I was born to LaVar Hall and Mari LeAnne Hall in Saint George, Utah's Dixie Memorial Hospital. I lived most my childhood in Washington City and loved playing, yes playing, in the cemetery there. At the time, is was just dirt, me, and the headstones. Now there has been grass planted and so many of my favorites have disintegrated. I loved reading about the people on the headstones. At the time, I didn't realize so many were related to me. If only I'd known...The poem below is added, because my son's favorite primary song was "Jesus wants me for a sunbeam" and this poem made me think of him and what he may be up to now. Please visit my son's memorial. Tory Layne Hall May God grant you always...A sunbeam to warm you, A moonbeam to charm you, A sheltering Angel...So nothing can harm you, Laughter to cheer you, Faithful friends near you, And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.

I was born to LaVar Hall and Mari LeAnne Hall in Saint George, Utah's Dixie Memorial Hospital. I lived most my childhood in Washington City and loved playing, yes playing, in the cemetery there. At the time, is was just dirt, me, and the headstones. Now there has been grass planted and so many of my favorites have disintegrated. I loved reading about the people on the headstones. At the time, I didn't realize so many were related to me. If only I'd known...The poem below is added, because my son's favorite primary song was "Jesus wants me for a sunbeam" and this poem made me think of him and what he may be up to now. Please visit my son's memorial. Tory Layne Hall May God grant you always...A sunbeam to warm you, A moonbeam to charm you, A sheltering Angel...So nothing can harm you, Laughter to cheer you, Faithful friends near you, And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you.