Going to Meeting

Once we rode to a meeting on the back of a large truck. The roads were dusty and it was several miles. By the time we got there, we were covered with dust, along with the clothes we were to wear to the meeting all day.

Well, we went to a house nearby, and the lady let us draw up cold well water. With our hankies, we washed off as best we could. We were windburned and chapped, but we stayed all day. That was a miserable day. I felt too ugly for anyone to see me. But my little grandma would not miss an association for love nor money.

Most of these times we were taken in homes to spend the night. Delegates were placed in member's homes at the host church. We found some really good places to stay and some not so good. But the lodging was free and noon meals were served at the church dinner-on-the-ground style. They were always a feast.