Grandma, Me, and Jesus in 3-D

Sallman's Head of Christ

Grandma lived about three hours away from us, back in the days before interstates could whisk us wherever we needed to go. The three-hour drive consisted of maneuvering over two-lane country roads, so our visits were mostly limited to special occasions like Christmas and Mother's Day. 

One of those special occasions was the first two weeks of June when my parents would deposit me at Grandma's for a vacation. I was never quite sure whose vacation it was supposed to be, but it must have been mine, because during those two weeks, I attended VACATION Bible School at Grandma's church. 

In the 1950's, Bible School wasn't the creative, fun learning environment it is today. Discipline was the rule, and spending half a day for two weeks sitting on thickly varnished wooden chairs (that tended to get tacky with summer's high humidity) didn't seem like much of a vacation to me.