||BAKER 13 They went to the show one night. The mill hands had bought a little projector and they had shows flown in. The mail at that time came in by truck from Hanksville. Eventually, it came in by plane from Cortez. The show had come in so everybody gathered around. They had put a sheet on a board nailed up on a tree and then they threw the movie on that and we all sat around on the hillside under the trees. There was a full moon and we sat, on the bank, in the shadows of the cottonwood leaves, under the trees, watching a movie. I thought, "Gee, how romantic can you get. This is living! This is really living!" Then onetime Art showed his slides of Goblin Valley. That was the first time I'd ever seen Goblin Valley and it was perfectly wonderful. I think we had a show about every week. They were more or less late shows-they weren't all that old and we enjoyed them tremendously. After the school was built, we bought a record player and a typewriter for the school. When I first went down to the schoolhouse, it was just a shell, a tarpaper shell and a rough-board floor with cracks in the floor that were about half an inch wide. Someone had ill-advisedly oiled the floor with old motor oil. Every time a child dropped a piece of paper on the floor, if anybody stepped on it, it was just illegible. All of the children would, sometime during the day, develop a little round circle of floor dirt on his nose from looking down underneath to see if he could stab a pencil that had rolled down a crack. Well, during the election year, now that must have been 1954, Eloise and the election judges sat over in the school-house and dang near froze. They said, "This is for the birds. Do you mean our children are coming to this school-house like this?" So all of the fellows got together and Myron furnished the material and they floored it and put Sheetrock in it and then we were in business. We had a good schoolhouse; but up until that time it had been pretty rough because no matter how much fire you built, the wind whistled up through the cracks in the floor and it just didn't quite get it. We never did have any playground equipment and that I kind of worried about but we did put out a paper. We went around and sold it to various people because that was about the only way we had to get money to do the things that we wanted to do, like buy a hectograph to put out the paper and to buy handicraft material and things of that kind. We sold that and magazine subscriptions to get stuff for our handicrafts in school. M: Would you say, in general, that the people were happy down there?