We had such a good time at Mammoth Caves a couple of weeks ago, the rest of our district missionaries wanted to go.  So we all went there on P-day this week.  It was a rerun for us but enjoyable to spend time with the Oakleys and our young district elders.

The elders had a great time and it was quite a diversion for them from what they normally do on p-day.

Part of the fun on this trip was riding the ferry in the Park that takes cars across the Green River.  In this picture we are the lead car of three on the ferry and we are about midstream of the River.  Sister Peterson was very apprehensive about riding on the ferry but it turned out to be pretty tame.

An interesting road sign we found on our way home from Zone Meeting in Hopkinsville, the stake center for the area.  We do have some serious activities and I would like to share some.  Last Sunday I went home teaching with one of the High Priests in the branch.  He is a wonderful man that has quite a conversion story.  He loves Blue Grass music and plays the harmonica and banjo, both by ear.  He plays each week in a Blue Grass band that plays in a local Church.  He took his harmonica with him and played for a home bound widow we visited.  He played Amazing Grace, Church in the Wildwood and several other old time favorites.  I don't believe I have heard a prettier rendition of Amazing Grace.  The sister loved it because she too is a lover of Blue Grass music.  After the music we administered the Sacrament for her, taught her a lesson and gave her a Priesthood blessing.  Now that is what I call real Home Teaching!

Our next visit was too an illiterate older brother who had been converted some 20 years earlier in Mississippi.  He lives in the basement of a fellow that lets him work with him, but mostly he makes his living by stripping small copper wire by hand and selling the copper.  There were buckets of copper wire everywhere and only one chair but we still gave a lesson and had prayer.  Bob treated him very well and you could see the love he had for Brother Bob.

We visited one other active family but were gone for almost four hours.  There was some travel time involved because we went from one end of the ward to the other.  But mostly the time was consumed by Brother Bob.  For you see he openly says he has a disease, "diarrhea of the mouth."  He just loves to talk and even after we got back to our trailer, Bob visited for about an hour.

Later in the week I was teaching a lesson on the Plan of Salvation to our favorite hillbilly family that we have grown to love.   They consider themselves hillbillys and always say "y'all com back now, y'hear" to emphasize it when we leave.  Anyway I used the scripture about "In my house are many mansions . . .," and tried to focus on the idea of preparing to live in the Celestial Kingdom.  I asked the sister if she wanted a heavenly mansion.  She replied that she didn't know about a mansion but she would sure like a nice motor home with a roll out front room.  Of course Sister Peterson and I both lost our composure and it was a little difficult to get a serious conclusion to the lesson.

The wild ivy grows everywhere, on fences, telephone poles, old barns and even on top of this road sign.  There are places where it grows so thick on the trees along the roadside that you can't hardly see through it.      We have found it quite interesting.
Elder and Sister Peterson (Enjoying ourselves in Rural Kentucky)