Members

Sunday attendance was a little sparce.  Each area has a lottery for the people to draw for being able to sell at roadside stands that are popular.  Just above our house at the cut they draw on the last day of the month.  Each individual puts in their card and $50.  The names are then drawn by day for the right to sell in each location.
This week the Flagstaff area was being divided so many of our people were there.
You would think that they would not do very well selling beads and jewelry. At the cut above us there were two or three bus loads of Orientals. Each stand could make up to $1,000 from a stop like that. They even charge $5 for taking pictures of the stand and the individual.

We have to be careful when we ask to use the rest room.
This is the facility.  Not really a 5 Star Hotel.  The tank is
the source of heat and cooking.

Each week we get new names to visit.  We met Henry Botany.  He lives 6 or 7 miles off the road.  You need a jeep to get to his house.  He has been there every week for the last month.  He cannot read and he has trouble with small print so we cannot teach him.





This small trailer houses a mother and four
kids.  Note the dogs.  They are ever present
at each house.  We have not caught them home
as yet.  They are accross the Highway from the church

coming up the first hill to Daisy.s house.  We go four
wheeling every day.

This is Daisy's house in the distance.  It is about
four miles off the paved road.  The pens in the middle
of the picture are for their cows.  We are going to teach
the girl that lives farther up the hill this week

Daisy Nokodenich aunt.  She has been
through the temple.  She has a lung disease
that means she is on oxygen 24/7. She
does not speak English.

Sally and Ken Fowler.  Garden is in the
background.  Ken's mother has a large corn
field in the hills.  Size is "many acres".  As a family
they will harvest and sell the crop for an income.

Sister Hoover and her grandchildren.  The one
with the A is our first baptism.  His name is Devon
Their garden is in the background

The front door of our mobile home. Our garden
is to the right about ten feet. When you think you have
everything under control you get a new challenge. 
This week it is Prairie Dogs.





Mom was trying to get a picture
with the goat.  Note the hat.  You
will not see her in that after we
get home.