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Show in my father's house/ 162 Aunt Rachel stayed with the children. Two weeks later, Aunt Gerda went on her lunch break and-met Aunt LaVona - who was supposed to be in Rock Springs, Wyoming. Aunt LaVona, unable to find housing or employment had come to Idaho, thinking it a good place to remain anonymous. She settled there with Aunt Elsa, who would care for the children. Aunt Sarah also came to the same Idaho city to find a job. When she found four other Allred families had coinciden-tally invaded the city, she decided to join us in Nevada. We were delighted, for we missed Aunt Sarah's good humor and her children. But Aunt Sarah wrote bad news as well, of another split in the group. As soon as my father left Salt Lake, Brother Goldberg challenged his authority and broke away, taking some of our people with him. One of the defectors was Saul's former Boy Scout master, a man who had nurtured Saul's respect and understanding for nature. Saul, deeply upset by the split, went walking down the dusty dirt road in the mornings before it was too hot, talking with my mother. The fissure unearthed other, older questions - ones my father had reprimanded him for asking. Why, he asked my mother, did everyone else have a testimony that The Book of Mormon was divinely-inspired and that Joseph Smith was a true prophet of God, while he had no such knowledge? How, he wanted to know, could he be sure that my father was right in his priesthood calling? Where, he asked her, could he find such assurance? My mother quoted the same Biblical passage which had |
