Kent didn’t like to get dressed in the mornings. He liked to wear his pajamas until noon. I usually dressed him just to get the job done. The day he was to get on the bus and go to the first grade, I told him that if he didn’t dress himself he couldn’t get on the bus. He dressed himself from that day on.
I had always said that when Kent started first grade, I was going to attend Ricks. I was still serving as Relief Society President and we were still in the chicken business. I knew I didn’t need anything else to do.
Lee was a senior in high school and Garth was playing ball. Our main entertainment was to take the entire family to all the games. We did many interesting things as we traveled. All the boys had to learn the Morse code, which was a requirement, for scout rank advancement. We would send and receive messages, sing songs, work on math and did mental quizzes.
The year Lee was a Senior, Madison had an outstanding basketball team and won district. When they went to Boise for state tournament, we just knew we would win state. The first game was held in the afternoon and no Madison cheering section. The other team had their entire student body, to cheer them. Madison had total silence, when they scored a basket. We lost that first game to a team that never won another game and we won all the rest of ours. Because we were in the loser bracket we could only take second. That was a heart break for all of us. Lee was having trouble with his legs. His leg veins would shut off and his legs ached. He tried to run for the track team. The coach told the team it was silly for parents to come drive them home, after practice, they should run home. Lee took him literally. I thought the coach just meant the boys in town. Lee tried to walk home or hitch a ride and his legs were bad. After basketball season Lee’s legs got better and he never had any more trouble. Reply Forwar
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