I grew up in Kaysville, Utah with two older sisters, one older brother and a younger brother. Like many children I was fascinated with drawing pictures. Things like trucks, dinosaurs, airplanes and monsters were favorites of mine. One day my mother was preparing to go to the store after a long morning of painting the walls. She called for me to come and get ready, as I was in the other room. I replied “Just a minute, Mom, I’m not finished yet.” My mother came into the living room to see what I was up to. There I was holding a black permanent magic marker, looking up at her. My mother gasped as she saw the masterful work of art I had created all along the freshly painted walls. The creations of the imagination of a three-year-old were sprawled all along the surface, as high as my tiny hands could reach. This interest in fine art stayed with me throughout my life. Aside from drawing and painting I have always enjoyed being creative using ordinary objects. I like to modify things in order to make them more interesting. As an L.D.S. missionary in Japan I attached things I found in my various travels to my bicycle which, in my opinion, enhanced its appearance. My bike was decorated with steel cables, old license plates and lights. After my mission I purchased a used postal jeep which received similar treatment. The vehicle obtained a new paint scheme using outdoor latex paint whenever I saw fit. I must have painted that jeep five times in anything from camouflage to aqua with bathtub appliques. (As an art student at Utah State University most people recognized me by my mode of transportation.) My telephone was not immune to this form of “aesthetic enhancement.” I created a small landscape using plastic cacti, silk flowers, peat moss and hot glue which adorned the whole upper surface of the telephone. Two years ago I met a High School math teacher named Marisa. I was impressed with how easily I could talk with her and we quickly became friends. This past June Marisa and I were married in the Bountiful L.D.S. temple and spent our honeymoon on the west coast. I never thought I would marry a math teacher. Math has always been difficult for me and I have never been that close to any of my teachers. It is interesting, though, how well we can communicate and relate with each other. Marisa has really been a great blessing to me and she has taught me so much. We both love to play racquetball, ski, run and just spend time together. I love to have deep discussions with her because I think she is a very intelligent person. I am really lucky to be with such a great friend. Many of the opportunities I have had in my life came to me thanks to my parents. My Mom and Dad are the greatest! They have taught me the importance of hard work, integrity and perseverance. Almost a year ago my father had emergency open heart surgery. He suffered many complications and a stroke which brought him close to death. It was a miracle that he was able to pull through this ordeal alive. After seven weeks in the hospital he was able to return home and begin his long rehabilitation. Through diligence and very hard work my father has been able to regain his faculties. My mother has been by his side steadily helping him through this difficult time. When things got rough my parents did not give up. My mom and dad have been impressive examples to me and they have always supported my art career immensely. My father loves to critique my paintings and give me his opinions. He is, after all, my number one fan.