One final entry about my mother. Somewhere along the way she learned how to make a lemon meringue pie...from scratch. She was the minister's wife. Her pie always won first place...and then she found out about boxes and bags...she found that you could buy a box of pie crusts...and so why should she make them from scratch? She had to practice her violin. And she still won first place! My grandmother tried to explain that she was...cheating...but she disagreed. I figure the ladies of the church were just being gracious. She would always win the prize for the lemon meringue pie!