tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post8319578899605652175..comments2023-07-08T06:45:37.946-06:00Comments on Penrose Mornings: Blood Family Blog: Where we Attended LDS Church in Powell WYDwighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06174492647465668322noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-5072940725997154292010-02-15T19:19:21.590-07:002010-02-15T19:19:21.590-07:00I have a funny vague memory of the log building. ...I have a funny vague memory of the log building. I have a little stronger memory of the "I-Oof" hall. I have a very strong memory of the excitement when we moved into the white church/barracks. That was a neat time. And then when the newer brick church was built, Dad put in hours and hours helping to build it. Didn't he also make the sign that was above the doors of the white church?Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06652616779595499610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-46170833742418554492010-02-11T08:50:58.893-07:002010-02-11T08:50:58.893-07:00P.S. I can remember dropping Dwight at the Boy Sco...P.S. I can remember dropping Dwight at the Boy Scout log house, and thinking he was lucky to be in a house like Abrham Lincoln's. Does anyone know the origin of that building?Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09288597968563641842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-15345603553951548372010-02-09T22:14:01.769-07:002010-02-09T22:14:01.769-07:00This is such a good reminder for us and for the ge...This is such a good reminder for us and for the generations to come. I think the humble efforts of church members at that time were lovingly received.Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09288597968563641842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-65227482058689734672010-02-09T10:37:06.864-07:002010-02-09T10:37:06.864-07:00I wish we had a picture of the Byron chapel. I re...I wish we had a picture of the Byron chapel. I remember it had a lot of steps going up into the front door, and there was a basement where I went to S.S. class. The main thing I remember about class was playing Drop the Handkerchief.I remember sitting in the chapel seeing Grandma sitting behind a rope that ran across the front,she led the music. Grandma and Grandpa took us kids to church in Byron quite a bit of the time. When we moved to Ralston we went to the boy Scout building in Powell, which was a branch, with Ivin Lynn as branch president. It was one room that was divided for classes by pulling curtains across, which didn't do anything about sound. And of course there are a lot of memories of the "I-Oof" hall. We were then made a ward and Ivin Lynn was bishop. Even though it wasn't a typical L.D.S. chapel the barracks building was all ours and was the building I went to the year I taught in Powell. And Ivin Lynn was still bishop. I echo your sentiments of what the memories have meant in my own life as well.Louise Bloodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13720563725669666384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114307744147144762.post-39708615005068960502010-02-09T10:20:34.604-07:002010-02-09T10:20:34.604-07:00I remember the Boy Scout log cabin - If my memory ...I remember the Boy Scout log cabin - If my memory is correct, when classes came, a curtain of some sort divided the adults from the children. There weren't very many members in those days. (And to think that today there are two LDS Church buildings and the Institute. Our first building that was all our own - the barracks that became a Church, was later augmented by purchasing a house to the east of these buildings, which became the Junior Sunday School. This building is the one that I remember so vividly - the newer brick church on 7th was built after I left home.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14728351230605312730noreply@blogger.com