Dan Lediard

Air Force Reserves Hill AFB 66-72

U. of U. - S.L.C.

Married: Jo Anne (Jody) Margerum Lediard Aug 30, 1969

University of Nevada Reno.

1975 became Self Employed Insurance Agent, Farmers Insurance: Reno Nevada and all of Nevada.

In 2006 I was ordained a Priest in the Episcopal Church/ Diocese Nevada.
After I retired from insurance I accepted the Position as Parish Rector at the Episcopal Church in Hermiston, Oregon (a small rural town in Eastern Oregon about the size of Elko (18,000 or so). After 5 years as their Parish Priest, I retired as Active Priest. Jody and I returned to Reno, to officially retire a second time so as to relax(??) a bit, and live near our 3 son's, their wives, and our seven grandchildren. All of whom live in the Reno area. -- While I served as the rector in Hermiston, Oregon, my wife (Rev. Jody -- She was ordained as a Priest in the Episcopal Church three years prior to my being ordained) - was asked, by the Bishop in Spokane, Washington to be the Priest-in-charge of a good size Episcopal Church in Kennewick, Wa. We moved to Kennewick, Wa., as our parishes were only about 29 miles away from the other. I officiated in Oregon and Jody officiated in Washington State. My commute was a scenic, freeway drive in open (irrigated!!) farmland. The highlight was almost a daily crossing over the Columbia River. In that area the Columbia River was / is about 3/4 mile wide. The West Coast is about 220 miles further West. Countless times I pulled over and simply watched the ocean-going barges being towed by huge ocean-going tugboats. And, YES!, I did my fair share of fishing for the salmon as they migrated to where they were originally born, for the annual spawning process. I still marvel at how a salmon can hatch in a tiny, mountain creek over two hundred miles from the Pacific Ocean; and when mature enough, migrate back to the Pacific Ocean where they would spread out, grow older -- and then - a few years later they would hook-up with millions of other salmon - so as to RETURN TO WHERE THEIR MOTHERS had laid her eggs (in a mountain creek far from the ocean). NOW, WE ARE DISCUSSING AN ANNUAL MIRACLE!! Ya think? --- That's enough of my selected memories.

Highland High School Graduated - 1966

Funniest memory. The Rams were always horny - or so they claimed. The 1966 Highland, girl cheerleaders, are said to still (avoid) thinking about those horny Rams they shared Study Hall with. ---- My Parental family moved from Miami Florida to Salt Lake City summer of 1961 (I was 14 years old at the time). My father had accepted a great corporate promotion and transfer to Utah. We lived near Foothill Village so I attended Hillside Jr. High - and then off to Highland.
The cultural differences were sometimes quite vivid, and yet I quickly grew to love living where we did, and to quickly call Utah my home. It is still HOME.

Jody and I have been blessed with much love, shared dreams, good health, and strong individual identities. For these and many others gifts we are most grateful. TBTG!