K: You want to tell ‘em that story?

F: I don’t care. What was it… we figured it was 1964?

K: Yes, 1964.

F: April of 1964. Kent and I had the responsibility of about 65 people and our drivers and the Park Service, Utah State Park, oh a lot of ‘em was dignitaries. And so we both driove of course, and I had to furnish all the lunch for the whole gang. And we drove down there and went over Elephant Hill, went to Chesler Park, that area and then we went over to the junction of the river area, and had lunch at the junction of the river campground. And so Kent got in his jeep and started out. And I had two men. It was Harold Fabian and Mr. (Koziall?). This Harold Fabian, he was the head of the State Parks at that time. And so I drove behind Kent and we went up over Elephant Hill and we got up on top of Elephant Hill and I says to these two guys, I says “Would you like to stop here and watch some of the other vehicles come up the steep hill?” And they says’ “Sure.” So we stopped there and watched several of the vehicles come up. Got tired of that so we finally decided to leave. We left and started down this side of Elephant Hill. And there’s this couple of girls from Monticello, Cleon Cooper and Margaret Halls. I knew ‘em. They was watching all these vehicles travel. So we went on and there was a Jeep behind me and it was my neighbor over here. He was one of our drivers. And as we went along why I always told people some of Kent’s experiences out in the country. And I don’t remember the story I was telling ‘em but anyway I could feel my right hand side of my face paralyze. I couldn’t talk. And so I knew something was wrong so I of course tried to push on the clutch. I knew I had to do something. I wasn’t going very fast and it was over between Squaw Flats and Elephant Hill. And so we were going along and I guess these two guys that were going along as passengers could see something was wrong so they turned the key off. And we went over and there was a little ditch, or a ravine, that went down. I started down that little ravine and started up the hill and my neighbor over here, he says that vehicle slowly came back down to the bottom of that ravine and stopped. And Kent’s cousin was behind this guy over here and he come up and between him and some other guys, why they got me out of the jeep and put me on a blanket. And I had passed out and when I came to, why, this Harry he says, “Fern, where do you hurt? Where do you hurt?” I thought I’d say “I hurt right there.” I had clawed that clutch and just bruised my foot like you wouldn’t believe. And so anyway, they got Kent, went up and got him and he came back. They got me into a car and brought me into the hospital. And the two doctors down here knew me very well. And anyway, they’d stick a needle in my back about so long and so big and then they’d say, “Fern, looks like pressure but we can’t tell you what it is.” And they did that about three times with me for the next couple of days. Dr Goon, at that time he was our doctor, he says, “Fern, the only thing I can think of is we’d better send you to Salt Lake to Dr. Powell who is a neurologist up there and see what he says. So Kent took me up to Salt Lake and when we got up there, why, the first thing they did was they came in with this big long needle and stick it in my back. And they says, “Shows pressure. We can’t tell you what it is.” And so they let me stay there overnight and then the doctor came in and he says, “Fern, I have one other (tape ran out…new tape, but some of the content was missed) in the operating room. They let the head down and you laid back right on your back and then they let your head down. And he came in with a needle and he says, “Fern, this needle has what will feel like half a cup of coffee. I’m gonna stick that into your throat right here. I’m gonna to try to find your jugular vein.” So here he was stickin’ that in there and says, “Ya gotta hold right still”. So they were sticking it in there and finally pushed it into the jugular vein I could feel. And he took an x-ray immediately after that. And they come back in and they says, “Well, we found your problem.” And I says, “Oh?” And they says, “Yeah, you’ve got a tumor over your right temple about the size of a small orange.” So anyway, the doctor talked it over with Kent and me and they decided to operate on me. And they took me in and they operated on it, cut it out, and gave me seven pints of blood. And they put me into the intensive care. And the guy across the aisle, he threw his urinal out at the nurse. When they moved me out of that room, where the urinal was, this nurse says, “Well, Fern, don’t worry about it. You won’t get a urinal thrown at you.” But when I opened my eyes, why there my mother and dad from Mesa, Arizona, stood. I told my sister-in-law to tell ‘em and she did and they come clear up there to be there when I was operated on. And they put me into this here hospital room. And you would have thought there was a dignitary in there. Everybody that ever knew us on a Jeep trip sent flowers and everybody would come and they’d say, “Is this where Mrs. Frost is? Here’s some more flowers, here’s some more flowers.” When I got so I could walk out in the hallway…we had fifteen of those people at the Holy Cross Hospital on one of our tours out here…and the guy that was the head of the hospital he seen me and came and talked to me. And he says, “Wait just right here. I want you to talk to this one guy.”So he called the little intern over there and he says, “I want you to meet this woman.” And he says,” This woman’s got the strength of three men.” Of course, I didn’t at that time. But then the doctor says, “Fern, I want you to go home and I want you to start driving. If you get dizzy or if you feel like you’re goiung to faint or anything, just pull of the side of the road and stop and sleep it off.” So anyway, in a few days after I got home I started driving and you know to this day, I’ve never had any trouble. I never had any dizzy spells I never had any headaches before or after.