I started as Primary organist which I wasn’t very good at, because I didn’t practice like I should have and my parents spent money they really didn’t have to give me piano lessons. That is one of my biggest regrets that I didn’t take advantage of.
Then I taught the Beehives, next the Laurels, and then I started writing roadshows. I was at the old Highland Church house when my father died, painting scenery for the roadshow. My family wasn’t able to get hold of me so they called Russell at school and he came and got me, but we didn’t get to Richfield until after he had died. My brother Jim stayed at the hospital so he could tell me; and not hear it from someone who worked there.
I wrote many roadshows and helped to direct them. The last one I was too sick to finish so your mother, Mariann, finished to for me.
I taught Primary and Relief Society. We are now the activities committee in the snow Bird Branch; I don’t must like it.
One time only I was a counselor in the Young Women’s. I loved this job and when I went to girls camp Jill, Susan, Bruce, and Ted got to stay with my sister, Joy, in Pleasant Grove. Their Uncle Dee taught them how to roll sleeping bags.
The job I truly love was the hardest; I had to pray and study a whole lot. It was the Gospel Doctrine class. It was very good for me.
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