Locked Doors and No Water
Dear Kidlinks,
Today I went in and out of the backdoor
of the church several times with no problems, but around 3, Sister Justice and
the Elders rang the bell and said they could not get in with their keys.
So I went back into the center and got mine which I was sure would work.
Well, my key didn't work any better than theirs did.
I had Elder Lewis try the other two
doors and he nearly broke his key in the west door. He also tried the
east door and said it would not work there either. So I assumed there
must have been some foul play and called Facility Maintenance and the Stake
President and told him what I assumed. I mean we did have 3 Community
Service Workers here today and yesterday one had used the east door and fixed
it so he could get in without coming through the back door. We have them
come in the back door for reason, right.
My Dad taught me as a
teenager what the definition of "assume" was according to him.
Lesson relearned, check before you call. Elder Lewis's key did not
work nor did mine which he also tried, but Elder Simpson's did on the west with
a lot of effort and with some effort on the east door,
I will probably see my dad smiling in my
dreams tonight reminding me of the lesson he taught so long ago. I was
sorry that I had called before checking myself, but maybe they will get the
building "rekeyed" and the back door fixed a little sooner, so the
old lady won't have to walk so far.
I am curious to see if someone came to
the back door after I went in around 2 and Diane came in around 3 or so.We have
cameras at all doors and that is how we caught the last unauthorized person who
came in and took things.
While all this was going on, there were
people in the FHC.
Amber Manygoats happen to be in the
center when Phil Zahne came in. We had spent a great deal of time on the phone
with SLC trying to get her account information and a new passwork in place.
While she was on the phone with SLC, I
showed him her pedigree chart and he made a phone call. She was able to
add two more sets of gr grandparents and two siblings to her gr grandmother.
I am not sure who was more excited. Both Phil and Amber were
grinning so wide.
I wished I had had my camera.
They were ear to ear as they listened to the person he had called who was
giving them the names. I remember just one, Skinny Manygoats. I am
sure he is very happy.
We also discovered that the water was off at
the church and at the apt. Fortunately
it did come back on a little after 5.
. I think my dad would have
enjoyed being out here and serving in this area. He could make things out
of nothing really, and he never let the minor things of life get to him. He
spent about 13 months batting cancer and was optimistic right to the last few
days.
There were some of his traits that I did
not inherit. I wish I had inherited his sense of humor, he loved a good joke.
I do think I inherited
both of their work ethics. They were both hard workers. I remember one of
our jobs was to find the nails that flew away when he hit them with the hammer.
He would carefully straighten them out. They did not have a lot of
money, so every nail counted.
My mom loved her front yard
Everything was neat and tidy. The back yard was the same to a
certain unmarked boundary line. Then it was somewhat neat, but there was
this amazing place behind the fence which was a kids' wonderland. It was
full of old things that did amazing things. The old cars became our
"own cars" where we could take amazing trips.
The sheds were full of treasures too,
but you had better not take any of those treasures or you would pay with
getting buns heated up with a belt. There were lots of hiding places
though that weren't off limits to little kids who loved to explore.
Most of Mom's treasures were in the
house and you knew better than to play with any of her nicknacks to many
chances of being caught in the act ;o}
( I did manage to drink the can of
Hershey chocolate a few times without getting caught. Yes, I was not
perfect, even though my kids have been told differently. LOL)
In some of the pictures of the living
room you will see the knicknacks in the windows behind the ruffled curtains
that she also loved.
At one time she had a collection of tea cups.
There were not two alike. It was a beautiful set, not sure whatever
happened to it.
Really not sure this all came out right
now. Guess I was thinking about them. I really miss them sometimes.
I started to weave a new rug yesterday,
I think Mom would have loved to learn how to weave. She was so creative
and artistic. I can see some of that in you grandkids.
Grandma Naomi, loved to crochet, so if
you love to crochet you have a part of her in you. If you love to tease,
you have a part of Grandpa, Lewellyn.
Love to see your comments, then I know someone
is reading what I wrote. Still looking for a proofreader. ;o}
Love,
Mom
AKA Aunt
Aka Sister Lainey
Did you know that only Grandpa Johnny and
Uncle Stan ever called me that, and Jackie does once in a while. LOL
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