
Last Friday, Jessica and I went with my parents and had the amazing experience of "honoring our pioneers" with the beloved Osmonds at the Conference Center. Jessica can attest that I was rockin' hard the entire evening.
I enjoyed all the Osmond tributes to Brigham Young, the early saints, the first Osmond converts, the pioneers crossing the plains, and....um....actually, I meant to say that I enjoyed all the Osmond tributes to the Osmonds. 50 years and aging!

This is Merrill Osmond, my favorite Osmond. One of my claims to fame is coming within fifty feet of him at a Hale Theatre production that he starred in. His face makes me smile for some reason. And that's what the Osmonds are all about...making our lives just a little bit happier.

This is Donny and Marie, the lovable brother/sister duo that we all grew up screaming our brains out for. (I hesitate to post this link of Donny, because if my wife sees this I am scared she might fall in love with him). My favorite moment of the concert was their medley of songs that they seemingly decided to do right there on the fly. It was amazing. They spotted a couple of stools on the stage, sat down, and obviously had nothing planned in advance. I assume the original plan was to just shoot the breeze and talk about The Pyramid Game and Dancing with the Stars. But Donny came up with a brilliant idea and suggested that, OH!, let's sing some songs that we used to sing!
Somehow the orchestra picked up on the cue, and they were off and running, jamming out with a bunch of old songs and flooding the audience's minds with wonderful memories.
To cap it all off, the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sang a rousing rendition of "Come, Come Ye Saints" that was wildly appropriate for the title of the concert, but really had nothing to do with the concert itself.
I can't wait for the Jackson Five reunion tour....maybe next Pioneer Day. I'm sure President Monson would be thrilled.