Love, Coach

Why did I always have the feeling that God was there with me every day, all the time, directing my path? I was in church a lot due to the faithful, persistent prayers of my two grandmothers and both mom and dad believing church was important. My parents had to work long hours as a waitress and butcher, but they sure insisted our attending. Being literally raised by the two oldest of my four sisters, Pat and Sharon, these Victorian gals were very strict in enforcing my grandmothers’ prayers for the five of us! So, every Wednesday night, Friday night, and Saturday night “prayer band”, every Sunday and Sunday evening we were always there. Dad provided five dimes so that we could all take the four mile, ten cent bus ride to church. He picked us up after church and the two older sisters left with boyfriends. Sometimes Barb, Joan and I would hitch a ride with them and get treated to Bonnie Doon’s ice cream and a burger, fries and cherry coke. The fifty’s were great years! Ours was a simple but very content life.