Journal: Jeanette Sperry

f1947 (Thursday) – Sister Butler is here again after an operation for cancer in which she had to have her breast removed. She and I went around our district for Relief Society. 

I finished washing and ironing my temple clothes. 

Evening, Sister Smith went out to the 19th Ward where the different wards where the different wards of our stake put on some one act shows. Earl (Earl Sperry Lunt) wrote and directed the 17th Ward, but it came last in merit according to the 10 judges. 

It wasn’t so long or so colorful as most of the others, but I thought it was very nice. It represented a celebration in 1947 of the days of 1847. People coming home from the celebration, hurrying to their homes to prepare their evening meals, one mother with her son and daughter, the little chap wanted to stop and get an ice cream cone, but the mother refused as she was anxious to be home before before her husband and he usually made a fuss if meals were not ready on time, the little girl reminded her mother that because of her new freezing unit, the meal could soon be prepared, but the mother hurries off with her children. 

Then a young boy and girl came in, the early day pioneers and what an incentive it was to them to do their part in life. They wanted to prove their worthiness of those early leaders and in vision they could see those people. As they stand gazing into space a handcart appeared at the back of the stage with the pioneers, the father pushing the young boy pulling and the other members of the family standing on each side of the handcart, as if this was the vision the young folks beheld. A lovely quartet sang “I’ll Go Where You Want Me To Go, Dear Lord”. 

Prior to this skit Brother White whistled two lovely pieces. Brother Cowley of the Stake Presidency and wife gave Sister Smith and I a ride to the 19th Ward.

After the performance, Sister Smith and I walked up to the corner from the chapel and on home, but it was an upper road, different from the way we came, so we arrived at Main Street and had to walk down the hill to home. It was a very pleasant walk but a bit out of our way. It’s a little hard to keep track of directions in the dark.

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