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CHAPTER FIVE

Family Life

We continued to do things outdoors with the children. There was a fishing contest up the street and out in the country from where we lived - Camp Bartlett. We didn't belong to the club, but it was open to the public for the fishing contest. We bought two tickets, so Joey and Mike could fish. Joey was the fisherman in the family. Mike didn't care for it much, didn't like to put the worm on the hook. One of the prizes was an aluminum boat.

They fished all day with no results, then we said we had to go - they wanted to try one more time. Mike pulled up his line to throw it out again, and snagged a very large trout by the tail. He landed it, and it counted in the contest; he won the boat. It was the first thing he had ever won. We put it upside-down in the back yard - I think they flipped it over from time to time, to pretend to ride in it.

Around this time, we had gone to see a man who walked across the USA, carrying a cross. His name was Arthur Blessit. Rose was very impressed by the words that he spoke, and she made a commitment to our Lord at that time. I'm not sure if this was the first commitment that she really made on her own. She did make a commitment, a couple of years earlier - but, maybe it was more peer-pressure than anything else. Or, maybe this time...she was re-dedicating herself.

Rose was quite the seamstress. She entered a contest in Junior High School. She sewed a cape - it had a white background, with a blue and a green line (plaid) through it. It came out really nice; she won a watch. Another time she entered a sewing contest; made a mauve colored mini dress, it was really nice - she had her picture in the paper. The newspaper photographer came over to our house and took her picture standing on our staircase that was in the front hall.


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