a miracle pageant

i know i have put the first half of this on my blog about a year ago, but here goes the second half....i wish i had pictures but due to oldsheimer's syndrome i have forgotten how to put them into the computer so everybody VISUALIZE please....my children have been angel, pioneer, martin harris, lamanite dancer, oliver cowdry, nephite warrior, camp scene singer, ...i personnally had a unique couple of years where i helped to move a ramp where the ressurected mary and john would walk from the grass where mary died and john earlier was killed by a lamanite arrow and they would walk over the road in the air to the temple walkway to heaven where they would be greeting by angels{my daughter's being among them} and all would sing as jon and mary would walk on the invisable ramp and all the angles{yes i said angels not angels{ would sing by the side of the invisable ramp...this was hard for only two of us to move and i often thought that if the ramp didn't get moved quickley enough the final scene of the pageant would be ruined and we wouldn't have tiery eyed people coming to us after the play wanting to be baptised immediaely because they were so overwhelmed...we seemed to get it moved in time but it was heavy....thank goodness rich was big...now it is all computerized ....even the fire scene which me and rich lit by a bunsen burner from a flame thrower has been replaced as the lamanite pagen worshiping scene.....the missionary booths was a job that took weeks because no instructions were sent by the last people to use them at the hill cumorah pageant in new yourk city....i am sure they had instructions when they set them up...we spent hours just look at the box wondering how they went together until we finally had them pictured in our minds...after five years of doing it i think i had them pictured pretty well...when karma lee and i were ushers at the gates i would take all the pretty girls palms of their hands and stamp them with an invisable ink stamp for admitance to the park, and to let them back in after they had put down thier blankets for the FREE play but the mark was my own imagination, just an excuse to hold all the girl's hands...if i had ever been caught that would have been the end of my ushering carreer..i can't find the first half OF THIS BLOG..