Karen continues…
Forgot about the pilot training and the “buying” of a church bldg. Just getting the recreation centers at both sites (Cavalier and Langdon) to use for meetings (Sacrament and Relief Society) was quite a coup, I thought. Big step up from the cigarette laden other place!
I think Matt started playing the piano in Cavalier. I think it was offered through the elementary school. Not sure if we had to pay extra or not. His piano training ended when we left ND for Minnesota becuz we didn’t have a piano right away. Always felt bad about that but then he took up the trombone becuz his friend Aaron Anderson wanted to be in the Dover-Eyota HS band!
Matt was in first through third grades in Cavalier. Some of that time was spent in temporary buildings put up on the school grounds — probably to accommodate the influx of the government project on Bjornson street. Those apts were eventually torn down, hauled to Rochester and put back up. The Brinkmans lived in one. Thought that was pretty funny that our old apartment house had followed us to Minn.
Matt was baptized in Fargo. Trying to remember why. Why wouldn’t they have a font in Grand Forks? We stayed overnite in a motel and made a big deal of it for Matthew. Think we stayed overnite when we went to District Conference in Grand Forks, too, becuz they had meetings on Saturday as well as Sunday.
Continuing David’s little episode with the little Day girl, I grounded him from playing with her and Debbie Nowlin’s little girl for a certain amount of time. But then Kimmy was born on Oct. 31 and Debbie watched Matt and David while I was in the hospital. So David didn’t suffer very long. He must have been 5 that year becuz he could have gone to kindergarten. Think we even sent him. Not sure if it was the crowded conditions of the school or what but they didn’t keep him in kindergarten. Said he’d be more prepared if we waited a year to send him. They did that with several children if I remember right so it may have been the numbers more than anything.
More from Karen tomorrow….
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