We have had a great week with being in the temple. The pageant is over and the temple
attendance has reduced as each day passes. Saturday afternoon was very quiet and we were all wanting
for something to do. We were able
to do some ordinances for our family file cards.
The Temple schedule has changed with the ending of the
pageant. This is what we have now:
New Schedule:
Sunday: Leave
for church 7:30 a.m. Get home by 2
p.m.
Monday: 7 a.m.
– 1 p.m.
Tuesday: P-day
Wednesday & Thursday: 3 – 9 p.m.
Friday: 7 a.m.
– 3 p.m.
Saturday: 12 –
7 p.m.
I played the organ a couple of times for patrons to enter
the chapel. It is always a special
time to play hymns that remind and teach us about the Savior and our purpose in
being here on earth. I like
the peace the music brings.
Other activities of the week included a trip to the Farmer’s
Market in Montrose with the Despain’s and driving down the street with the
temple front and center in our view.
I can see where it would be pretty cool to live in Montrose and have this
view every day. Just think of the view the Saints had as they watched the temple being built. I was not aware of how many of the
early Saints did live in Montrose.
Brigham Young’s family first lived here as well as families of other
apostles and many members. A ferry
connected the two communities and travel back and forth across the river was a
regular act each day. At the
Farmer’s Market I enjoyed a grilled peach half with ice cream. It was a first for me and
delicious! Bob had fresh cut up
peaches with ice cream. We came
home with baked goods, fresh corn, and a watermelon.
There is a steam engine tractor that supplies the steam to heat the boiler where the corn is cooked.
They then dump it into a tub of butter and serve. We just picked up an ear, went to the table where salt and pepper were, and enjoyed biting into lush hot buttery popping kernels of corn. Bob was in heaven!
There were numerous food booths, rides, and all kinds of booths to buy merchandise. It definitely had the feel of a county fair. People thronged the sidewalks, walkways, and tables with various lines extending for some distance. We had funnel cake and then ice cream. While eating ice cream, Sister Claver introduced herself as being from the area and we had a great conversation. She said her father was on the original committee who formed the fair 65 years ago. She sure could tell us stuff and we had a great visit. Other missionaries from the temple attend her ward and that made for a connection.
This is what you call a grill. Quarter chicken is being cooked. The chicken sits on movable grills. When they need to be turned two people lay another grill on top of one grill and flip them over, moving down the line. It was amazing to watch. They really put out the food.
On Sunday Bob drove me to St. Louis where I caught a flight headed to Salt Lake City. I drove on to Kendal's where I will be for the week to help out with the baby. All the traveling went well and it was good to see the family.
Crossing the Missouri River in St. Louis.
McKenna made a special sign for my visit.
Koa with a banged up eye from a tumble down the deck stairs, Kendal, and Carter.
Nick, McKenna, and Sam. Everyone was having fun on bikes and other riding devices.
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