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| Fred Wilson, myself with Rhonda at a fall school picnic |
Jay Stanwood taught me how to play
racquetball while I was in southern California and I was hooked. I loved the
sport. It was the first exercise activity I had found that I could stick with.
In my first year I played a few times at the local YMCA, but the courts were small.
In my second year there was a brand new sports court facility that opened south
on Pasqua. I had a look but it was unaffordable. Our Phys. Ed director
negotiated a working relationship with the facility allowing students and staff
to play at a greatly reduced rate. That worked for me. I began to play 2-3
times a week. Ken Badley and Charlie Cook was a couple of my regular partners.
As students found out I played, I completed with several of them as well.
The theme for youth conference
this year was OOK in the Book. No one
knew what an OOK was but the team created the look. It was much like a giant
yellow bowling ball with pants and short legs. A costume was made so we could
have a character for who knows what. The thrust was teaching delegates to look
in the Bible by teaching them how to get started, where to start and how to
discover truths for you. The Bible has answers if you know how to find them.
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| This was our photo for the yearbook. It was taken in front of the parliament building in 30-40 below weather and the group was just trying to look warm and get the photo done as fast as possible. We took several shots and Karen never did look warm. L-R: Garry Tollefson, Cheryl Olfert, Mike Phillips, Don Little, Karen Driedger, Dale Dyck,and Conrad Hild |
Deciding what play I would do with
Portrait Players was predetermined. Word got out about the success and impact
of No Time For Tombstones and the
requests to come to their church was stacking up in the president’s office. I
was overwhelmed and humbled with the success of the play and excited about
doing it another year, Audition numbers were small, but a good team came
together and we went west the following summer.
We joined with the music group The Fathers Own for a Christmas production
of short skits and music preformed at the Sportsman Center in Moose Jaw. We
took two vans for the trip and had a great show and a lot of fun with Dale Dirksen
and the other singers. It was late when we left to return to the college and we
stopped at a service station at the rise just east of town. People bought
snacks, used the restroom and ran around changing vans went off we went. Only
when we got back to the college did we realize we had left one of the Portrait
Players back at the service station restroom. He was rather shocked when he
realized we had left without him. I was already exhausted and dreaded the
return trip to get our lost sheep when Con Hild offered to make the trip. We
had no way to contact our poor little sheep so just hoped he had stayed put. He
did since he had no place to go either. He finally figured out we would return
when we got back to Regina and realized he wasn’t in either van. It was a 40-minute
trip each way.
I can’t remember why I was
traveling to Nyack a couple times a year. I had not returned to serve on the
International Christian Education committee and I was not yet serving on the
LIFE summer conference committee, but I had been asked to help Gordon Fowler
put together the Sunday afternoon Missionary Rally at the Tri District (for Canada) Conference in Calgary that
summer. I was back in the historical library trying to find out whom the first
Canadian Missionary was and if there was enough information to do a sketch
about him or them. I found a fair amount and gathered all I could with the idea
of putting some skits together. The ideas began to gel on the flight home. When
I returned I met with Gordon Fowler, director of the missions rally, to tell
him what I found and lay out my concept for that rally. I was excited and so
was her.
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