Michele and Mary Abilene |
Family
Wes
Mary Abilene
Mom and Dad
Paul and Betty Pixler
Friends
Brook and Tom Henderson
Church
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In May the Women's Spring Fellowship got blizzarded out. We had a week of revival meetings called "Jesus Calls Us" which went very well. Wes worked long hours driving to Colorado Springs and Denver to visit parishoners in the hospital. I directed the choir and sang solos. We planted a garden.
We had a festive Homecoming in the fall. I brought over the corn shocks from our garden (oh, that sweet corn was sweet) down to Fellowship Hall, and a large black snake slithered out. I had a conniption. The farm wives were very matter of fact about chasing it down with brooms and cutting off its head with a hoe. One told me what a waste that was, since black snakes are harmless and eat mice. Abby was one year old by then and crawling up and down the stairs.
I worked with the children on their Christmas program. I think that year we did our Christmas Crankie, a modern retelling of the Nativity, and we were derided in the paper by the Baptist minister. He said that the minister's wife was doing the work of the devil.