Pioneer Day!

This is my portait of my Great, Great, Great Grandfather Lars who came across the sea from Denmank and then across the plains to Utah. He made bricks and played the violin. He gave up his homeland, his comfortable job and home to give his posterity the gospel for which I am forever grateful. Happy Pioneer Day! ♥

Pioneers
They cut desire into short lengths
And fed it to the hungry fires of courage,
Long after-- when the flames died
Moulten gold gleamed in the ashes.
They gathered it into bruised palms
And handed it to their children,
And their children's children.
Vilate Raile