My parents moved to what is now Clinton on a semi-dry farm which raised plenty of prickley pears and red ant hills. We did our farming with 'walking' equipment, following a hand plow and harrow, we sowed grain by hand. My early schooling was in a one-room log building about half a mile from where we lived. After completing the sixth grade I attended Weber Academy for a term. At one time President David O. McKay was an instructor at the Academy. While suffering from a bout with typhoid fever, I met my future wife, Fannie H. Burnett. Upon my recovery I became the envy of the younger generation when my father allowed me to drive his high-stepping horse hitched to a two-wheel cart. For a time my father hauled and sold fruit to ranchers and miners up Weber Canyon, and he took me with him. We sold peachers, pears, plums, grapes, tomatoes and watermelons, traveling as far as Coalville to supply our customers. When I grew older I drove the route alone and was allowed a share of the profits. If we had any produce left over at the end of the trip we would trade it for coal. Coal didn't cost very much in those days and we could get a load for one dollar. When we traded for coal the miners didn't even bother to weigh the coal. We just drove our wagon to the chute and the men would fill it up. When I earn¬ed $30 I bought myself the best saddle I could buy for $30, paying as much for that saddle as we would have had to pay for 30 loads of coal. When I was about 18 I began dating Miss Fannie Hunt Burnett. When the courtship became serious, I proposed and was accepted. Fannie Hunt Burnett was born 29 September 1886, in Oakley, Cassia County, Idaho, to John Thomas and Lucy Hurst Burnett. Her family moved from Idaho to Logan. Then in 1900 the Burnetts moved to Clinton. That same year the Burnetts were stricken with typhoid fever, spread by flies and mosquitos. There were no pesticides in those days. On a hot August day in 1904 Fannie and I set out for Salt Lake City, driv¬ing my father's fancy team hitched to a one-seated buggy. It took seven hours to go through the Salt Lake Temple. We were exhausted! Because we were both under age our parents had traveled to Ogden with us to apply for a marriage certificate. When we left for the temple, neither parent was able to go, so they sent along my oldest sister, Eva, as a chaperone. She sat primly between us all the long trip. The following day, on the drive home, Eva again managed to sit between us, saying that she had been given the respon¬sibility to chaperone us, and she intended to do just that! 282