I have been holding off on my blogging. I have been hoping to post some light hearted posts but my thoughts are still a bit in the blues. This amazing person left this earth, he was my Bishop, my neighbor, my friend and the keeper of my soul. Mont Garrett passed away leaving his wife Jan, and his children - whom I love beyond words. The Garretts lived next door to us in Bennion when Del and I had just married each other. Mont was the best Bishop ever and his main purpose in life was to take care of everyone - and I mean everyone. He walked over to Del one day - before Del joined the church. Del was washing his truck, in his shorts, drinking a beer and eating a sandwich - on a Sunday. A full suited up Mont said, "Just what do you think you are doing?" Del said - what does it look like?! Needless to say - Del did join his flock of people that Mont cherished. I remember when the kids were tiny - and Del was getting his Masters.... Mont made sure that I had milk on my doorstep. Once when Del was traveling - I came down with some serious food poisoning in the middle of the night - Mont and Jan came over and kept me from dying... they were always there. They had an open house for Del and I on our wedding day - it meant so much to us - we didn't want to have a big deal made about getting married, but they had other plans. I remember the first time I met Mont - I was laying in a hospital bed - just out of surgery - from being run over by a motor boat and meeting the propeller head on. He he had never met me as I had just started dating Del. I remember having his hands on my head - and Paul Pratt was there also - another dear neighbor on Glenview Circle. I specifically remember Bishop Mont saying, "I release your guardian angel" and at that moment - the pain for the entire accident hit me - and the monitors and the bells and whistles went off and the doctors and nurses came running. Mont knew that someone had to be taking on that pain - and that now I would have to endure it. As soon as that angel left - my body felt the full weight of it all. I was pretty beat up physically - broken jaw, stitches all over my upper body - and the owner of one powerful guardian angel. So you see, to lose Mont - and not be able to save him back was difficult for me. He passed away of cancer - but not without a huge fight to live - and prepare life for when he wouldn't be there. His children are amazing adults, living life to the max, close to the church, hearts as good as their parents. Mont went on to be in the Stake Presidency, He served a Mission to Mexico under the Presidency of Robert E. Wells, later in life, Mont would serve as a Mission President in Mexico, and then came home to be the Chaplain for the Salt Lake Police Department. A life of service, and of love. I wanted to post about Mont Garrett - because the world lost a good one, and so did my heart. I think that we need to make a point to share with the world - the stories of the good hearts. Thank you Mont - for being one of mine. I promise to never tell that you were part of the fire starting skills in the back yard when the firetrucks arrived and you jumped the fence into your own yard and pretended to know absolutely nothing about the blaze burning the weeds down! I'm pretty sure you are forgiven. xoxoxox to the Garretts - you have all my love forever.
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