were happy to see that he did all right in the end. Few college students today could visualize the enthusiasm with which we greeted the College Inn that opened just east of the Gym. It was part of the property bought earlier by the Church. No question, it was small, inadequate, and unpretentious, but it was the best we had, and we appreciated and enjoyed it as a student rendezvous. Ogden always used to be a "dancing town." As children we learned to dance in Primary and Mutual. Then, as we grew, we attended ward and school dances regularly and went either to the Berthana or to the White City, including when they initiated open-air dance floors. If we dated, fine. However, if we didn't, there were always enough girl "stags" to fill our program. Furthermore, we usually went home alone. (We used to go to dances to dance!) And how we enjoyed the elegant new ballroom in the Gym Building. We had matinee and Friday night dances as well as the Acorn Ball. It was a welcome addition to our school and community. Weber College was traditionally a patron of drama. While I was there, Harvey L. Taylor, Thatcher Allred, and Mrs. Bertha Eccles Wright directed us in a number of memorable plays. Beth Winkler, Fern Davis, and Hazel Wintle were the leading ladies. During this era, the Edmund Evans players came to Ogden, and Jane Burroughs starred in one production. I remember this event because her father, Edgar Rice Burroughs, author of the Tarzan novels, accompanied her. While I was busily sweeping floors after school, he often wandered downstairs and would accompany me on my rounds, visiting with me as I swept. I also met and became acquainted with Moroni Olsen in the same manner. He even invited me to act in a couple of his plays, which I was happy to do. Professor Harvey L. Taylor was another friend who used to accompany me on my rounds through the Moench Building, chatting and being friendly as I worked. He had attended Weber with my sister Mary and treated me almost Down the stairway like family because of this association. Dr. Wayne B. Hales, Dr. Whitney Young, Merlon Stevenson, and Eva Browning were others of the staff with whom I had a close affinity. They were great friends as well as being great teachers. President Tracy upon occasion asked me to drop my work and come into his office for a chat. He was interested in what I wanted to do and to be. He often asked me searching questions that required some thought. It was largely because of his influence upon me through these talks that I chose to go into the field of English and later taught it. As I grew up, Apostle David O. McKay and Dr. Adam S. Bennion, Superintendent of L.D.S. Church Schools, played a part in my life. They spoke quite frequently at Ogden events, and I considered them both as being men of exceptionally fine character and achievement. I was happy to be at Weber when they still came around to see us and to speak to us. The devotionals held regularly were a real inspiration to many of us who attended Weber. While I was at Weber, the school received an oil painting of David O. McKay, who was a former president of Weber Academy. This picture was hung at the landing between floors, and I enjoyed viewing it each day as I went my rounds. Another event occurred when President Tracy commissioned a statue of a classically draped female figure to be placed in the recessed cupola-topped space beneath the name of the college on the front of the Moench Building. It was not, to some of us, a remarkable statue or particularly well done, but to President Tracy it represented the classical importance of education, and it took its prominent place to remain there as long as the college was there. For two quarters in 1927-28 I served as athletic director under Merlon Stevenson. Spring quarter I had to drop out to work on the family farm. However, during the two quarters I attended, I had a truly great experience working with the athletes and coaches. Our football trips to Dillon, 10 Montana, and to Rexburg, Idaho, were the most fun and going with twenty-two fine athletes and friends made it even better. Being with Coach Stevenson and "Monk" Halliday for that long was just "frosting on the cake." It was a great experience! Our football team won all of its regional games to complete its fifth consecutive year as intermountain junior college football champions. We tied Ricks College for the division basketball championship, winning six of eight games. That was a record we could be proud of. I've never seen a coach of any sport, anywhere, that I respected, admired, and loved as much as I did Coach Merlon Stevenson. He was as great a "boys' man" as he was a coach. He was character and quality from the word "go." After spending thirty-nine years in public education, I have concluded that a school can be no better than its teachers. Weber Academy and Weber Junior College were great schools because they had great teachers in the classrooms, library, and office. I could go right down the 1926-28 roster of teachers and tell you many splendid things about all of them - that's the kind of people they were. There was never a more select teaching staff ever assembled. I loved Weber. I met some of the finest people while there I have ever had the privilege to know - and some of the best friends I've ever had. Even sixty years can't dim the enthusiasm I always felt for the staff, student body, and deep spiritual significance of the institution that has done so much for so many people through the ensuing years. It Was Depression Time Avon Neuteboom Stoker '33 My two years at Weber College were the happiest school years in my life. I was a student in the fall of 1931 and graduated in the spring of 1933. The Depression was in full swing at the time, and no one had money to spare. There was no way I could afford tuition at Weber College. My dream of continued education seemed doomed, but I just couldn't give it up and decided to talk to President Tracy about a work project. He was wonderful and told me to report the next day at eight o'clock to help clean the main building. I was seventeen, had just graduated from Ogden High School, very shy, but determined to get an education to be a teacher. When I arrived at work, I found a crew of about twenty other would-be students all ready to clean the building. We washed walls, windows, scrubbed floors and waxed them. We also had fun, laughed, told jokes, and didn't think of it as work. I think we were allowed 20 cents an hour for pay toward our tuition. During the two years I was there, I also dusted President Aaron W. Tracy books and helped out in the library. I hated to have to leave Weber after graduation. It was a sad day for me when I knew it would be over. My only regret was that I didn't have 50 cents to pay for a small yearbook some of the students had put together. One episode stands out very clearly in my mind. The College of Hawaii was coming to Weber to compete in football. We were really going to celebrate. A big barbecue was to be held on campus, and it was free. The sandwiches were delicious, but disaster struck. We were all sick with intestinal problems! Years later as I was teaching in a small rural school in Uintah County, I went to a dance and met a college friend who was also teaching there. It was a wonderful reunion until he told me that he and some other fellows "sort of doctored the meat." The mystery was solved. President Tracy was a special person who helped many of us become what we wanted to be. He left when Weber became a state school, but he will always be remembered. 11