dallin and i used to report to each other, who we liked, who we thought liked us, if we held hands, all that fun stuff. we had the same curfew so we'd get home about the same time, and we'd sit in the hallway or on the floor of my bedroom and stay up talking. after school we would show each other the cute note we had recieved from that special someone, or share the drama of the day. he always gave me good advice and was such an example to me.
i remember when dallin found out our younger siblings, hannah and chris, had held hands for the first time (with other people, obviously). he couldn't believe that he hadn't known; that they hadn't come to tell him. he called me up and said, "marie, did you know they've been holding hands and didn't tell us? can you believe it?"
his relationship with each of his siblings was really important to him and i think thats why he was so surprised to find out about these tidbits of information he didn't know hannah and chris.
i am missing dallin a lot today. but it's fun to reflect on everything i've learned from him and all our fun memories. he loved life and his excitement always rubbed off on us - he kept us laughing.
a lot of people who read our blog have never met dallin. for those that have, i have a favor to ask - would you be willing to share a memory you have of dallin? stories we've never heard about him and my dad are treasures to us now. funny, embarrasing, uplifting.... it doesn't matter. you can leave it as a comment or email me at mells7@hotmail.com. i will share them with kamber, and keep them for when porter gets older. thank you, thank you, thank you!!
1/26/2009
Happy Birthday Dallin!
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I remember Dallin being the most polite young man in our ward in Tucson. He always wore a smile and he treated his mom, his dad, his friends, his leaders with such polished respect and kindness. (A testament to his parents.)
Your relationship with Dallin seems like a pretty unique one. I love that you both felt comfortable enough to talk about your love interests, etc. What a great friendship for you both.
Dallin was in my weight class when we were sophomore in highschool. He and i got to be pretty good friends bc we had to be eachothers partners..since everyone else was teh "dumb jock" type.. he really made the class fun and he really was proud of himself for being able to lift more than i could bc back then i had "swimmer arms"... i really do miss the kid- i am glad adn so thankful that you are as postive as you are, it makes me really think about what is really important and what can just wait- Dallin was always one you could cathch doing somehting right- i really respected him for that- he always had to have things perfect- i remember my frist date (Jared was the lucky boy) we had it at your house and you could just tell how much planning he did and put into it to make sure everything was perfect- still one of the best dates i ever had (star wars themed...) then of course there is always the gobstopper incident with coach weaver..... dallin was really a good kid
i am amazed at your strenght and positive spin on all of this-you truely are amazing and someone i really look up to marie-
Marie,
My fondest memory of Dallin was during the Sweethearts assembly his senior year. Up to that day, I had known Dallin as a very intelligent, serious, hard working young man. In other words- he was the perfect student, but he won my heart the day he appeared on the gym floor and did his Joe Boxer dance. I remember laughing so hard I cried. He didn't make a fool of himself, but it was so out of character that it shocked me! It was wonderful to see him with his hair (or pants??!!) down. I will carry that memory of him until I hopefully see him in Heaven.
Although I didn't know him at the time, the story of the gob stopper stuck in his throat is still told at CHS. It was another precious moment that many won't forget!
Love to you and yours,
Mrs. Jordan
This is a little late, hope that's okay. I've commented on your blog once before--I was friends with Dallin and Kamber at BYU.
Dall (that's what I always called him) and I served on the Friendship Council together, and it was a perfect calling for him. He always had great ideas and really was a true friend to everyone in our ward. We always delivered "nice notes" on Sunday evenings, and it meant that we had plenty of time to chat.
One time he told me about growing up while having a dad in vet and med school, and how it was so hard on him. He said he struggled with his relationship with his dad for awhile, but as he got older he realized his dad was working so hard for him, for his mom, and for his brother and sisters, and his attitude changed. And then he told me he wanted to be a doctor just like his dad, and I thought that was great.
Another Sunday he told me about his recent trip to AZ, and about this wonderful girl that he had re-met during a soccer game. He said she was by far the prettiest girl on the field, and then when she remembered him too he couldn't believe his luck. It was so cute to watch Dall talk about Kamber with this lovestruck look on his face! I'd never seen him so excited before! And, to top it off, he was going to see her again soon because she lived by his sister. Then later he told me about the first time he kissed Kamber....oh man I have never laughed so hard in my life!! And he swore me to secrecy, said I couldn't say anything to her when she moved up to BYU! :)
I also played intramural ultimate frisbee with Dall and some of his friends and he was always a perfect gentleman. I was the only girl on the team and he didn't even care. He made sure I got to play as much as the boys and was quick to praise when I played well.
I could go on and on with stories about Dall. It was so fun to get to know Dall so well that semester we served together. He was one of a kind and I still miss him and still get sad when I think about him missing out on raising his son. He would have been an amazing dad.
Tiffany Jones
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