Frances Munsey

[Bishop1]

It was the HOT summer of 1956
when I
took the Train to Tulsa Oklahoma in order to transport
Sis Francis & Kenny {her brother} to the Chicago area
to help in the Evangelistic Temple United Pentecostal
Church Of Hammond Indiana Incorporated that was
pastored by her brother {Frank Mathias Munsey}..

Before I left
I asked Sis Ruth just how would I reconize Sis Francis
She told me to take a real good look at Frank
Then Visualize Him With Long Blond Hair -
{ and she wuz right !}

I arrived in Tulsa
and was picked up by Pop Munsey in his Brand New Caddy.
We went to the Munsey Home and We carefully loaded
Francis' 1955 Chevy, leaving room for her in the back seat
and room in the front seat for Kenny to ride shotgun -I
t was one of my normal exciting trips
and
one that Sis Francis never forgot.

Being an assistant in a Home Missions Church
I naturally counted pennies in order to save on expnses
- such as buying off brand gasolene, bulk oil, sleeping
in the car and eating at the Cheeeeeepest Places -

As we neared St Louis
I began to discuss with them the dire state of our finances
and asked both for their input or suggestions in order to
conserve and curb oue spending.
Francis suggested Fasting
and Kenny suggested putting the Car in Neutral whenever possible
and then, as we got to the St Louis City Limits,
I droped the BOMB SHELL !

" All Of The Bridges Going Out Of St Louis Were Toll Bridges "
So
We Would Have To Do
What Any Red Blooded American Would Do In Our Situation !
We Stopped
and rearranged the interior of that Powder Blue '55 Chevy.

We then got Sis Francis to lay down on the back seat
and
covered her completly with Two Woolen Blankets !
{The +100 dregree heat created No Problem to us}

Then
We Proceeded slowly thru the City Of St Lousi
and
finally arriveing at the Chain-of-Rocks Toll Bridge
over One Hour Later !

We Paid the Toll,
Crossed that Bridge into Illinois,
When We Stopped in Granite City for some Cheep Gasoline'
I faintly heard Sis Francis ask

"Is It Safe To Come Out Now?"

A Bedazzeled, Hot, Dripping Wet, Future Missionary
'Sister Francis Munsey'
emerged from under those Wool Blankets and asked

" How Much Money Did We Save?"

I handed Her An Ice Cold Coca Cola
and answered

"We Saved Enough

To Pay For Your



10 Cent Coke "!




AHhhhhhhh MEMORIES -

Bishop1

[Sister Alvear]

thanks for the story...