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Woke up at 7.40. Sat in bed and worked on journal entry.
For breakfast Beulah gave me cranberry juice, an egg, sausage, bacon, toast.
Beulah’s husband took us to service. we arrived at 11.00.
Mother came on podium at about 12.20. She gave reports from the p.l. Jim fell 60 feet, while rescuing a bird, was unhurt. Sharon Cobb went along and gave medical exams to all. None has a medical problem. Mission is working toward financial self-sufficiency, Harvested crop of yams which sold to government.
LA junior choir sang and danced to “We’re Going to Get Away.”
Tape of one of Jim’s sermons.
Mother had taken three offerings, now spoke of people holding back. Had Johnny Brown take one by count down. Stopped after calling $30-$20 amounts and getting a poor response.
Mother spent some time talking about those who threatened suicide. She could understand this as she had been very suicidal and didn’t want to live in a world where there was so much injustice in spite of coming from a white middle class family with all the advantages. If it had not been for meeting Jim she wouldn’t have stayed on this earth. But Temple members have no excuse for talking of suicide. “”The children need you.”
Marcy tried again for an offering. We were $1000 behind. She went through the Temple and collecting mostly people’s change, when she still had to raise $750. The hour was getting later, she expressed her indignation and again quit.
Revelations from Jim were given.
Marcie said he would be back on Tuesday.
The meeting was dismissed about 5.00.
I ate at the seniors table. We had a meat and rice dish (the seniors weren’t given much meat), salad greens, corn, bread, 2 cookies and punch.
I changed clothes.
While waiting for the buses to leave, I finished reading the article in Time magazine on “Doonesbury.”
The buses left about 6.30.
As soon as the offering was taken, I went to sleep.
At the stop at Buttonwillow, I ate my lunch Beulah had given me some chicken and ribs and bread and an orange.
I fell asleep again and slept soundly all the way home, not even getting out at the second rest stop, as I didn’t want to disturb Pat Martin, my seating companion, whose arm was giving her trouble with bursitis.
We arrived in SF at 3.20.
Christians took me home.
I unpacked and went to bed at 4.30.