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Growing Up in Nevada City - Part 2 (PH 19-3)(1975) (157 pages)
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Model T's on Broad Street, Nevada City.
The Methodist Church which we had attended for some time now became an important center for my teen age activities. The Epworth League
furnished wonderful training in such things as public speaking, program
planning and other organizational skills. It also furnished recreation
of a sort. There were limitations, however, as there was only one young
man, Arnold Murchie,who attended. This made things difficult when attention was naturally being drawn to the opposite sex. However, we
made do, particularly as he had a Model T car. We had many adventures as
we piled in the old Model T and cranked it up for trips all around Nevada
City visiting other Epworth League groups from Sacramento to Auburn to
Yuba City.
Mother was improving in health and continued her daily routine
of grinding up the liver and putting it through the sieve and then drinking
it in tomato juice. We had a cat who got his daily dose of the fibers of
the liver and a more beautiful cat I have never seen.
About this time a change in ministers at the church brought Rev.
and Mrs. H. J. Hansen to Nevada City. They became important friends of
the family. Mother must have responded to them as I have an account of
a camping trip we took with the Hansens. They arranged for a group of
young people to have a week at Lake Vera near Nevada City. I guess this
was one of the very few times the four of us were with mother on any such
light hearted adventure. Elizabeth was home for the summer. The account
in part is as follows:
Echoes from Hungry Heights
by one of the girls who was there.