We had two choices this morning about attending church. There is a small branch of the church some 55 miles to the south and west in Holly, Colorado, or a ward back in Scott City, Kansas – 47 miles back.
We decided to travel back with my father in his car to Scott City. Because we would lose an hour traveling back over the time zone, we got an early start.
I really wanted to be spiritually fed today, and I was not disappointed. We heard wonderful talks about Father’s Day and listened to a most stirring rendition of Oh My Father by two young women playing the violin and flute. The other classes were very edifying.
It is always interesting hearing the local members pray and to hear what concerns they had. Back in Missouri and eastern Kansas, it was the rain and flooding. Here in western Kansas the prayers were for a good harvest (of the winter wheat crops) which will begin this coming week.
The old section of many of these Kansas towns have streets paved with bricks.
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A picture of Dad while driving on Father’s Day – 2010, at 95+ years of age.
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