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Monologue by Mrs. T. Lynn Smith
February, 1992






I am Mrs. T. Lynn Smith. Dr. Samuel Proctor of the University of Florida has asked
me to record my life and my family life.

I was born Louvina Jackson in Manassa, Colorado, January 31,1906. My father's
name was William Jackson, and my mother was Mary Gilbert Jackson. Manassa,
Colorado, is in the San Luis Valley. It is a beautiful valley ninety miles long and ninety
miles wide. The Rocky Mountains on the west are beautiful and lovely, and we have been
there many times because of the sheep. The sheep were taken there in the summertime.
Over on the east side of the valley is the Sangre de Cristo [Mountain] Range, and that is a
beautiful valley, too, a beautiful range of mountains with clear, crisp air. I have always been
grateful that I grew up in this valley. It is so beautiful. I have always been surrounded with
beauty and the memory of it.

The only way to get into the San Luis Valley without going over a high mountain
range is from the south side, through Albuquerque and Santa Fe. There are lesser
mountains and lovely ranches close by Manassa. My father was a sheep rancher, and it
was necessary to have ranches close by Manassa for lambing and sheering and grazing.
They called these ranches by the names from whom we had bought them, some of them.
There is a Jim Mac Ranch and the Jensen Ranch. These are ranches close by Manassa,
so there is no trouble to run around and care for the sheep.

The Doby Ranch had a Mexican house. The house was very old when we
purchased it. It finally disintegrated because of a lack of a coat of plaster every year. They
had to have that or the mud will disintegrate, and this one did. We had lots of good times in
that house. Then there was a brick house that my Grandfather [Jackson] built. He baked
the bricks and built that house when he was a young man, and we have always loved it. I
painted [a portrait of] that house several years ago and loved it. I liked the painting so
much I gave it to my sister Lorraine. I wanted another one, so I am painting another one
now.

The summer range for the sheep was on the Wolf Creek Pass, on the west side, 100
miles from home. Oh, it is beautiful there. I was up there this summer. [The elevation is]
13,000 feet. It was so beautiful.









I grew up in a very loving household. I want to tell you about my mother before I go
on and to give you a picture of the home that I grew up in and the qualities of that home
that I have tried to carry into my home, our home. My mother was a very beautiful woman,
and she was very artistic. She was an artist. She did many beautiful things. She created a
beautiful home, and she was very kind and loving and generous to all those who knew her.
She had many friends in the valley and throughout Colorado. She was bilingual; she
learned Spanish when she was a very young girl, and she used it all through her life, talking
with the Spaniards and interpreting for the Anglos. She was a great service to them. They
always came to Mother when they needed help. Not always, but many of them did. "Oh,
Mary, Mary, I need help. Polo is in jail again." Well, of course she gave the money to get
Polo out of jail. He was in trouble again. But my mother was never without help, either. It
worked both ways. Mrs. Montoria would come and help my mother when needed it.
We had a very lovely mother, kind and fair and honest. We never quarreled in our
home. We loved each other, and we supported one another. This was based on love, her
love for her family and for her church and for her community and for everyone in need.
There were a couple of families that she helped. They were poor people. The father died,
and the mother was left with the children. Many times they appeared at suppertime, but
there was always plenty for them, and we always had places for them. My mother was kind
and dear.

She was a pioneer. I will tell you why I think she was pioneer. She was a relief
society president, an office next to the bishop. The relief society took care of the sick
people, the poor people. We did not have the facilities for burial that we have today, and
they prepared the body for burial. They would arrange the flowers for the service, and my
grandmother helped Mama with the flowers. They were just good people to everyone who
needed help. My mother was president of this for a time. The members took turns.

When she was president the need for electricity came in view. When our house was
built--did I tell you that we had a lovely home?--it was built by a German and his son,
created and designed with good materials. [It is] as good today as the day it was built. Our
house was wired for electricity, but Manassa did not have electricity, so we had a Delco
system over in my grandfather's garage, which was only a block away. That furnished
electricity for my grandfather and for my father, for his two brothers, for the recreation
center, and for the bishop's building, all within an area that could be accomplished without a
lot of trouble. My father went over one night to check on the Delco system, and it was
running all right. He went home and went to bed. He was called soon after that to tell him
that the Delco system was on fire, and so was the garage. The garage was not far from the
house, so by the bucket system the fire was soon put out. But the Delco system was gone,
destroyed. That left the whole town without electricity.

I do not know how we survived that fire, but we did. My mother thought of a plan.
She knew that we needed electricity, and it was only three miles away. The power [line]
went as far as Romeo, which is only three miles from Manassa. She would have us all,
everyone in the town--it was a Mormon town--save their Sunday eggs and take them over









to Brother Seller's grocery store, and he would give us credit for these eggs. The children
could take them on the way to school [on Monday morning].

When the time was up and there seemed to be ample money to get the wire from
Romeo over to Manassa, the price was arranged and agreed upon, and electricity came to
Manassa. That was a great day. Anyone could have electricity who wanted it, and most
people did. We were certainly glad to have it. It meant we would have street lights and no
more walking home in the black dark at night. We were all grateful for it, for refrigeration
and for laundry and cooking and all the other things that we use it for.

Well, this is one of the things that my mother did: she brought electricity to Manassa,
the first we had. This was only one of the things that she did. She was a great lady. I
respect my mother, and I love my mothervery much. We all do. But this was one of those
special things that [she as] a pioneer did in our town.

Now, I tried to build the foundation for our home, too, with lots of love and principle
and honesty and justice and books and art and music, and we had lots of travel. It was a
good life, and I made home my priority. I never worked professionally after the children were
born. My place was at home, and I created a beautiful home and all the qualities that go to
make a happy home.

After finishing high school in Manassa I went to Salt Lake City to enter nurses
training. I was at the LDS [Latter-Day Saints] Hospital, and some of our classes were held
at the University of Utah, like anatomy, and other classes were held in our classrooms at
the hospital. Then we would be assigned in the diet kitchen or in the lab or on the floors to
put into practice what we had learned in class. Our doctors were the best in a mountain
clinic and Salt Lake clinic, and independent doctors. Our supervisors were from the big
hospitals in the East--Chicago and Massachusetts. Very few were from around Utah.
Some were, but not all.

After three years of practice and study I graduated. We had our commencement
exercises in the tabernacle of the Mormon Church. I graduated with honors. It was a
lovely occasion, and I appreciated that my parents were there. After I completed my days
at the hospital I worked in and around Salt Lake [City] until Christmas. Then I went home
for Christmas. It was a beautiful time to be home and a joy to be there again with my
family.

Dr. Davlon from Alamosa, Colorado, called during Christmas break to ask me to
come to his hospital in Alamosa to assist him in his work, which I did, with great joy. I
worked at the hospital that spring, and I had some cases away from the hospital. [I worked]
mostly at the hospital with Dr. Davlon.

In May of 1928 Lynn Smith graduated from BYU [Brigham Young University], and we
were married and went to Minneapolis, Minnesota, where Lynn was to enter graduate









school for his Ph.D. in sociology. We had reciprocity with Minnesota, so I went to work. It
was my duty to make the money to pay the rent and to buy the groceries and any other
thing that we might need. Mr. Guggenheim of New York was most generous, and he paid
Lynn's tuition and books. So for the next three years Lynn went to school, and I went to
work.

It was during the Depression, you know, and practically no one had money. But we
will always be grateful to Mr. Guggenheim for his generosity. I worked in and around
Minneapolis, and I also went to Wisconsin on cases. It was bitterly cold with lots of snow,
and I was glad when that was over. But I did the very best I could in freezing weather.
Then I was offered a position at the hospital in the students section, and that is where I
spent the rest of my time while I was in Minneapolis. That was a great promotion, I felt,
because I did not have to be out in the bitterly cold areas waiting for a streetcar or taxi to
take me to my destination. Our apartment was within a block of the hospital.

The third year we went over to Harvard. Lynn's professors had joined the faculty at
Harvard at that time, Pitirim Sorokin of Russia and Carle Zimmerman. After that year Lynn
was invited to join the faculty at Baton Rouge at LSU [Louisiana State University]. We shall
always be grateful to Fred C. Frye for this wonderful opportunity to go to Baton Rouge and
serve on the faculty.

We did not really suffer at all during the Depression because LSU owned the
barracks where we lived, the Spanish barracks right across the street from the capitol
building [that] Huey Long had just built on the bank of the Mississippi River. It really was
thrilling to hear the barges go by; it was quite interesting. We did not have bridges; Huey
Long had not gone that far yet, building bridges, but he did later, as you know. We would
have to go across the river if we wanted to--and we did often--on a ferry boat that would
take our car and cross over.

While we were at the Pentagon, about two or three years later, Jack was born. He
was such a precious little boy. He had a lot of friends. Old Kikie, a little girl his age, was
one of them. He would put his little forehead and nose on the screen door and call, "Kikie,"
until he found Kikie. Then he would come home with Kikie with his nose and forehead
covered with soot. I would wash him up and put a little pan ofwaterout forthem to play in.
That is the way they spent their mornings. It was a lovely place for children to play. It was
enclosed, and there was no danger of traffic. The safety of the children was certainly
ensured.

Then we went over to Myrtle Avenue in Baton Rouge and had a little house over
there. We met the Benny Crafts, and they were just precious people. They still are some
of our dearest friends. It was just wonderful to be with them. They had two children the
ages of ours. Richard was born four and a half years after Jack. It was not long after that
that we built a house over on Stanford Avenue. Our house was on a five-acre plot, and the









children just loved it. The Craft children and our children would come home from school
and go out and play on the acreage.

The little dog Taffy we acquired. Taffy was really an aristocratic little dog. She was so
beautiful. She was a small cocker spaniel, and so precious. She would see the children
coming [home from school], and [she would] run to meet them. They would share their
cookies and milk with Taffy and then go out to play on that five acres. Jack and Benny
used to take their hatchets down to the swamp and bring cyprus knees to me. The cyprus
knees were so beautiful, and I loved them so much. But so did other people. We would
have guests and visitors and students, and they would all admire them and want one, and
in a weak moment I gave them away. I am sorry I did, Jack. I gave the very last one away
thinking [that] Jack and Benny would bring me some more. But they never did. Time ran
out, and I do not have one today, Jack, and I am sorry.

I used to take the children to the library once every two weeks for their books. They
could choose the library books they wanted to take home, and we returned the others.
Then I would take them over to Lois Shortes's, and they could buy a book each if they
wanted one. If they found anything they would like to take home, they could buy a book.
This is the way they built up their library, and they did buy some very nice books. We still
have them. We have bookhouse at home, too, and the classics, so my sons were
furnished with good reading always. They could read before they went to school. They
would read the books and put on plays with Benny and Baron. They would come to the
house a dozen times a day to get new things to get dressed up in to portray certain
characters that they had read about. They had a tent down in the acreage. There was no
problem. They never wanted to be on the streets. They much preferred being at home.
Then Jack and Richard had bicycles later on, and they could go back and forth to Baron's
and Benny's. They had a boat, and they could paddle their little boat over to Benny's. It
was a great growing-up, and I am so grateful for it.

We went out to Colorado many times. When Jack was nine months old, in fact, we
went out to Colorado. He had an uncle out there, and Lynn had said, "Good-by, Lyle," and
Jack repeated this, "Good-by, Lyle." He was nine months old. Well, our children have
been a joy.

Our travels also began in earnest. We went to California. Lynn went there to teach,
I went to school in Berkeley, and the children were in their schools. It was certainly a
satisfactory summer. The children and I would go by the delicatessen and buy food,
delicious things, for lunch--vegetables and things for salads and all. Then Lynn would join
us at our apartment for lunch. It was a good life, and we did the parks out there, especially
Yosemite National Park, the redwood forests and many others. On the way out there we
stopped at the Painted Desert and the Petrified Forest in Arizona. They are wonderful
things to see. After school was over we did other travels.









By the time the children had finished high school we had covered all the major parks
in the United States, [including] the Grand Canyon and Zion Canyon and Yellowstone Park
and Mount Rushmore. The children were so impressed with this. Then we saw out in
Idaho a great indentation in the earth brought about by a meteorite centuries ago. [This is
called Craters of the Moon National Monument.] It is very large and quite deep. It must
have been a great heavenly body that fell. We have always wished that we had more
information on that. It still is not too late. We went to Niagara Falls once. Comparing
Niagara Falls with IguassO Falls in Brazil, Niagara Falls are much higher but not so spread
out. Down at IguassO Falls the water runs over from Argentina into Brazil, they are spread
out like a horseshoe [formation] quite some distance and [are] quite rough and rugged and
not so high. It was interesting to see the comparison.

Down in Brazil, too, we saw orchids, because it is warm and humid, just what orchids
love. At that time I had some orchids at home; I had created a little orchid [greenhouse].
When Lynn was ill a friend brought an orchid to him, and I thought, Well, Lynn should be
outside more, and this orchid belongs outside, not in the house. So from then on we
created a little [greenhouse]. We had a patio in the back of our house, and we covered it
over and put a plastic roof on the top so it was warm enough for Lynn to walk out and be
outside but out of the wind. That is the way our orchid creation started, from that one that a
friend gave to Lynn.

We were in Brazil later for an opening of some orchid shows. Actually, the Brazilian
government had paid our way from the doorstep down to Sao Paulo and back, and Lynn
would lecture. We went out to an orchid farm, the largest in the world. Queen Elizabeth
had just been there to open that show, and we were taken to the gardens, too. Later on in
the morning we were invited into the house for cappuccino, and our host asked, "See that
cup right on top of the cupboard, on the very top shelf?" We did, and he brought it down.
Queen Elizabeth's lipstick was still on the cup. It had never been washed, and I do not
suppose it has to this day. But he gave me some orchid plants, beautiful things, and I
brought them home. They came through Miami just fine after a little delay. I could bring
them home. They were lovely things, and I added them to our collection in the patio at
home. I had quite a collection at one time, and they were lovely things. Orchids are so
perfect, orchids and roses, I think. Well, all flowers.

I grew some roses, too, at one time. I raised them, and they were lovely, large
cabbage roses. After Lynn passed on I painted [a still life of] them.

It was about time now for Pearl Harbor, and we were at war. I had been asked to
give some courses in first aid, which I did. Lynn was asked by Cordell Hull, our secretary of
state, to go to Brazil for a year, to take his family and do some work for the embassy. A lot
of Germans were down in Brazil, and the Germans were not our friends. Well, it was quite
a year!









We rented [out] our new house, and it was so lovely. [It was] a two-story Colonial
house we had just built, and we rented [it] to an army family. The house was new and
furnished, and it was a good arrangement for them and for us. Lynn's travel orders came
before the family's, about a week, so he had to go on. But the children and I soon followed,
within the next week. It was my duty to close up the house and see that everything was
clean and nice. I had a good maid help me or I would never have made it. [I also had] to
see about our banking and our travels and everything else, all the details. But I made it,
with the children's help, and we were on the train to go to Jacksonville and then down to
Miami. The trains were full of soldiers, and the planes were full of soldiers.

After brief stops we went from island to island in the Caribbean in an amphibian
boat, which was very interesting for the children because they were so interested in the war
equipment. They had coconut milk out of coconut shells, the fresh coconut.

We arrived one day late in Rio de Janeiro, and Lynn and Louisa greeted us. Louisa
Romos was the wife of Dr. [Otto] Romos who had been to LSU to lecture with us that year.
She greeted us with a basket of orchids. What a luxury! We enjoyed them so much. She
had a house for us in Ipanema, not far from the beach. We put the children in the schools,
as it was in the middle of the year. They had been so happy and settled in at the
demonstration school at LSU, but now they had to make a change, and they did it very
graciously. Jack [was nine and a half years old and] went to the American school, and we
had a tutor for him. All the children could speak Portuguese--they had been there longer--
all but Jack. Jack did not want to be left out, so he got busy right away with work at school
and with his tutor. He spoke Portuguese within three months, and without an accent.

Richard did very well in his school, too. The American school did not take children
as young as Richard--he was five then. There was a little Catholic school not far from us--
just across the street, in fact--and I could walk Richard over and pick him up in the
afternoon. One time he said, "Mother, what does no foz isso mean?" I said, "Richard,
dear, it means 'do not do this.'" That is the way he learned his Portuguese, through
phrases and instruction in school and at home.

While the children were at their schools learning their Portuguese and lessons, I
went down to the Institute of Brazil and the Santa Sonidosto learn my Portuguese. There
is something else I wanted to learn, and that was [about] the culture of these people, the
history of these people, how they got there, who governed them, why they were
Portuguese, why . Well, I had so many questions unanswered, so I studied Brazilian
history. I learned about how Don Pedros I and II, the viceroys, treated their wives and their
mistresses. [I also learned] a lot of other things. That was really a great year for progress.

Our children played with the embassy children. One time people from the French
Embassy came to call, and they brought their two sons [who were] the same ages as our
children. Now, the French children did not speak English, and our children did not speak
French, so they played together in Portuguese. They became good friends.










To show you how Richard progressed with his learning by phrases and grammar, I
never liked to be out of the house when the children were home. It was important to me.
One day there were errands I had to do in town, so I left Richard with the five servants.
[Jack was at a friend's house.] The little mollekies knew that I was not home. When I
returned home later in the afternoon our servants were at the front door wringing their
hands and crying, saying that Richard had fired them and they were to leave right away
because we did not like them anymore. I said: "I do not understand this, Richard. I do not
understand it at all. I want you to tell me about it." "Well, we do not like them." "Well, I like
them, and I would not want to keep house here without them. Maybe you had better tell me
about it." "Well," he said, "the servants would not let me climb the carambola tree."

See, that was the whole thing. Richard did not understand about children, that he
could not just play with every child that came along in Brazil. It is not that way down there.
I am sorry. The Brazilians know that, too. They were just little street children. They were
born, and that is it. They are left to make it on their own, one way or another. I said:
"Richard, you have to understand this, that you cannot play with just every Brazilian child
that comes along. We have those carambolas and they were hungry and they are on the
street to find food wherever they can. They knew I was not at home, and the servants
could not keep them out. They wanted some food." We did not care a thing as far as the
food was concerned, but I did not like them to climb over into our yard when I was away.
Well, that was just one thing that Richard learned.

I said, "Now, Richard, how would you like to mow the lawn and do the laundry all
week and iron it and put it back in the drawers, and how would you like to make the beds?
and how would you like to go to market every day? and how would you like to boil the milk
and the water every day? and how would you like to clean the house? and how would you
like to wash the dishes? and how would you like to cook?" "Well, I would not like that." So
I said, "Well, you had better make up with these servants or they are going to leave you
high and dry, and there is no one else to do it but you, because I am not going to do it." He
went right over and shook hands with those servants and said he was sorry. Then they
laughed and smiled and gave Richard a hug and came over and shook hands with me.
They were so grateful. Then I said, "I believe it is about dinnertime, is it not?" so they
hurried off to do their work and start the dinner.

In the Third World you do not do without servants. You get along with them,
because you cannot do it yourself. There are so many details that in America we do not
have. We do our own work. Lots of times we have maybe one maid, but we do not have a
stack of servants, like five. Very few people in the world have five servants--except in the
Third World.

The war was over--we heard so on BBC--and we were all grateful. When the year
was up for helping the embassy we were getting ready to go home. We went up into the
mountains and bought a lovely chest of rosewood, that wonderful wood down in Brazil.









They are just cutting it and burning it. But we did get a rosewood chest with metal pulls and
very classic style. [We also bought] a coffee table to go with it. We paid one quanto, which
was fifty dollars. Years after that we went back to Brazil to do some teaching, and that
same quanto was worth only twenty-five cents. Inflation was that bad. You could not even
buy a cappuccino, a little coffee, for twenty-five cents, a quanto.

We were home now in our lovely new home in Gainesville, and we were happy to be
back again and see our friends. That is when so many nice things happened to us. When
we were in Brazil, too, the children and I would go across the bay, Gauna Bay, on the ferry
[to the island of Pacetaw. We would] take our lunch and ride bicycles. This was lots of fun.
We did this when Lynn was out of town, and he was out of town a great [deal] of the time,
out in the backwoods. He taught some classes over in Sao Paulo.

[When we returned to Baton Rouge we bought] our little dog Taffy. It was after we
came back from Brazil that we bought Taffy from a friend of ours whose cocker spaniel had
had puppies. The children selected the little dog, and they named her Taffy. But we did
more than that. She was such an aristocratic little dog. They had her registered as
Contessa de Pacetaw, Countess of Pacetaw.

There were many nice things that happened to us. Lynn had been in Mexico for the
summer, and when he came back he said, "I would like to take you and the children to
Mexico for Christmas." We had some friends down there whom we had met in Rio [de
Janeiro, Brazil], and they invited us to come down, so we did. We picked the children up
the last day of school and started our drive to Mexico. When we were there they took us
over to the embassy. Jack looked around (he was in high school then, probably a
freshman or a sophomore) and said: "You know, this is what I would like to do when I am
ready to select a career. I want to be a diplomat." He was sure he wanted to go into the
foreign service and make political science his major in school. He did this, and he
graduated with honors from the University of Florida.

Richard went to Mexico City to college, and he graduated with honors in political
science and history. Years later Richard came from New Orleans to see me in Gainesville,
and he said, "I would like to do that." I was doing a collage. Lynn and I had just been to
Spain and Portugal that summer, and I was doing a collage of Carimba, Spain. Richard
said, "I would like to do a collage." So I set him up with some paints and supplies, and he
did one. He did several, and very well. Well, this was a turning point for Richard. He was
soon in Jackson Square [New Orleans] painting. He did some beautiful things. His
paintings have gone all over the world in many cities and countries. Richard has a record
of all of his paintings and who bought them and where they were from. Richard is an
American Primitive artist, and he is recording history in his paintings--"gone with the wind"
things. We will not see those things anymore. They are really fabulous. I have a collection
here at home. He has sold many.









One day soon after Lynn passed on I went to New Orleans to see Richard, and he
had gone down to the square where they were having an art show. He had seven paintings
in the show that day. I was standing a far distance from Richard, and I saw two Japanese
businessmen with him, and they bought all of those paintings. This was a very good day.
Richard's paintings are excellent. They are detailed, and he does lots of research on his
paintings, too. He does surfaces and lovely things. He does [country] churches having a
cake sale, for instance. I have seen many of them. They are really wonderful paintings.

We were talking about Colombia last night with some friends. Lynn and I had been
in all the Latin American and Central American countries. It is wonderful to look back on
those times and see how things have changed. I told you about Brazil's rampant inflation. I
told you a little about IguassO Falls and that part of Brazil. We have covered most of Brazil.

I want to begin again by telling you about Colombia, South America. Colombia is a
large country. Of course, it is Catholic and Spanish, and it has so many beautiful qualities
about it, too, wonderful qualities. I will tell you about the Cauca Valley. Jack and [his wife]
Bunna were stationed there in Colombia for two terms of duty. Beginning the third term is
when the state department asked Jack to go to Columbia University [in New York] and take
another degree in northern European affairs. That is why he wound up with NATO later on.
Jack and Bunna were down there, and we went down. Lynn went down to lecture.

We had so many lovely trips. One of the special ones was the one to the Cauca
Valley [in Colombia]. That is a beautiful, big valley; it was at that time. Best of all, it was
just so lush and beautiful. There were cattle grazing in luch pastures, and it was a
wonderful place. We had a friend down there named Don Zero. They had lovely fruit down
there, and he would send us a basket of fruit. We would work, and so would he. Along
with some other friends we would stop our work at 5:00 every day and go to a little French
cafe and have a French pastry and a cappuccino and a lot of good conversation. This was
a delightful thing, and this would hold us over until our 10:00 dinner.

Cauca Valley is a large, spacious valley surrounded by lovely mountains, beautiful
mountains. They reminded me so much of Colorado. I noticed the big bamboo, great,
large bamboo, and everything seemed to be bigger and better in the Cauca Valley.

Well, you have an idea now of the picture of it then. The picture of it now is
devastation. Where the beautiful fields of lush growth were cocaine is now growing; they
now grow cocoa leaves. [They are] devastating that country, and certainly devastating our
country and the rest of the world.

We went back to Cali a few years later when the Brazilian government had invited us
down to lecture and do other things. I will go into that later, if I have not already. My sister
and brother-in-law went with us, because we wanted to show them Cali; we loved it so
much. Well, there is an international hotel there now, and busy streets with lots of cars.
On the walkway by that busy street there is a nice pathway and a walkway that is not









crowded at all with people. On the other side are street houses and businesses and people
walking.

After our dinner, Josephine and Reubin and I decided we would take a walk. Lynn
rested, as he usually did in the afternoon. We were walking along, and I was behind
Josephine and Reubin. I like to be in the back. I had my purse with a good strap on it over
my shoulder and my arm around it. Well, it was secure and snug. In an instant a man, a
human being--he looked like an animal and growled like an animal--growled at me and
pulled at my dress and reached for my purse. I screamed, but no one helped me. No one
came to my rescue. I pulled myself around on the other side, and he moved around. I had
a dress with nice big buttons on the front. He pulled some of them off. I thought, I still have
this purse, and I am going to keep it. It had some very nice things in it. It was just as safe
with me as it would have been at the hotel. I had a passport with me and other things.
Finally he saw that I was not going to give up and that he was drawing attention, so he left
me. Well, the people then surrounded me. "You should not be carrying a purse. You
should not be wearing a ring." On the other hand, they were wearing dangling earrings.
This was a different picture of Cali that I hoped never to see.

In the fields we saw sophisticated farming machinery rusting. Our government had
been giving them great amounts of money so that they would not go communist. We had
been sending them our agricultural equipment, which they knew nothing about. Theirs was
a "toe-and-hoe" agriculture: dig a hole with a hoe and cover it up with a toe. There our
agricultural materials and expensive equipment and machinery were standing out in the
fields rusting away. No one knew how to take care of it or use it.

We did so many nice things with Jack and Bunna down there. There were some
very good restaurants. Over in Leticia is where they get the tigers and snakes and all sorts
of animals for the zoos and for right here in Florida. Jack went over to Leticia once while
we were there.

The Savanna de Bogota is where Jack and Bunna had their apartment. They had a
beautiful view of the mountains and a lovely valley. Now it is overrun with drugs. Another
thing we had were baskets of orchids given to us, and we would bring them home.
Medellin was one of the favorite places to buy orchids, but now Medellin is used for another
purpose: to pick up drugs and ship them to the U.S. The world is changing, and Medellin
and Colombia are no exceptions.

We went to see the gold in the bank down in Bogota when we were there. Jack and
Bunna went with us. They have a collection of gold and silver that is quite extensive. This
was some that the Spaniards did not get away with. At least they have this much left, and
they keep it in the bank. It is beautiful. I have a pin that is a copy of a piece of the gold in
Bogota. I am very happy to have that. I also have a silver bracelet.









We went down to Santiago, Chile. This is where the Indians held out the longest
from being captured by the Spaniards. They put up a good fight for some time. It was
when the Spaniards gave the natives alcohol that they disintegrated. They became weak,
and they were captured. Their land was taken away from them, and they were pushed to
the mountains to eke out a living as best they could. It has been that way all along.

We went to the museum two or three times; there is so much to see there. I will tell
you about a little girl who was found frozen to death. She is kept at the same temperature
at which they found her. She was sitting and dressed in such precious clothes. [She was
wearing] a little hat and woven materials for her clothes. The museum has kept her at that
frigid temperature. We saw other wonderful things in the museum.

That night we were invited to a picnic. Our hosts [and others] were Germans. Trust
the Germans to find the very nicest spots for picnics and out-of-door life. They did in this
case. It was just beautiful. They had boating and swimming and all the other activities for
out of doors. It was a lovely picnic. We enjoyed being with them very much, and they were
very interesting. I asked our hosts how long they had been in Chile--I imagine this was
about fifty years ago--and he said: "Well, our grandparents came 100 years ago, and we
have been here a few years." That was about the time that my grandparents were coming
from England to settle in America. There was a great exodus from Europe at that time.

That night we were asked by the charge d'affaires to go with him out to his home. It
was some distance south, and in some places there are no roads at all. We just headed
out into the bush and found the best way down there. There were gates to open and close.
Finally in the wee hours of the morning we arrived. He told us about an earthquake that
had knocked most of the house down. I knew that was true because when I went into what
was supposed to be the bedroom it was still littered with debris from the earthquake. It had
not been repaired at all, as far as I could see. It was a weird place, and I was a little
nervous. Lynn sat up longer and spoke with the gentleman, but I went to bed. I was afraid.
I did not like that at all. [There were] big open spaces in the floor and boulders to pick our
way around. I was glad when that night was over.

The next morning at breakfast a little serving maid served breakfast, and our host
told us about a mirror that had been on that wall when the earthquake came. The mirror
extended from the ceiling down to the floor and [was] about six or eight feet wide. He said
that that mirror was taken off the wall and out of the house, and it was resting by a tree--not
even cracked! I thought that was the most miraculous thing. They put it [back] in the
house eventually. There was a big river gushing along, and that was beautiful. I enjoyed
looking at that.

It was desolate country. But after all, when you are down that far in Chile you are
not too far from the South Pole. Great billows of dark clouds would indicate a storm. The
Humboldt Current would bring up wonderful fish [and penguins]. It is interesting to watch,
though it is frightening.










We went very far [south], and I wished afterwards that we had made the effort to go
on to the South Pole, but that was before planes were going down very often. This was
more exploratory. But we enjoyed Chile. Then [we went] into Argentina, and that is where
the IguassO Falls flows over into Brazil. It is quite a picture. It is very steamy and warm, an
ideal country for orchids. We enjoyed walking around and seeing this. Then we went over
to Ascuncin [Paraguay] and down into Brazil on the other side. It was a very interesting
trip.

I have told you a great deal about Brazil. There are many things about it that I
admire and I like very much. We have many friends there. But if I were to choose a
[favorite] country in South America, it would be Peru. I love Peru. I love the people. They
tell me that it is not quite the same now. The communists are still there, and they say they
have ruined Peru. I have not been back. I have been to Tecusco and Machupicchu twice,
and I love that. I love the Inca civilization. They tell me they have a nice, big hotel now so
that you do not have to make the entire trip up and down by little train the same day. I love
Peru.

I think I have covered the high spots of this South America. I will think of more that I
should have told you, but I think now it is time to go to jolly old England.

This was 1962, and Lynn had fallen. We were over at the beach [Ormond Beach,
Florida]. We liked to go Friday afternoon, and he would fish a while. First we would have
dinner over at Julia's in Ormond Beach. Then he would go fishing. This time he slid down
the little embankment and came limping home. He had fallen down and broken his ankle. I
knew it was broken from the way he described it. It was night, and I put him in bed and did
the best I could for him. The next morning we went over to Gainesville to have x-rays
made. Of course, he had to have surgery and a cast and all the rest of it, and then the
rehabilitation. That went on through the year, even through Christmas. So I had a big
buffet for our friends so it would seem a little like Christmas [for Lynn]. It was a happy time.

Then after he said: "I have not been able to get anything for you this Christmas
because I could not get out, but I will give you a trip to England this summer. You can see
Jack and Bunna." Jack had been assigned to the American embassy in [London] England,
and Ambassador Bruce was in charge. [David Kirkpatrick Este Bruce was U.S.
ambassador to Great Britain from 1961-1969. Jack Smith was his secretary. Ed.] It was
one of the most delightful experiences of my life, and Jack and Bunna were enjoying it also.
I planned my trip to go over on the Queen Mary--this happened to be her last voyage for
tourists--and I came home on the QE II, the Queen Elizabeth. Such a luxurious trip, it was
just wonderful. People do not travel on ships very much anymore. I have been across the
Atlantic to England on a plane, but it is nothing like going on a ship, on a beautiful ship.
The food was wonderful, and the travel was delightful. I did many nice things. My steward
said: "Madam, I see you like to walk. I will tell you how to get a five-mile walk in," and he









did. So by the time I arrived in England and then back home in New York, I was in pretty
good shape.

Well, Jack had said we could go to the Royal Ascot: "Would you like to?" "Oh, by all
means!" "Then bring your proper clothes." Then he said: "We will go to the queen's garden
party. Bring your proper clothes." So I did. I planned the whole trip. Mrs. McCormick
made two lovely hats for me, one for Royal Ascot and one for the queen's garden party.
These were beautiful hats, and they matched my dresses. I wore a navy blue taffeta silk to
Royal Ascot, and she made me a little rose hat to go with it, and I had a navy blue bag and
gloves. Bunna had a dress for the afternoon and gloves and a purse. Jack was in tails--
morning clothes. He had a top hat and tails. He was handsome, just handsome. Jack
said, "Now, Mother, you had better dress on ship, because the time is going to be so
close." So I did; I was dressed for Royal Ascot.

I got off the ship in Southampton and took a train into the designated [London]
station where Jack was to meet me. He did, and we took a taxi out to their home on
Montague Square. [It was a] beautiful place, just what the description says. The [owners
of the] houses around that square are entitled to a key to go in and walk about on the green
grass--a rare privilege in London. I did that later in my stay a couple of times. After lunch
we three took the train that took us out to Royal Ascot. This was just delightful.

So many new styles were introduced that year. This was the year that the Paris
models came over and modeled these short skirts that go way up above the knee. Rather
shocking then, but we are used to them now. After strolling around a bit we stopped and
had a little lunch, which consisted of champagne and a cucumber sandwich. That was fun.
We were then escorted into the diplomats area, which was in the royal enclosure. Of
course, food or anything like that is never taken into the enclosure, and no cameras, no
cigarettes, no paper cups or plates or napkins. [It was] neat and clean as it could be; it was
spotless.

After a while the royal family began to arrive [from Windsor Castle] in their carriages,
the beautiful horses prancing along. There was a carriage for the queen mother and a
couple of princes [who were] with her. Then [came] Princess Margaret and Princess Ann.
These were all spaced within about fifteen or twenty minutes apart. The queen and Prince
Philip arrived in their carriage, the gold carriage, with the white horses prancing along. It
was just beautiful. It was so orderly and so unbelievable. This whole summer was like a
fairyland to me. It was just beautiful, all of it.

After all of them arrived and had been escorted into the royal enclosure (it was
glassed and, I am sure, air-conditioned) and had greeted their guests, then Prince Philip
and the queen went down to the paddock to place their bets. I imagine many of them were
the queen's horses, but nothing was said about it, of course. After they had placed their
bets a pathway was made for them, which we were in--it was about four or five feet wide--









so that you do not accidentally touch the queen in any way. She is given plenty of room to
walk and to smile and to nod at people.

That night I said, "Jack, I was so close to the queen today she smiled at me." That
was within four or five feet, of course. He said: "Well, how would you like to be presented
to the queen? You have been invited by the Lord Chamberlain to be presented to the
queen." [I told Jack, "Of course I would be delighted to accept."] After a lot of preparation
and answering the request and learning certain things, it was [all] very exciting. So Jack
said: "Think about that. That is another day. Tomorrow we are going back to Royal Ascot."
So we did this again. We really enjoyed it. We went a second time to Royal Ascot. By the
way, we placed our bets and won our bets, and we collected our money. It was really fun
to go down to the paddock and to receive your money as well as place your bets. This was
a great day, too. We enjoyed it very much. I think this was about the 23d and 24th [of July
1962] we went to Royal Ascot.

Then there was a pause of about a week or two, and then came the queen's garden
party. This was for diplomats, all of the diplomats in London, so you can realize the
number--a good many. I am not sure how many, but there were about twenty [people]
presented, and they formed a great, long oblong. We were taken by the Lord Chamberlain
and placed in the proper position. He had all the names, of course, and whom we were
and where we were [to be] positioned so he could present us to the queen. She is a
gracious, lovely, beautiful lady. It came my turn, and I was guided out from the group of
people. I was asked questions and answered, "Yes, Ma'am" or "No, Ma'am." You
answered questions; you did not ask them. Only the queen did that.

After they had been all around and everyone was presented, then the queen
withdrew and went over to her tea tent. It was an enormous tea tent, as was ours, the
diplomats' tea tent. They had several of these. It was so beautiful, with the silver and the
flowers, big arrangements of spring flowers arranged only asthe British can arrange them.
They were beautiful things. We had tea and anything that we wished to eat. I was so
interested in all the details and all the beautiful things they have to serve with. It was a
lovely, beautiful experience.

Then it was time to go. The queen had departed, and we could go anytime, so we
did. We walked over to Buckingham Palace, and Jack ordered our taxi. I did not tell you
that when we went into Buckingham Palace we went through the Garden Room and then
out to the garden.

I guess it was about the most beautiful day I have ever spent in my life. It was just
lovely. We went home and took pictures; I have pictures of us dressed in our clothes for
the garden party. We said we would really have to celebrate this day sometime, and Jack
said, "We had better wait until tomorrow, because we cannot do two big things in one day."









This was the highlight of my life. It was a beautiful occasion. My dress was pretty.
It was a silk dress that I had made, and the silk was from Italy. Mrs. McCormick made my
hat to match it. It was a lovely, lovely big hat. I will always be grateful to her. It was an
occasion to remember.

The next night we went to Winston Churchill's favorite dining room, which was
downtown. I do not recall the name of the hotel, and Jack did not remember it, either, but it
was beautiful. I am sure I have it with my things someplace. Maybe I will find it later on.
But it was a lovely dinner, and served beautifully. The price was ... You do not ask prices;
you just enjoy. We did. We did this two or three times. My family did, too. It was my treat
for them. It was a lot of fun.

We saw a coal hole. There was one in this hotel. As we passed by we asked what it
was, and they said it was what it said it was: a coal hole. Before we had better ways to
heat hotels and homes they had coal. Coal was shoveled from the sidewalk into the coal
hole, and then it was used where they needed it. I guess the furnace was down in that
location. Now they have cleaned them up, cleaned all the dirt and soot out of them, and
made them into little tea rooms, very small but large enough for three people if you want to
go in and have some wine or something anytime, or if you just want to sit down and rest
your weary feet after walking. That was an experience for me.

We did many other things in England. I started my travels. I had a friend in
Gainesville who told me about a friend she had over in Bush [England]. We had
correspondence, and this person invited me to have dinnerwith her over at Bush. So I took
the little train to Bush, England, and I checked in at the Bush Inn and dressed. Then I went
over to her home, which was not very far from the hotel. It was a lovely little house, a small
house, and so cheery and so much like a British home, a small British home. She and her
husband were there; they did not have a servant. They had served in India, and she told
me about the trip to India from England. Of course, it was really something to have
someone come from England to be married to an officer in India. She found that she had
roses sent to her at every stop that the boat made to make sure that she would not forget
whom she was to marry and that he was still waiting for her. We had a lovely evening. I
went back to Bush Inn and spent the night.

The next day we went to the cathedrals and many places of interest. [We went] to a
court of law, and we saw the judge and lawyers dressed in white wigs. This was interesting
to me. I had seen them only in pictures before.

The next day I thanked my hostess for being so kind to me and told her that I would
see her when I returned. I also said that I wanted the next day to go see something on my
own. She had been so kind to me. I asked if she had a suggestion, and she said: "Yes, I
have. You can take the bus down to Codrey," which I did. Buses are first-class travel in
England, and it was just a beautiful trip. On the way down I stopped to see a little house
that had taken the prize as being the most outstanding, beautiful home and surroundings in









England that year. I read about that in the Christian Science Monitor before I left. That
was interesting.

I arrived at the little restaurant down at Codrey about 11:30 and asked if I might have
lunch here. "Oh, yes, my dear. It is early for lunch yet. Would you like to have a walk?"
So she told me where to see the swans down at the lake. I was to turn left and would come
to a big holly tree. Then I was to go over the fence, and there I would see the castle. I did:
Codrey Castle. Queen Elizabeth I had had some wild parties there, I think, and had burned
it down two or three times by accident, she or her careless help. It had been rebuilt, but not
this time. Just the brick walls were standing, some of them, and it was desolate, except for
that. This is where Prince Philip plays polo.

After looking around a while I went back to the inn and freshened up for lunch. It
was a beautiful lunch. It was so delicious, and [it was] so much fun at the Codrey Inn,
looking at the brass, all polished so beautifully, just the way Queen Elizabeth [the First]
might have looked at it. Then I went back to my hotel at Bush Inn that night. I walked
around the town, and then I saw my friends in the evening. They came to Bush Inn to have
dinner with me, she and her husband. The next day I went back to London to be with Jack
and Bunna again.

Now, this same family from Bush came to have dinner with us in London. The
daughter and her brother saw Jack and Bunna several times later, and Jack said he liked to
be with him. His English was so absolutely perfect, and he really enjoyed it. They both did;
they enjoyed that nice couple. That was a happy time together.
Before I left Bush I walked around the town. It was a precious little town. I loved it.
Right on the sidewalk at Southampton I was walking along, and I saw a little building
painted blue. I went to it, and it read, "This is Angel Hotel, because this is the last place
that the Pilgrims stayed in the last night before they took the boat to New England." Oh, I
thought that was just precious. If other boats had sailed from there, maybe my
grandparents had spent their last night in England at the Angel Hotel before taking their
boat to America. [My paternal grandfather was Samuel Jackson. He was born July 13,
1844, in Mancashire, England. He sailed with his parents from Liverpool, England, on May
25,1856, aboard the Horizon and arrived in Boston on July 1. His wife was Maria Jacques.
She was born February 18, 1850, in Foleshill, Warurckshire, England, near Cambridge.
She came to America in 1863 aboard the Brooklyn. She and my grandfather were married
December 21,1867. He died at St. George, Utah, May 3,1919. Their son William was my
father.]

[My maternal grandfather was Timothy John Gilbert, born August 27,1934, in Great
Cheveral, Wiltshire, England. He left Liverpool for America on November 30, 1855, aboard
the Emerald Isle and arrived in New York City on December 29. He married Johanna
Margrethe Stoutz, who was born December 27, 1852, in Ulstrup, Fellerballe Randers,
Denmark.]









There is so much to see in England. Just walking around you want to enjoy every
inch of it, and I did do a lot of walking in England. I would start out in the morning in
London right after breakfast, and I would walk all day. I would walk down to the embassy
and on and to the galleries--and I covered all the [major] galleries. No, I could not have
covered all of the galleries, but many. In the Tate Gallery I saw an exhibit of [American
sculptor] Alexander Calder's works, and Jack and Bunna went the next day to see them.
They are beautiful.

Oh, over in London not far from the embassy was the Royal Gallery that I had read
about, and that is where royalty showed their paintings. No one else has ever shown a
painting there except [Sir] Winston Churchill, and he was the reason I wanted to see the
Royal Gallery. I did see Winston Churchill's paintings there. [He once said, "When I pass
on I am going to paint for the first million years." I will say when I pass on: "Please move
over, Sir Winston, and hand me a paint brush. I, too, have some painting to do."]

I saw something else of interest. It was about noon, and I was a little weary from
walking and a bit hungry. I read a sign that said, "This is the tea room for the gallery. You
are welcome to come in and have lunch or tea," so I went down, thinking this would be an
experience. And indeed it was! It was just lovely. Some little ladies were down there
fussing around with the tea. [They were] so labored about it and wanted to have everything
just right. It was the first place I saw that served tea at noon. Maybe they thought for the
visitors' sake they would have tea. I ordered a bowl of soup and a sandwich and tea. It
took them a long time to prepare this. I did not mind at all because I was weary from
walking. I just watched them [and was amused at] how inconsistent they were and how
steps had to be repeated. But I did not mind. I just thought it was lovely. Finally I had my
soup and my tea and sandwich, and I felt much refreshed. And I had seen [Sir] Winston
Churchill's paintings.

There is just so much to see in London. I wanted to see everything I could, and I
just drank it up. I saw a flower show there. Bunna and I went over to a big store where
they sell English china, anything you would want. We also went to a pub once. My friends
in Gainesville said: "Now, be sure you go to a pub. You can get the best food at a pub and
enjoy the atmosphere." We enjoyed the atmosphere, all right. We selected one with lots of
brass--good looking. Bunna was a good sport. She went with me, and we had a
shepherd's pie, I think, or something like that. My friends had also told me, "Be sure to
have the black beer." Bunna did not do that. She was smarter than I. She had a martini or
something. That black beer was ... It was black, all right! [laughter] I had the experience,
but I left the beer. It was fun just to see a pub. They were shop people, but they were
dressed nicely. That was an experience, and we enjoyed that.

I did so many things in London. I just could not enumerate everything. One day
Bunna and I went to a very fine store where the queen's jewelry is made and the silver. We
told the gentleman who waited on us that the night before we had been to a very nice
dinner, and our host had different patterns of silver settings at each place. It was all









different. We asked, "Is that done?" He said: "Oh, yes, madam. That is the thing to do in
England--all different patterns." Well, we learned something there. I was just so happy to
know that, because I had two or three patterns at my home in Gainesville, and I have not
hesitated to use them together from that day on.

I bought a nice suit [in Aquascutum], and I was wearing it this morning in Gainesville.
I think the temperature was down to the thirties, and it was cold. That suit felt so good. It
is thirty years old! It is a beautiful suit, and it is so up to date. It is a very classic suit. I
have worn it in cold weather ever since I bought it. I needed it in London; it was cold. I just
love it. It is heavy wool. I also bought a coat. I did not have a heavy coat when I went to
England and I needed one, so I bought one, a beautiful coat. But that one I have placed
someplace else. I do not need a long coat like that anymore here. I did not wear it [in
Florida]. It was rolled up and put in a bag and just sitting there. I gave it to a good person
this year who can really use it.

Jack took me to parliament one day, and that was a very nice experience. We went
in the House of Commons, where the decor is green. Then we went into the House of
Lords, and that is in red, beautiful red. A large sack of wool is prominently displayed in
each house in the middle of the floor. That is to humble themselves and to know where
their foundation of wealth started, with the wool. Wool is very important in England. My
father later went to England and bought [Rambelay] sheep [and other breeds] to increase
the value of our herds in Colorado. I remember the Rambelay and several other breeds.

I went on a nice trip to Scotland. First I went over to where they were billing tickets,
and this was a bus station, or train, whichever you wanted. Some very nice people were
taking a trip to Scotland, and that is where I wanted to go, to the lake country and to
Scotland. I told Jack that I was thinking about this, going to the lake country and then up to
Scotland, and he said, "Mother, you would not want to go by bus, would you?" I said,
"Well, other people are doing it, and they seem to be really nice people." So I did, and I
met some very nice people. I met a couple who had just come back to England to retire.
They had been in Africa, in Kenya, many of their working years. I think they were there for
the British government. Anyway, they were not at all happy with what they found in
London. They said: "So much tradition has been put aside. It is not the same anymore in
London. They do not stop for 5:00 teas regularly on the dot as we used to do in Africa and
we used to do in England. So many nice things have gone by the wind. We are going back
to Kenya. Just as soon as we see a little more of our home country we are going back to
Kenya." I thought that was so interesting.

I enjoyed the lake country. It was beautiful. Then I went on to Scotland. Our bus
driver was a very kind, considerate person. Driving along the little, narrow roads in
Scotland we saw some sheep. I was impressed with the way they made their sheep pens
out of stone. They were being penned up for the night. The bus driver was sure that the
sheep were out of the way, but one little lamb darted back and got right in front of a wheel.
The bus driver got out quickly and moved him to the side and tried to do what he could for









him, but it was too late. He just laid him very carefully on the side of the road so he would
not be damaged anymore.

We went on to Edinburgh. I had a room in a very nice hotel right on the main street,
right across the street from where they has some very, very beautiful dancing, like the
Viennese waltz. Beautiful dancing. I did not mind going out at night, which I did with some
of my tour friends. But this was midnight, and it was light, light as day, because of the
midnight sun. It was so light and pretty. So we watched this. That was one of the things
that I did. I just enjoyed so many things--the art galleries and ...

Then I had an idea of going up to Loch Lomond, and I did that. That was nice, too.
Then I went back to Edinburgh, and I walked that mile from the castle on the mountain over
to the queen's summer home. Later I saw the queen and her family arriving in their car to
go to their summer home.

Well, I had seen all that I had time for in Edinburgh, and I took the train home. We
passed through some of the country where my father and brothers had been before me. [I
saw] many of the towns that they have told me about. Then I arrived in London and took a
taxi home to be with Jack and Bunna again. It was a wonderful summer. I do not know
how I could have crowded much more into it. It was all lovely and beautiful.

I went to Bath, England, a couple of times. I was so enchanted by that little town
and the wonderful things in it to see. I went the first time to see the Roman baths. You
know the Romans loved to eat while they were bathing, and they loved the water so much.
They are quite extensive. Then I walked around town and saw some little antique shops. I
found a nice little gold bracelet in one [store], and I bought it. And I found some five o'clock
teaspoons. Since five o'clock tea is so important in England, I thought, They are very nice.
They are smaller than a teaspoon and much larger than a demitasse. So I have them
here, and I use them often. I just love them. They are very nice silver.

Another thing I did was visit an American house I had read about that housed early
American things that were shown about the time that people went to America. I thought,
Now, this is a house that could not be anything else. I was invited in and shown around.
There was a big fireplace in the kitchen, which was typical, and they were making
gingerbread. I thought, Oh, my, this is delightful. They said: "Yes, madam. Since you are
from America, you must have some of our gingerbread." I did, and it was very good. I
asked if I could have the recipe, which I have on a card. I also asked if they minded if I put
[the recipe] in the Gainesville Woman's [Club] cookbook, which was just being collected.
Recipes were just being collected for this book when I left [home], and I was sure that I
could get it in. "Oh, yes, my dear." So I got it home. If you want to make gingerbread as a
the British make it, you will find it in the Gainesville Woman's Club cookbook.









[Violinist] Yehudi Menuhin was in concert in Bath that summer. I had heard him in
Baton Rouge a long time ago, and I heard him again in [a] concert in Bath [England]. It
was a wonderful experience.

Lynn and I had several trips to Europe together. There was one I recall that was so
meaningful. Lynn was always looking for books. His second-hand book collection was
tremendous, and we built a house in Gainesville more or less to accommodate the library.
He had a fabulous collection. In Brazil he had the best collection ever collected on
Brazilian books, on Braziliana. In England he was collecting books, and while he was
collecting books I went to the theater in the afternoon. Then we would be together at night
for dinner and tell about the things we had done. This was a delightful thing. I had not
seen My FairLady, but I saw it in London at Drury Lane at the Royal Opera House. It was
just delightful.

Now, that very same summer our astronauts had gone to the moon and landed [July
1969], I think about the day we arrived in London. The people were so excited: "The
Americans have landed on the moon!" Our stock was never so high all over the world. We
were certainly happy, too, but it was wonderful to see so many people excited about this.
Our hotel was one that had been renovated after the war's bombing. It was very nice. It
was near our embassy, and we were well taken care of. The food was good, and there
was soft music all the time.

One afternoon I walked down a little pathway in the garden that led to a little garden
of flowers and a bust of President Roosevelt. On it read: "This is in memory and gratitude
to President Roosevelt and to the American people for helping to save us during this
battle." They were so grateful, and I thought it was so nice. It was just lovely. This was
given by all the people of England.

That summer on our way [to Rome] we went to Vienna, too. To me, Vienna is a city
of the world. It is the most beautiful, I think, of all the cities in the world. I have been there
twice, and I have loved it each time. The time that we were going to Rome we just had one
day there overnight, but I did not let a minute go by. I wanted to see the Spanish horses
[the Lipizzaner]. They are so handsome and intelligent. Since I had grown up on a horse I
was naturally interested in horses. So I got in a line, thinking, This must be going
someplace interesting. I got in line, and it was not long until it led right into the palace
where the horses perform. Oh, it was lovely to see them.

Another time I was in Vienna on a music tour with Friends of Music [from
Gainesville]. We also went to the palace where the horses performed, and we were taken
back where they were groomed and brushed, and we even patted them. That was quite an
experience. That was a nice trip, with the Friends of Music. We went to the opera house
[in Vienna].









The time before, when I went just the one day with Lynn, I wanted to go in the opera
house. I thought, I just have to see inside the opera house. If they will just let me in and
see it ... Well, [I went up to] the guard outside and said, "Por favor, Sehor," in my best
Portuguese. He seemed to understand what I wanted. "Por favor, Sehor. Cinco minutes
solemente." "No, Madam. No, Madam." "Por favor, Sehor." "No, Madam. No, Madam."
So I did not get to see it that time. But the next time I did, and it is beautiful.

Then we went on to Rome the next day for an international population conference.
That is where I met a beautiful young lady who was there for the conference. She was
from Czechoslovakia, under the Russian rule. [I met her while waiting for the bus to take
us to] the Appian Way [the ancient Roman road]. We were happy and having a good time.
She said, "Why are you so happy?" and I said: "Oh, it is nice to see old friends again and
to meet new friends. We are going to enjoy our trip here." On the way back I said, "We are
going to have our lunch at the officers club. Will you join us?" "No. I have just so much
money." She was living down by the Spanish steps and had only enough money for
second-class housing. I said: "Oh, come on. I will pay your way." So she did, and we had
a nice lunch.

She said, "I still do not know why you are so happy." I said: "Well, I will tell you one
thing that has made me so happy. It is this little book that is called Science andHealth with
Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy." (Now, I did not tell you before about my
experience in Christian Science, but I shall later on.) I said, "I have only one copy with me,
but I have other copies at home that I will send you. I have written personal notes in this
one and things I have studied. Maybe you would rather have a book of your own." So
when we got home I did send her a copy of Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures.
I received in return a lovely book from her on Prague. Science and Health with Key to the
Scriptures has given me more joy and freedom and piece of mind than anything else. I
could never replace it. I hope she feels the same way.

We enjoyed Rome. We went to the [international population] meetings. That
summer I saw these lovely suits that they were wearing in Rome. Everyplace everyone
had these lovely knitted suits and short skirts or dresses with them, so I ordered one. I
thought it would never get here, but it did. When it came it was too short. They had made
it too short. I said: "No, this will not do. You have to take it back." "Oh, we will have it here
before you go to bed. We will have it just right here on the dresser." I said: "All right. See
if you can do that. I have some wine here. When you come back and leave my dress, you
take this wine. I do not take wine, but maybe you would like it." We women had been on
tour that afternoon [and had sampled the wine, and I bought some]. This is in the fall, and
all of the grape orchards were displaying their wine for the year. [The suit was on the
dresser and the wine was gone when we returned from the meeting.] Oh, my goodness, I
was received royally by the Romans. To be an American wearing one of their creations
[was just wonderful]. They did not forget that.









Now I think I have just about [enough] tape to tell you some things that I did on my
trips to the Near East, first to Rome and Greece and other places beyond Turkey. I shall
stop now. It has been a great life. Lynn and I were in Paris on our first trip to Europe.

I failed to mention Ireland. When we were over in that part of the world I went with
Jack and Bunna to Ireland that summer, and it was delightful. We were so taken by the
little roads and the horse that pulled the milk carriage, by how cold it was, the beautiful
landscapes of different colors of green--oh, so many different colors of green--and lots of
stonework. Those people have been picking up stones, and they are still working the
stones. We went over by train, and we went to Cork, where we kissed the Blarney Stone.
We went up in that little castle and leaned way out and kissed the Blarney Stone, because
everyone else does. Then when we were walking around we came upon some
Stonehenge remnants [megaliths]. These stones are arranged perfectly, in perfect form,
and it was very meaningful, I am sure, the way they had them arranged. They were put
together for some special purpose. They are not at all like Stonehenge in England, but they
belong to the Stone Age.

The summer that I went with the Friends of Music on a tour we went as far over as
Dubrovnik [Yugoslavia], and I have heard in the news so much about [how] that country
today [is] being devastated, [how] that beautiful, ancient city [is] being devastated by war. I
walked around that wall when I was there, and I have such happy memories of it. The
Dalmation coast is beautiful. It is a deep, deep blue, [and is just] beautiful.

After that summer with the Friends of Music I went over with Frances and J. Wayne
Reitz to Interlachen, Switzerland, to be with Lotti Mauderli a little while. [For an interview
with Lotti Mauderli, see UF144, University of Florida Oral History Archives. Ed.] She had
been to see us in the States. We did so many wonderful things that summer. She took us
on top of the Alps and to various places that we would never have found by ourselves.
Jungfrau you see as you are in that little park in town, and you see it in the afternoon with
snow on it and the sun on it, and it is a lovely glow of pink. There are so many things to
see there. We went on top and had our pictures made, the four of us, Frances and Wayne,
Lotti, and myself. That was a beautiful day. We were [with her] there several days.

We went over to Bern and visited Lotti's daughter again and her family. They used
to live in Gainesville. Maybe you remember them. Lotti's daughter, at least, not her
husband. That was a lovely trip, too. We went to a concert and listened to wonderful
music and had a nice lunch out. Then [we had] a little demitasse of the most delicious
coffee. I have one little cup that was given to me in Interlachen by Lotti.

[After a memorable visit with Lotti we went by boat up the Rhine River to Germany.
We stopped at various cities along the way. We went to Amsterdam, Holland, for the
second time that year and visited art galleries and museums and flower shows and a large
cheese market. It was a lovely trip.]









[On another Friends of Music trip with Rae and Ruth Weimer [dean emeritus,
College of Journalism and Communications] we left New York and flew to Rome. From
Rome we went to Egypt.] We were having some trouble with airplanes, so we went
partway in a Saudi plane, with bicycles and chickens and a lot of other things. It was an
unusual trip. It made me think of when we traveled in Mexico, except that was by bus, with
the chickens and all the rest of it.

We finally arrived in Egypt. Egypt is such a poor country. It is so poor that some
people live in the cemeteries. There was lots of begging there. But there are a lot of things
to see, too. Oh, those pyramids are marvelous. I have seen many of them; they are
wonderful things. To think that a family and servants that stayed with their master until he
died, and then they died with him. The pharaohs were masters of the pyramids and the
burial grounds. We saw King Tut's tomb again. [King Tut's sarcophagus was in New
Orleans,] and I have seen it a couple times since. I saw the mummy in its natural habitat
again in the Valley of the Kings. We crossed over to the Valley of the Kings on the Nile
River on a little bridge, and there they are, all of them. It is really something to see. What a
civilization! It was tremendous. We enjoyed it very much.

The begging [in the city] was something, though. Our hotel caught on fire, and we
often thought that maybe it was arson. That often happens, they say, in Egypt. It
happened because it was such an old building, and probably the electrical current or
something [was to blame for the fire]. Anyway, I had been resting. I had arranged my
suitcase very nice and neat, and we had time to rest.

Then I looked way down--maybe I was on the sixth floor--and the people were
waving at me from down below: "Come down! Come down!" they were saying in sign
language. So I looked out of the door, and there was water running all over. There was a
fire [but no fire alarm]. There was only one stairway down. I just left my things as they
were and went downstairs and met up with the other people going down. That night we
were taken to a hotel over on the Nile River and were put up there and given our supper
and accommodations.

About midnight they came and knocked on the door and said that we could take the
bus now, ifwe wanted to, and go over to the other hotel--they had put the fire out--and pick
up our suitcases. So I did this. I went upstairs to my room, and my suitcase had not been
touched. It was just as I had left it. It was wide open but arranged; everything was in order.
I thought that was quite something, to be able to go back and pick up my suitcase
unharmed. It was in perfect condition, clothes and everything. I closed it and went back to
the bus, and we went over to the hotel to spend the night.

After a few days in Cairo and different [side] trips [visiting the museums and
pyramids], we went to Jordan. I have had great respect for Jordanians ever since that time.
They are nice people. I will tell you the difference. There was no begging, the streets
were clean, and our accommodations were very nice. I mentioned [this] to our driver the









next day when we were going over to Petra; I said that I was so impressed with the people,
that there was no begging. He said: "Yes, Madam. Our people are our greatest assets.
They work for a living." Well, I hope we can stay on the king's side and he can stay on our
side through this, because they really are fair and honest people, and clean.

I saw a great herd of camels out in the desert as we drove over to Petra. Petra used
to be on the spice route 500 years ago. Then it was lost, closed off, and people did not go
there until the most recent time. It is a city built into the red rocks. They have a treasury
there, the most important building, and you can see where people had made their homes in
those rocks. You can also see remnants of the Romans, because there was a road paved
with white marble. You can always tell when the Romans have been there by that. We
each had a man to lead our horses so they would not take off and run away with us, I
guess, and run in the opposite direction. There was a lot to see, and I thoroughly enjoyed
that trip and Jordan. We passed the palace [in Amman] where the king and his family live,
and his American queen.

[From Jordan we went to Athens, Greece.] That is another masterpiece [of ancient
art and history]. We did so many things around Athens. I enjoyed seeing the Parthenon
and many of the other big official Roman buildings. I climbed Mars Hill. That is a white-
marble hill. It was lovely to see that. I remembered the Bible lesson from that. We went to
[Corinth and] many Greek islands [such as Dhilos, where we was the ruins at Delos, and
Mykonos], and and I saw unforgettable things.

Then we crossed the Aegean Sea, which is quite rough, and went over into Turkey.
Going through the Dardanelles, I think, was one of the most beautiful, exciting things I have
ever done, leaving Greece and Europe and going over into Asia. It was just beautiful to
see that lush, green grass on the Greek side and moving over even closer to [Rhodes and]
Istanbul, Turkey. That was quite an exciting time. We saw the Blue Mosque in Turkey.
We saw other beautiful palaces, and jewels--oh, so many jewels! It reminded me of
Alexander the Great and his triumph when he left Mesapotamia and came sweeping down
with great armies and picking up every other settlement that he could find and moving them
along with him. They would stop for maybe a year and plant food and raise the food as
they went along. He wanted to get to Persia. He had heard so much about Persia and the
jewels, and they were there. He did not take all of them. I saw many of them.

We enjoyed Turkey very much. We did a lot of looking at mosques. We were
always taking our shoes off at the door and wearing a moccasin sort of thing. We saw
lovely rugs. The rugs are made by the little children, Turkish rugs. They are so fine that it
takes children's fingers to thread the needles and make the stitches that are required.

We went to Ephesus [Turkey, on the Mediterranean Sea], and Ephesus was one of
the most beautiful cities of all. Alexander the Great ordered his officers not to touch
Ephesus because it was so beautiful he wanted it kept as it was. But they did go in and
damage it considerably before the word got there. So Alexander the Great said, "I will









rebuild Ephesus for you." They said: "No, you cannot do that. Zeus would not like that."
So he said, "Then you will be tax-free so you can do it yourselves." I suppose they did
some of it. When we were there they had just finished [restoring] the library. Of course,
much of it was in shambles [from the earthquakes and plundering], but a lot of it had been
restored.

There are many friends to be grateful to for helping me along the way, to make my
pathway brighter, and be with and [experience] the joy of always seeing them and being
considered in so many ways.

Lynn and I did ever so many things. When Lynn was ill, I said: "Lynn, there is an
invitation here for you to go to Geneva, Switzerland. You passed on the invitation [to a
conference in Brazil], but you cannot pass this one up. You are one of seven experts to
formulate labor laws for people in different parts of the world, and you can go. I am sure
you are well enough now. Someone will help you put on your brace." "No, I cannot go
without you. I will wire today and see what they will do," and he did. Within a week's time
we both had first-class TWA tickets to Geneva, Switzerland, for Lynn to participate in this
marvelous appointment to formulate international labor laws. Now, this was an important
meeting. He had missed the meeting to Brazil. I went to him and said: "Lynn, you cannot
pass this up. This is a wonderful meeting."

I got us ready and packed, and friends at the medical school, like Mrs. [J. Hillis]
Miller and Mrs. [Linton E.] Grinter, all said, "Be careful of the snow that you do not slip and
fall." You know, the only snow we saw was a few flakes just as we were leaving
Switzerland to come home. The only discomfort we had was taking the train from Waldo to
New York. It was too hot, and we could not turn the heat off, nor could the conductor, so
we suffered through that. We got to New York all right and on our way to Geneva,
Switzerland. I handled things well at the station and with the airways. I had a little electric
cart that they put us on, and that was easy. We wined and dined all the way through our
trip to Geneva, Switzerland. We did not wine so much, but we dined very well. It was good
for Lynn to be out of the bed and on his way to Geneva, Switzerland.

Well, we arrived at the meeting. The person in charge of this was the Mexican
ambassador. Of course, we had been to Mexico when they were deep in their agrarian
reform, so this was not new to us. We had good rapport with him, and he invited me to
come to the meetings and listen. [I listened] on the phone to all these people and the
translations from all these people from many parts of the world--seven different parts of the
world (Lynn was one of them) to discuss ideas on labor laws. They were very interesting.
The Russians were there, and they eyed me. When we went out for a little break for a
drink of water or Coke or something, they would look at me and have a few questions to
ask me. I was amused by this.

One night we were invited over to the Palace of Nations to look at some films on
agrarian reform of Mexico. Of course, we had been there and had seen it, but we went.









[We went] down a steep stairway down in the basement in the lower floor to listen to this
tape. When it was over, Lynn said, "Now, where is there an elevator?" Lynn had scarcely
been out of his bed. He certainly had not been very far. But I said: "There is no elevator.
You will have to take the stairway. You hold onto the bannister and hold onto me, and I will
help you up the stairs." This we did without any trouble at all. When he got to the head of
the stairway the Russians were there, and they said, "You are so strong."

Well, it was spiritual strength that I had. I had not left that book any longer than I
had to since Arden [Evans] gave it to me, or the Bible. I was a student of Christian Science
now, and I felt so free and easy. Of course I could help Lynn. He leaned on my strength.
When he was in the hospital [the] last time he said: "I would like to take another trip. I
would like to take you to Germany and the Black Forest." I said, "But you have been
there." He said, "Yes, but I want to take you." I think he was feeling a little guilty that when
the children were little--Richard was not more than three months old--he took a trip to
Europe and left me home with the children in that hot Baton Rouge without air conditioning.
He went with [Carle] Zimmerman to Europe. I said, "That would just be lovely, Lynn. I
would like to go to the Black Forest. You know I have not been to Europe yet." "Well, we
will go just as soon as I get out of this bed."

I take it back. We had been to Europe once on a short trip. I said, "That is fine. I
am in the Christian Science practice now and will not be able to stay too long, but I will
surely be happy to go for a little while." He said, "Oh, I do not want you to leave your study.
You just keep on. But [I would really like it] if we can go a little while." See, he was so
anxious. He wanted to do it; he wanted to study. But he said, "If I studied what you do, it
will be exactly opposite to what I have been teaching my students." Well, that was his
problem; it was not mine. I did not have to worry about that. I was getting some spiritual
strength and help that I needed for myself and for Lynn and for my family.
When I was studying Christian Science at first I thought, Oh, I can never join this
religion. It is too deep and it is too much. I just could never join. But I did, with my study.
Then I thought, I can never go to class. I will never learn enough to go to class. But I did,
and I had the most marvelous teacher [Dr. John M. Tutt]. Oh, he was wonderful. I have his
resumes today, and I still study his resumes, and I learn something every time I do. Then I
thought, I can never be a practitioner. There is just too much to know and to learn. But I
did; I became a Christian Science practitioner, and for twenty-six years I have been [listed]
in the journal of Christian Science and have helped many, many people along the way, as
well as myself and my family. I am so grateful for this study and for the joy that is has
brought to me and still does and will forever. It will be forever my pride and joy.

We had many trips after I took up the practice of Christian Science. Lynn had
recovered, and we went to the international meeting of sociologists in Los Angeles. From
there we took the plane up to Canada, where we took the "Love Boat" to Alaska. It was a
lovely trip. It was just beautiful. The ship was so nice, and the change of scenery was
beautiful. It reminded us somewhat of Colorado except that it is larger and bigger, and the
snow and the icebergs and the glaciers. It was wonderful, a wonderful trip. We met nice









people. A lecturer came on at every stop to lecture aboard ship about the different things
that we were seeing and would see. This was a wonderful trip, our last trip together.

We went all the way up to Skagway [Alaska] on the ship, and then we went by train
up to Lake Bennett [in the Yukon Territory]. That is where the barges took off to go up all
the way to the Yukon. At one time Lake Bennett was a big town [of] 10,000 people--all
miners, of course. There is a little church up there, a Presbyterian church, and it was just
being rebuilt. Over the years it had disintegrated some, but they tell me now that it is rebuilt
completely and that they have services there up in that beautiful place. Oh, it was such a
joy to go. We met a nice couple, another Christian Science couple, on that trip, and we
enjoyed being with them. It was a lovely trip.

Then we went back to Skagway, and I went over to the old Russian capital [Sitka].
Lynn did not go, but I went over to Sitka to see this old Russian capital. The Indians were
there, of course, and had been, and great totem poles. One of the totem poles--maybe
more--had been sent to Chicago to the World's Fair. I do not know how they did it. They
were enormous. We saw so many wonderful things. Then I took a little boat back to our
ship over at Skagway to meet Lynn again, and we had a lovely dinner together. We did
some very nice things together, and I am so grateful we did.

The year before was the year we went down to Brazil the last time [January 1976].
They rolled the red carpet out from Gainesville to Sao Paulo. We went to orchid gardens--
beautiful things--and were given orchid plants to bring home, and we saw the little
demitasse cup that Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth had had a cappuccino with her host
[when Her Majesty opened the orchid show. The cup still bore the queen's lipstick.] We
have done some wonderful things.

I feel so grateful for all the travel that we have had and all the wonderful travel with
the children when they were little and growing up and for all the travel that we did when
Jack was at his many [diplomatic] posts. I visited Jack and Bunna at all of his various
assignments. Bunna was a wonderful friend and hostess and daughter-in-law. We have
done some wonderful traveling together, and I am so grateful for all the time it has taken,
for all the money spent, and for all the joy and broad education that has come my way.

I want to tell you we went to Canada several times. Lynn taught summer school one
summer in Calgary [Alberta]. We went to Lake Louise and Victoria Glacier [in Alberta] a
couple of times, and I painted [a picture of] Lake Louise. It is a beautiful lake. [The lake is
fed by the glacier. I spent all one Sunday morning there.] It is a pretty blue; oh, it is so
blue! My brother has that painting now up in Idaho. He has a grand piano, and he has my
painting by it. They look handsome together.

We have traveled a lot. We traveled a lot together, and I traveled a lot after Lynn
left. We were together from Lake Bennett in Alaska to the tip of Chile in South America--
back and forth and back and forth in all the countries and up here, of course, in the States.









We traveled with the children and visited our national parks. We have seen some
wonderful things, and I am so grateful for every trip. My trips to Europe and crossing over
the Dardanelles was a most precious, exciting thing. I stayed out on board just to watch it.

Oh, I did not tell you about Turkey. We went to see where John [the disciple] had
received his revelation for the book of Revelation. Oh, I have seen so much and cherish
everything that I did see. It is a great joy now to go back [in memory]. I have gone back
with you from the day I was born. When I was three months old my parents took me to
Veiva Dell, New Mexico. My father wasto care for the sheep. The Veiva Dell is over in the
Sangre de Cristo [Mountain] Range on the east side of the San Luis Valley. [All my life I
have been surrounded by beauty.]

I have done some recording for Michael for Christmas when he was with me. [He
was] just a little boy, and he was so precious. He was five years old when he came to
Gainesville from New Orleans. I am recording some things now for Michael and Pamela.
Pamela is Jack and Bunna's daughter, and Michael is Richard's son. They are so precious.
Michael is five years older than Pamela. I am going to spend a little time with them now
and do some recording for them.

It has been a joy to review my life with you, and I thank you for listening. Oh, I take
this moment now to thank so many people along the way who made my pathway brighter. I
will begin with [University of Florida] President J. Wayne Reitz and [his wife] Frances. They
were so wonderful and always so thoughtful to always include us in some very nice things,
and we included them. We always had beautiful Christmas parties, and they always
wanted to come. Our children and their friends were always included. There again, we just
enjoyed our home together.

The Leslies, Gerald and Liz, have always been good friends ever since they came to
take the [sociology] department over when Lynn retired [in 1974]. They had a boat, and
they would take Lynn fishing. This meant so much to him to get out and do these things. I
thank them very much. Of course, [I am appreciative of my good friend] Emily Ring [wife of
Alfred Ring, professor of real estate] and Jack Maclachlan [head professor of sociology and
anthropology] for bringing us here to Florida in the first place, which we have enjoyed very
much. I thank them sincerely.

I would like to thank so many people here at The Village [retirement community in
Gainesville] for being such wonderful friends. Margaret Rosenberger is one of the first.
She has helped me overcome some of the difficulties in this recording. This is the first time
I have recorded; perhaps you would not doubt that. But Margaret helped me all along the
way, and I am grateful to her. She is a good friend, and I am with her every opportunity I
get. Also Lora Kiser. She is a dear, dear friend. There are so many that I just cannot
mention all of them. Dorothy Greenman, I think, is one of the closest friends I have here.
She is a lovely friend. And my Baton Rouge friends have all helped me along the way and
have been good friends and wonderful support.










My friends in Christian Science are very dear and near to me. I must thank Arden
Evans again, a practitioner [and teacher] in Christian Science. She led me along the way.
Arden went to class with the same teacher in Kansas City, Dr. John M. Tutt, a little before I
did because she was in Science. She went in in 1963, and I went to class in 1965. I was in
Dr. John M. Tutt's last class. I felt that he was just waiting for me, because he knew some
of the problemsthat I might meet, along with medicine. He was in medicine. Of course, he
came into Christian Science, and he is one of the best. His testimony is in one of the
Christian Science journals. If you ask me sometime I will tell you just where it is. It is a
wonderful testimony. I am grateful to him for his wonderful teaching.

And I am grateful to Mrs. Eddy for having founded this wonderful religion. It is one of
the best. I have given many books away [in my travels]. A friend came [and asked me:]
"What is it you are studying? I want to know. You must be studying something I need to
know." I gave her my little leather, navy-blue [copy of] Science and Health. I am sure she
is studying hers, and I hope it has helped her along the way, too. I have so many things to
be grateful for. I am thankful to Fred C. Frey over in Baton Rouge for Lynn's first teaching
post at LSU.

I must close now. It has been a joy to review this with you. Thank you [for reading
some of the high points of my life].

I have two new friends here whom I love dearly. They are so gracious and beautiful,
and I would like to recognize them. In fact, I have three friends, if I have not mentioned
Mrs. Joffe. She is such a dear friend, Sara Joffe. A wonderful artist, and we have painted
together. There was another friend here whom I met last year, and he has passed on. But
Sara is a wonderful artist. She has painted lively things for many years, all her life. She
lives here at The Village now. She asked me years ago to paint with her, but Lynn was ill
and I could not accept her invitation to go over to her home and paint. Lynn was ill, and it
was impossible to get away very much at a time. I was right there with him. At The Village
here she contacted me again, and we got together and did paint some things together.
She is a famous artist. I am sure you all know her. I love her dearly, and I see her quite
often.

Did I tell you how pleasant it is here at The Village, with all my friends around me? I
never feel lonely. I have so much to do, so much work ahead of me that I have not touched
[upon] yet. I have a lovely view of the lake and a big lawn which I do not have to be
bothered about keeping cut. And I have a precious little apartment with a few remnants of
the things that I had in my Gainesville home. These things will go to the children when I am
finished with them. They are good things, quality things, and things that I love.

There are two more. Bernice Revels is a precious friend. I have not known her very
long; she has not been here very long. She is from Palatka and one of the dearest people I









will ever know. Another is Jessie Caldwell, and she is a lovely person. I enjoy her very
much and have so much in common with her. I appreciate their friendship.

I have many friends to be grateful toward for the support that I have received from
them and for being good friends all along the way. They are always a joy to be with. There
are so many people I have to be thankful for being good friends and support.

[Dr. J. Hillis Miller and Mrs. Miller came to the University of Florida in 1947, a very
busy time. Dr. Miller was to be our president. The University had just become a co-ed
school. New faculty people were arriving, and new buildings were going up to replace the
old army barracks. We, as a family, arrived on July 4, 1946, at Daytona Beach. We
thought best about arriving on anyone's front porch, and on a holiday. We all fell in love
with Florida and declared we would have a beach house soon. We did later.

We were very impressed with the palm trees and orange trees on campus and so
many pretty girls in lovely soft cotton dresses. Mrs. Miller was to continue the established
University Women's Club and the Newcomers Club, which would assist her with parties at
the president's residence. I was asked to be the Newcomers Club president that year. The
second year I was elected to be the University Women's Club president. This meant work,
but I wanted to begin to know people for my children, for myself, and support my husband.
I met so many people I did not always remember their names, but they remembered me.
Even Mrs. Knowles remembered and reminded me of how she remembered me. She lived
here at The Village until she passed away last week.

Then Mrs. Reitz, Frances, was our next first lady. We helped her just the same. We
were included in many nice things. Frances organized the Friends of Music. There was
not very much music on our campus--that was all in Tallahassee at Florida State University.
We were charter members, and Lynn and I both enjoyed this very much.

I am very proud of my two grandchildren, Michael and Pamela. Michael's father is
my son Richard, and Pamela's father is my son Jack. Michael began his school days in
Gainesville. He came to live with us from April to June. He was five years old and would
be away from his parents, so I wanted to be in the right place with the right teacher and
happy, friendly children for friends. I went over to P. K. Yonge school with a prayer in my
heart and asked if they could take Michael for three months. The gentleman at the desk
said, "Well, Mrs. Smith, it is not easy this time of year to find a place." I said: "Please do
not tell me now. I will go home and sit at my deak and wait for your call." I went home with
a prayer in my heart, and the answer soon came: "Yes, Mrs. Smith, we do have one place
for Michael." I said, "I will be right over to take care of the businses part of it.

Michael's teacher was Miss Sweat. Mr. Cunningham told me later that she was the
best teacher they have ever had at P. K. Yonge, and I agreed. Mr. Cunningham took
pictures of all the children. Michael was very happy there, and he was happy with Lynn and
me. We took him to the beach every weekend, and we had great fun there.










His father later got him into a very good private high school in New Orleans,
Newman's, and he loved the school and did well. His choice for college was Dartmouth
College. His majors were government and economics. He graduated in 1985 and then
spent four years with the CIA, where he learned a lot. He is in Washington now doing
social work. I am so proud of him. He calls me often just to tell me he loves me.

Michael had the opportunity to travel quite a lot when he was growing up. He had an
uncle in Central America, and Michael visited him several times. When he was at
Dartmouth he went to Mexico for a semester to study, and he went to Africa to study. After
a session in Africa he traveled in Europe, to France, Spain, and England. I am so grateful
that he did this.

His command of the Spanish language is excellent. When he graduated from
Dartmouth College he assisted a language professor who taught languages in ten days.
Michael would take the vocabulary for each day and use it in a play or shopping trip or
travel. This kept him busy, for he would have three or four classes each day.

A great deal of Michael's early life was spent with us in Gainesville and at the beach.
Michael and Lynn were very good friends. Michael and I enjoyed the beach together. As
we walked along the water's edge he used to teach me the precious nursery songs he
learned from Miss Sweat at school. I taught him Bible stories. The vacation was over, and
as we were leaving the beach one day--I had been singing--and Michael said: "You just
keep singing, Louvin. It makes everybody happy." He was five years old.

Later, when he was at Dartmouth, he wrote to me, and in one letter he said, "Louvin,
I just have to know more about God." He is a member of the Mormon church now. That is
his choice, and I am happy for him. That wil give him a spiritual balance along with his
government work.

After Michael finished high school he went to Colorado to visit my brotherAlfred on a
cattle ranch. In the fall Michael went on a cattle drive. My brother was very generous to
Michael. When Michael applied for part-time work at Dartmouth during vacation, he was
told by the personnel clerk who reviewed his record: "Michael, you can get a job anyplace.
You have been on a cattle drive!"

Pamela is Jack and Bunna's daughter. She had her first years of school in a private
school, Brussels Sprouts, in Belgium, where her father had an assignment with NATO for
four years. Then they moved to Lima, Peru, for three years, and Pamela learned her
Spanish very quickly at school and at home, and later in college. Pamela has a lovely, soft,
cultured speaking voice and a good command of English. She has no trouble getting a
position. The careful training she had at home in good manners is a great asset. Her
majors are communication and art--she leans toward graphics. She graduated from Tulane









University in May 1992. She is working in New Orleans and is planning to go to graduate
school.

I have another lovely friend here who has done so many thoughtful things for me.
She asked not to have her name listed, so I will simply call her Good Samaritan. Thank
you, my dear.




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