Got up at 9.00.
Went up to the Haight-Ashbury to the second hand stores to buy a few items I need for my trip. I got a pair of tennis shoes, a pair of walking shoes, 2 pair of panties and a light house coat.
Listened to the Temple broadcast. The panel discussion was on the power of the mind and was concerned with so-called miraculous happenings, not exclusively healings.
Prepared and ate a meal and did dishes.
Cleaned up the apartment.
At 4.00 I slept for a couple of hours.
I sorted out the clothes I am giving to the Temple. I had 2 big bags.
I was about to eat, some melon when Rob called. He picked me up at 7.45 and we arrived at the Temple at 8.00.
As we were entering, signing in and so forth, Jim’s voice came over the loudspeaker. He was apparently reacting to the testimonials being given, said there wasn’t much discussion of politics and other matters Some time should be devoted to honor of our saviour.
By the time I came upstairs, there had been generated an atmosphere of praise and rejoicing.
Jim came on podium and although Rick Cordell had just taken an offering, he said it had not been sufficient and took another. He said too many were going to stores trying on clothing and buying things they don’t need if we enjoyed looking at articles in stores, going to movies, looking at TV shows and eating in restaurants, there was too much of Sodom and Gomorrah in us. You are not only in Sodom and Gomorrah, but Sodom America is in you.
A film was shown, “Buck and the Preacher,” with Sidney Poitier and Harry Belefonte, directed by Poitier. It concerned the wagon trains which were organized by blacks in the South after the Civil War to move to the west and were harassed by Southern night riders who were intent on keeping their labor force. The picture showed cooperation between the backs and Indians in helping the blacks to get to freedom. The photography was stunning, but the sound in the auditorium was bad. The film was more for people in the auditorium than any I remember being shown in the Temple. [?]
Films of the p.l. were then shown most of the scenes had been shown previously.
Jim performed healings.
He took an offering for a special need of one of our members.
New members were admitted.
The service was dismissed about 12.30. Jim said there would be no government meting. The auditorium could thus be used for arranging buses.
I paid to Diane Louie $20 for my ticket to the testimonial dinner in honor of Jim 25 September.
As Beulah had not come, I volunteered to Judy Flowers to take someone else and Florine Dyson was assigned to me. Christians did not have room for me so we waited for Glenn Hennington to take us along with some others.
Jim McElvane was sitting behind me downstairs. He said he was daddy to some 12 children, the boys who had been in the house, when Liz was there, plus the ones Pat Grunnett was caring for. Pat has moved in. Liz is no longer there. He thought she might be living in San Francisco. Reneé McMurray, he said, was with her. I forgot to ask about Bob Davis.
It was raining and I got the hem of my offertory dress wet. We arrived home about 1.30.
Florine and I had some honeydew melon and I ate some toast and jam. I went to bed at 3.00.
Florine got up twice during the night, couldn’t find the bathroom. I had to get up and turn the light on.