Often, after Sunday School, we would stop at the drug store in Powell that would be open, and purchase a copy of the Denver Post. Besides the comics section, there would be a rotragavure section, which had some of the most wonderful photos. (not color!) After lunch (then called Dinner) and the dishes, we would all settle down and read the paper (an approved Sunday activity?), then Mother and Daddy would take a nap, and we could be at our Sunday leisure to read, color in coloring books, play with paper dolls, or whatever we wanted to - no work. One of my earliest memories is of Mother sitting in the hammock with me in the yard at the little brown house where some of us were born, and reading Prince Valient to me. Money was very scarce then, but there must have been an occasional newspaper.
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I do wish I could still sit on the floor with Steve and read the comics.
When it was Judy, Steve and me left at home, we would leave home around 8:30 to get Dad to Priesthood Meeting by 9:00. We then had an hour to spend before Sunday School, so after we had dropped him off, Mother would drive us down town to Fryers Drug store or the Rexall Drug store (I think that was what they were called - they alternated Sundays) and buy the Denver Post. This was a time for practicing town driving, as we went from the church to the drug store, at least when Judy and I were learning to drive. By this time it was an absolute necessity to buy the Sunday paper. Then the four of us would sit and read the newspaper in the car while we waited for Priesthood Meeting to get done.
Both Ann and Steve look like they can read. Does anyone doubt that they can? At this age, I remember scanning the funnies the best we could and then later, Mom would read them to us. Talk about a family ritual!
Fryers was the Rexall Drug Store; Moyers was the other one.
It pays to have a Powell historian in the family. Thanks for clarifying that.
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