P Day. 29 September 2016

For a P Day I spent quite a lot of time at the Library.  In the early morning--7 am was cleaning.  It is surprising how long it takes to wipe off the armrests on 25 or 30 chairs!  That was what I had signed up to do, while others wiped the tables and counters and computer screens, etc.

I went back to the apartment via a different route, walking down North Temple Street to the West to 200 West, where I turned to go to 200 North.  It was a pleasant morning, and I wanted to check to see if parking might be available for my friend with whom I will be going to Sunday afternoon's conference session.  There is some unrestricted parking on the far west side of the street, but I suspect one might need to get there in the morning to get a spot!

I learned today from an article written many years ago that Harry S. Truman, the only US President from Missouri, stood up against his advisers, his cabinet, and military leaders when he granted recognition in 1948 to the new country of Israel.  He followed his convictions, even though it was supposedly political suicide,  I am personally grateful that he did this, because as a young child, the fact that Israel had been reestablished taught me that the Old Testament prophecies had not been done away by Christ or the New Testament, which is what I was taught in my childhood church.

Today I did another load of laundry, and I talked with my Sweetheart, and then I talked with my oldest daughter.  Later in the day I also talked with my youngest, and this evening again with my Sweetheart, so I was not extremely surprised to see that my battery was down more than usual this evening.

In the afternoon I went back to the Library for some training, and also to work nearly two hours on more Eppingen records in Family Tree.  There have been so many duplicate records, and also incorrect attachments, that there seems to be an infinite supply of work that needs doing!  I got out the film with the actual church records to verify that one of the people attached was NOT born to my Wittmers, nor to any of the Wittmers in the book! I did also verify, however, that the wife of one of my 3rd great grand uncles came from Eppingen to the United States at the age of 2, in about 1848!  I like her name: Regina.

A surprise was in the mailbox, a letter from a friend back in Missouri. It was very nice to hear from her!

A short time at the temple was all I could handle.  I did not sleep extremely well last night, and that was the deciding factor as to which work to do.

Now I am off to bed with hopes I will sleep better or at least longer than last night!