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Here goes- How it all started.

Due to much peer pressure and some curiosity, I have climbed aboard the bandwagon and started a blog, so here goes.

  I am still a little unsure of how this all works, but I am determined to figure it out. The possibilities seem endless and I've even heard that you can have these things printed out so as to create a journal. Mind you, I suck at journals, but thanks to modern technology, I'll consider this the turning of a new leaf.

   I suppose I should start by giving a brief history of our family, I'll start with Russ.

  My sweet husband, Russell Edward Ayres III, was born on July 29th, 1978 to Russell Edward Ayres Jr. & Cindy Rigby Ayres. He is the oldest of six and his siblings are as follows; Josh, Jenny, Rachelle, Missy, and LuAnn. The first four are natural siblings and LuAnn was (lucky for us) unofficially adopted into the family.

  It is obvious to me that Russ had a good childhood, given the pleasant and generally happy person that he is now. He spent some of his younger years living in North Salt Lake, West Jordan, American Fork and ultimately South Salt Lake, UT. He graduated from Granite High School in 1996, and served a full time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in the Birmingham Alabama mission. After that, he worked various jobs and spent a great deal of time working on his car (the pride and joy of his life... at least until he met his lovely wife) it was a Subaru and is worthy of mention because of his lifelong enthusiasm for cars. Anyway, from what he tells me, he didn't date much because he was "shy", But that changed on December 4th, 2002.

  Now about me. I was born on February 28th, 1979 to Douglas Hatch Whitney and Lorna Jean Pedler Whitney (now Lorna P. Shaffer). My given name is Amy Whitney, my mother never gave me a middle name because she figured that "Whitney" would do when I got married, it worked out according to plan, as my name now, is Amy Whitney Ayres.

  I am the oldest of three, my two younger brothers are Brian and Dan. I also have a step sibling, Jacob is Ron's son (my mom's husband).

  I was raised in a good family and consider my childhood normal. I spent my early childhood in West Valley before moving to Cottonwood Heights, and eventually bouncing around various cities in the Salt Lake valley. I attended Brighton High School and graduated in 1997, attended cosmetology school, and worked at Coverlook photography studios (and other various places) until I left to serve an LDS mission in Harrisburg Pennsylvania. Upon returning, I worked and spent a great deal of time dating until December 4th, 2002.

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