and ask the lady to see it. Harold just was not interested, but I just did not give up. I fell in love with that house. The lady was so nice that we were getting to be friends. She would show it to me anytime. I finally got Harold interested and we bought it for nine thousand dollars. We got seventy-five hundred for our Grantwood house. We sold it to Uncle George and Aunt Francy Laidig. It was during World War II and there were no public kindergartens that first year so our neighbors and I decided to have a neighborhood kindergarten. There were five families: Ruth Weiss, Austa Furman, Millie Sattler, Mrs. Clay and I. We each took a day and had a nice kindergarten for that year. It worked out great. The next year we heard of a kindergarten in a school on Douglas Road so I sent Sid there. It was for older children. After we moved, I became pregnant again and March eleventh nineteen forty-five, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She was born feet first. The doctor said she had her feet on the ground ready to go, or words to that effect. When they held her up for me to see, she had big blue eyes looking straight into mine. Really sweet. We named her Mary Lou. She clung to me and was really shy. The Rehklaus were sending Howard and Janet to a private nursery school, so we decided to send Mary Lou and Chuck to the same one. It worked out great. Mary Lou did really well and at age four, we started her on the piano. Then at five she had her own private recital it was the Nutcracker Suite. She overcame her shyness and when she married Reverend Tom Dillard, she was in the public. Mary Lou met her husband in Haiti. He was doing missionary work there. It was a beautiful romance and still is. They have been in missionary work in Africa and later traveled in Europe. Now he is pastoring a church in Fort Wayne, Indiana, but is also ministering in many foreign countries. It was a blessing that Mary Lou overcame her shyness when she was young. Aunt Kate, my Mother's youngest sister, never overcame hers and she lived to be an old lady. I remember she would sit in church with her head down, too bashful to look up. She was the only one of my Mother's sisters that never married. She lived with Grandpa Schwartz and kept house for him until he died at 96 years of age. My youngest baby girl was born September twenty-seventh, nineteen forty-nine. She was a little beauty and still is. Mary Lou wanted a baby sister so she prayed for God to send her a baby sister that smiles. Her prayers were answered when Lois Ann was born. I think she came into this world smiling, I'm sure that Mary Lou was smiling. I couldn't keep Lois Ann at the piano. She would see her friends playing and her interest in piano was short lived. She liked the outdoors and was more like her Mom. A little tomboy. She raised three boys, so it was good. She knew how to keep up with them. In nineteen seventy-seven I spent the winter with Chuck in Arizona. While I was there, Brother Tom preached a sermon at Beaumont, Texas, and I heard about it. It was about Jubilee, about families. I got a real burden for my daughter, Lois. She was married, had two children and was pregnant for the third. I remember I prayed that she would get so hungry for God that she wouldn't be able to keep her hands off of her Bible. Next thing I heard my daughter Mary Lou called me and told me Lois was going to the meetings they were having in Fort Wayne. Next thing I heard she was giving her heart to God and her husband was giving her an ultimatum to choose either him or God. She couldn't do any different, she chose God. She told him she just couldn't keep her hands off the Bible. God answers prayer, maybe not as quick as we like sometimes, but maybe we need patience and God helps us to develop it. Lois has a nice family. Adam and Dan work and are going to college too. Jesse graduates from high school in nineteen ninety-six. All three of Lois' sons are top students and graduated with honors. Jesse was inducted into the National Honor Society this year. Lois has worked hard and has provided her children a nice home. She is a wonderful Mother. God bless her for it. In 1977 I spent the winter with Chuck in Arizona. I enjoyed it a lot and then in the spring we headed back to Indiana. He was driving and needed a break, so I took over. He was sleeping sound, so after I drove several hours I thought I would pull over and sleep a while. There was a big semi tractor-trailer parked along the road, so I just pulled up behind him and fell asleep. I left the motor running because it was real cold and I needed to leave the heater on.