Yesterday we attended the funeral of Suzanne’s dad, Louis Miner. He was a man who accomplished a lot and stayed humble and loving in spite of all of his success. One of the speakers quoted him as saying that people won’t remember what you did so much as how you made them feel. He always worked hard to make people feel good, and he was an extremely loving and generous person.
After the funeral in Salt Lake, we drove for three hours in blizzard conditions to his burial in Manti, Utah. I honestly thought we were all going to die, and I took it upon myself to elucidate Abe on the many different car-crash scenarios that could occur at any given moment. He was very, very patient with my backseat driving and we miraculously made it to the burial intact.
After the graveside prayer, we headed back to Orem. We got home at 6pm, and we had a cookie exchange to attend at 7pm. Mary and I baked those cookies soooo fast, and I was glad I had made the dough in the morning. I have been seeing cookie recipes from Dorie Greenspan’s new book in all the magazines, so I used one that has been calling my name. They’re the dipped, biscoff-stuffed cookies in the small tin. I held them out of the window on the highway so that the chocolate would set before the party.