played this solo part on the piano while the others took their rest. This was a good band to be with and we got along well. I regularly played dance jobs on Saturday nights. We first attended Church in a rented hall on the main street that went through Oildale. The Bishop was Warren Wilson formerly of Salt Lake City. Finally, we built our own Church meetinghouse. I played organ for Church Sacrament Meetings from the first time I attended in Bakersfield and have continued to play until this time. I've often played the piano as Relief Society accompanist. I've accompanied the Singing Mothers and been an officer in the Relief Society. When Brad was young, he would sit with me on the organ bench while I played. He gave his first talk in Church at about age four. I made pictures for him to see to remind him of what to say. Just before Pam was born, I experienced my first earthquake in California. Brad slept through it as he was very young. The main department store in Bakersfield, Brocks, had to remove everything in it and place the items under a hugh, round tent to sell. Before the earthquake, there was dead silence which was such a contrast from the sound after the quake. Dogs barked, cows mooed, chickens cackled, cats meowedthey knew something was unusual. The quake felt like I was on a train moving and swaying in an unsteady motion. I could see flames in the distance from the oil wells. Forrest was home at the time and told me to sit downit was just an earthquake. Our Only Daughter Bradley was four years old when Pamela was born on 3 November at Freise's Maternity Hospital. She was a beautiful baby, and we felt fortunate to now have one boy and one girl. She was born a month early and at about four weeks old she had pneumonia. She did not want to eat, but was not crying. The doctor that delivered her could not figure out what was wrong with her. I thought that this was unbelievable. We then took Pam to another baby doctor, Dr. Forney. The hospital was not available because of the quake. The doctor said to take Pam home, buy a vaporizer, and keep her head up and the steam on her. I was up for two or three nights with her. I had written Mother that Pam was not expected to live. A kindly LDS lady, Sister Carol Keetch, whose husband Rulon was principal of the Standard School, volunteered to watch Pam, but I stayed up all the nights with her. Mrs. Keetch was very attentive to Pam and me as was her husband, and she helped nurse Pam back to health. I put the medication for Pam in her bottle, and I fed this to her for two or three weeks. About this time Lena Kyle and Lota Kyle came to visit. Much attention was paid to Pam especially by Grandmother Kyle. Pamela Marileine Kyle was given her name and blessing by Warren Wilson, President of the LDS Branch of the Church in Oildale. Her middle name was chosen to represent parts of names of three special women in our lives: my mother, Mary, my sister Madeleine, and her paternal grandmother, Lena.