And although you can barely tell from this picture, there was a steady stream of cars today heading back, mostly to the valley and Bay area. You had to keep your eyes open as you drove this weekend watching for sauntering pedestrians on our pine mountain roads.
Yesterday Elder Meese and I were in some great church meetings with our branch. Wonderful high council speakers, and 52 people in attendance!! No, our less active members didn't suddenly get inspired to attend. They were tourists, here for the holiday! It was so wonderful to have them; like our president told us, 'You only get the most dedicated that come to church on vacation'. Of course a couple of their kids were less than thrilled about getting dressed to be here, but it was still great to have them among us.
And after church? Well, no one wants to visit on a holiday weekend, and most are with family. So....
You cut up watermelon and pull up the Memorial Day 'Music And The Spoken Word'!
In the evening, we also watched 'Saints and Soldiers' and remembered my wonderful father, whose story so closely aligned with it. He really did serve a mission in Germany. Then, after he was married with one little girl, he was drafted into the army and sent back to Germany to fight in WW II. How did these men go through this experience and still come home to be loving husbands and fathers and faithful members of the church? I am so grateful.
And to celebrate today? Elder Meese once again found an event for us:
This is Rolund Elliot, a veteran of the Korean War. He conducted a brief flag ceremony at the local cemetery after which he played Taps on his old trumpet while another man lowered the flag to half mast.
He then stayed and spun tales of this area. According to Rolund, the Gold Rush did make some people rich, but it wasn't the prospectors. It was all the business owners that supplied them with their needs in these little towns!
Speaking of 'finding gold', Elder Meese seems to be good at it! The other day, he wanted to stop and knock on the door of a little house on Main Street. He was trying to get information about the lot next to them (he's still thinking of erecting a Nativity this Christmas). I wasn't keen at all on bothering them, but I eventually walked up there with him. And found... this man in his 'museum' behind his home!

He spent a lifetime driving truck; in his off-seasons he began building (by hand) replicas of every truck he'd driven. It's hard to believe when you see these.
Here is one of the most meaningful events of the week. Fred has a good Baptist friend who now lives in Texas. They used to discuss religion on a regular basis, and their friendship still endures. In the past two years, Bill has taken up painting. Fred sent him some money and said he'd very much like to have one of his water colors, whatever Bill chose. This week a package arrived with a beautiful letter which said he had painted something he felt Fred would appreciate a lot more.
He had enclosed the poem,
"Morning has broken like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken like the first bird. Praise for the singing; praise for the morning. Praise for them springing fresh from the world."
It is a treasure.
Here is another great shot - Fred with 'Jo'.
I love this little lady; we do 'Core and Balance' together at the Little House. Fred has introduced her to Family Search and has now tied her into several generations of her family! Others are also showing an interest....
Okay, what do you do for a poor Elder who has run out of funds before the end of the month? You can't bail him out; he's got to learn to budget! Right? But you CAN take pizza rolls to District Meeting instead of the usual cookies. If they each get a pan, it's okay. Right? Elder Meese humored me on this one and agreed to 'aid and abet'. I know. Last time.
Well, I'll close by saying we are still finding new people to meet with and having some wonderful experiences with branch members. The community seems to be accepting these unusual badge-wearing people with more warmth all the time (although several still confuse us with Seventh Day Adventists). But we are grateful to be in this lovely area. So Happy Memorial Day from us, and from Tom, a new acquaintance from this morning and a veteran who served in Viet Nam.



































