Bananas anyone?
This story appears in my autobiography that Joy helped me publish last year, but I wanted it also to be on my blog, Fleeting Memories . It really belongs in a series of stories about Scout trips. Originally written about 1980. When I was twelve years old, our ward leaders organized a trip to Mexico for all of the boys in the Aaronic Priesthood who had 90% attendance or better at all their meetings. At the end of the year I had 100% attendance and got to go. There was only two other deacons, Harley Pace and Richard Stubbs my cousin. There were three teachers: Mike Traasdahl, Keith and Karl Edwards, the twins; and one priest, Hugh Scott. Carl James Stubbs (Jim) on the Los Angeles Temple grounds. Taken in April 1956 colorized on MyHeritage.com. It was an exciting time getting ready to go. We were going down through Mexicali to San Felipe to go deep sea fishing. We were going to stay at churches on the way down, visit the Los Angeles Temple grounds and stay o...