PHT

Hollis was in his Senior year at ISU. We moved to an attic apartment not far from campus. Hollis was still working in Nevada, Ia. repairing television and found an old, old, small round television out on the junk pile sans casing. He brought it to the apartment and that was our first television. The bathroom consisted of a shower and toilet in a closet, to wash our hands we had to go to the kitchen sink.

Hollis spent much of his time at the library with the excuse that it was too distracting to study at home...I tried to learn how to knit and crochet at that time..still can't. We almost did not graduate due to Hollis being diagnosed with mononucleosis. Lay people called it the "kissing disease" because young adults seem to come down with it more freqrently. He was admitted to the school infirmary and prognosis was not good. X-ray showed spots on his lung which turned out to be enlarged lymph nodes but doctors wanted to rule out TB.

Hollis was in the hospital for about a week with the physicians telling him that he would need to rest for the next few months to recover. This was disasterous news because ISU was changing it's engineering program from a 4 year to a five year plan and the couses he would need to finish is degree would not be offered again for another year. With greath faith we called in the elders and a blessing was given . To the amazement of his doctors Hollis was able to leave the infirmary and return to complete his classwork and graduate on time...I remember glaring at the little cute nurses that would com in to give him his bedtime backrub..and resisted being sent home because visiting hours were over.

When we moved to Indianapolis we were able to put all of our worldly belongings in the back of our Malibu. I was still working so Hollis packed us...I think that is wear my knitting needles and yarn bit the dust. I have since learned that men's possessions are good stuff and women's junk and should be packed accordingly...

We stopped in Iowa on the way to Indiana and broke the news to the famlies that we were expecting..Dad's comment was, "It's about time."

More will come later..Mom