because to tell an open secret, Harley and Merna are going to be grandparents when the autumn leaves start to fall-but she hung in there and did a fine job. Max and a group of helpers made ice cream so we had a dandy supper.

Max's family, which included Mike and friend Debbie from BYU, Kevin and Tina from Calif., Also Cindy and group, Paul Brett, and Shawn all dug in for the duration. The rest of us cowards scurried back to town for a hot shower and soft bed; but we all returned early Sunday morning, plus Glenna, Rodney's and others who had to work on Saturday. Tris didn't show up until sundown! (what a chicken!)

Sunday morning was quite a bustle. Nita was cooking pancakes and sausages. She burned her finger so when she left off, Boyd took up the post and was flopping out bacon, eggs, and hash browns for all comers. (Boy, Lee and Lee A, did you ever pick the wrong Sunday morning to show up-or not show up??) Barbara made a pot of coffee so strong, even Boyd couldn't drink it, or maybe that was Saturday morning-whichever!

About this same time Duard had organized a jump rope contest and no the contestants were not kiddies but "growed" up men. It was very interesting to watch the different forms. Some gave it the ol steeplechase try, some the Pee Wee crow hop, and some the ol Wally chasin' a rabbit stretch! The jumping platform was the third step on the outhouse path.. When Hal was asked to participate, he leaned back in his chair and said, he had always considered learning to jump rope a very unnecessary accomplishment-and continued to watch the festivities from a prone position! Tina was the only female in the match. I don't know who won but she was high up there on the scoreboard, with Cyle, Kevin, Bob, and Mike.

Cindy's friend Scott brought two four-wheelers, which kids young and old enjoyed a great deal. We also enjoyed Scott and Josh. They mixed right in with the bunch and we all had a good time.

During the three days (including guests) there were 63 of us trod the ground of the old homestead. Max and family were the last ones to leave on Monday. They always hang in there 'til the last dog is hung, which really helps the reunion along. (quoting Max from the journal, cause I run out of space on the mishmash page. "After a great amount of engineering, planning, and discussion we managed to install a drainpipe from the house to the new water tank. Bets were taken on how long it would take for the cows to knock it down David and Shawn made a real effort to turn into mud-dogs. They stirred up the pond and came out with a perfect Arizona Strip camouflage. The cow dung added just the right amount of green blended with the landscape both visually and in odor!" Looking forward to next year. (Max)

I had such a good time, and when Harley said to me, "If Mom and Dad could see us today they would be proud and happy." I thought so too. It was a fun reunion; and Harley and I want all to know of our love and appreciation for each of you, and many thanks for the help YOU ALL gave us. A special thanks to Linda for making all our prizes.

Next year our fearless leaders will be Garn and Boyd. I already know it will be fun, fun, fun, so come, come, come! Carla Iverson Hawkinson

                   STUPID HAPPEN'S AND OTHER MISHMASH
Boyd having been one of the winners in Wheel of Fortune, also won the jelly bean count contest, also the drawing for the ranch house plack, now it is time for the hat contest, which is to be decided by applause. Kevin says, with a slight smirk, "No doubt Boyd will win this too!" Now I don't know what happened, if it was the monkey see, monkey say, monkey do, syndrome, or if it was his charisma--it for sure wasn't that bilious colored baseball cap!! Anyway he won!
You'd think that an old cowpoke like Garn would know better than let a kid buck off the back end of his horse in two feet of mud, ugh! That's all right Holly next year we will all root for Paul to throw him into the pond at their annual wrestling match--after all Paul is getting bigger, and Garn is getting--ahem--older!
Josh, having never been to the Strip before, wore shorts and white knee socks. Saturday evening as he was helping churn ice cream, Boyd told him if we had a dirty sock contest he'd win hands down! I'm sure Bob would have been first runner-up as he got a four-wheeler to close to the pond and encased one leg to the knee in solid mud.
And speaking of Boyd--isms, we were discussing Judy's newly acquired horse, when Boyd announced that its name is KalKan: which brought quite a chuckle from the group. Garn said what made it even more humorous was the look of indignation on Judy's face when he said it! Never mind Judy, we know your horse "ain't" no bow-wow!

                          QUOTES FROM THE JOURNAL
Let the record show that Kevin and Bob rallied from a 19 to 8 deficit to beat Mike and Scott in horseshoes. We are happy to be here this year and wish to thank the organizers and do-gooders for making the reunion a success. (Kevin & Tina)

This is the best reunion I have been to in a long time. There is only one disappointment for me; it's that Uncle Garn didn't get thrown in the pond. (Shawn)

Loved your hospitality and ranch, and enjoyed all the Iverson family. (Scott &Josh Dyer)

This reunion today meets all the requirements for generating good will, and good memories. The Iverson Reunion has taken a great step forward. (Garn)

It is a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it! (Brent)
Great fun in the sun--good food, and great company. (Boyd & Judy)

We had a hard journey! (Paige)

Forgot two sleeping bags, then two kids threw-up in the ones we did remember, had a good time. We'll be back! (Cindy)

Had a good time, especially eating ice cream and watermelon. I'm glad we get together. (Glenna)

Everything made for a great reunion this year. The weather great, the family super, and food superb. A thousand thanks to all for making this one the best. (Harley & Merna)

The Iverson clan has arrived! Better late than not at all! (Tris & Bonnie)

I came before Tris did! Now it's time to take my kids home and hose them off. (Stella)

I'm glad I have to wait another year to roll in the dirt. (Chris)

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