communion

Once Aunt Tilly, Mom’s sister, took Selma on a vacation trip.  So grandma would not be alone she picked 3 of her grandchildren to stay the week with her.  Gladys Erhardt was the older, 5 years, Morris Fisher was next  and then myself, Lillian Sommerer.  I might have been 8 years old, we did all the things Selma slways did and we had such fun together, even the work.  I remember scrubbing grandmas kitchen floor, she told me how.  I was so proud how pretty and clean it looked.  We got to pull water up from Grandpa’s well with a bucket on a rope.  One day after everything was clean and in place she had us light the lantern and then told Morris to go into the closet and open the trap door and put the lantern down and find the red iron strong box and lift it up, then she opened it with a key and took out $5.00.  The box was put back and the trap door was closed.  Then she sent the three of us to the waterfall pasture to play till she rang the dinner bell for us.  She had invited Pastor Bultman to come and give her Holy Communion as she couldn’t walk well enough to enjoy the privilege in Church.  I’ll never forget that, it’s stapled on my heart, that being able to take Holy communion is a most blessed thing one can do!  I loved my Grandmother so much, what a joyful time Gladys, Morris and I had.