Vacation Bible School was a chore.
Before you get all high and mighty on me, let me explain.
Granny, being in close connection to the one and only God the Father Almighty as well as the preacher, took it upon herself to take a week of vacation every year during VBS so she could serve.
Or, as she put it, make sure no one messed up her Sunday School room where she ruled the nursery.
So, for a week every summer my mornings or afternoons, whenever VBS was scheduled, were spent at the church at the crossroads.
I always thought Granny had some special authority at the church because if we got there before anyone else did, she knew where the key was and would let us in to get things ready.