while still a child), my nieces Ann Marriott Wahlen and Shirley, Gwen Swensen Clark, and Ruth Poorte Peterson. At the age of 16, they asked me to teach the Church History class which met with the Senior Sunday School. I was delighted to have as my teaching companion Afton Thomas, whose mother and two older sisters, Addis and Althea, were valiant workers in the ward. Althea and Mike Jones were the popular leads in several ward plays, and later they were married. The first talk I was asked to give was in Sacrament Meeting at age 16. This was a great undertaking for me because there was no seminary program at that time for my age group. I think of the wonderful opportunities the young people in the Church have to take Seminary for four years in high school and then continue in college with Institute classes. The topic I chose was taken from the Church book "The Way to Perfection" by Joseph Fielding Smith. I prayed and studied hard and must confess that I felt relieved and shaken when I finished. To CALIFORNIA My second trip to California was during school vacation about 1925 when I was 16. I stayed with June and Jennie in a beautiful house that June had rented in La Brea within walking distance of the dinosaur tar pits. Dora lived close by and would come in the morning and spend the day with us. June, Jennie, and my mother never did learn to drive a car. Aunt Jennie was always busy around the house. One morning Dora came and got June and me. I had no idea what we might be doing, but we ended up in a beauty shop where Dora had her long hair cut short. At that time women and girls wore hats. When we returned to Jennie's, Dora was wearing the hat she had on earlier that day. We were surprised when Aunt Jennie said to Dora, "Your hat doesn't hide what you have been up to--you have had your hair cut!" We were always amazed about how Aunt Jennie could tell Dora's hair had been cut. Another time June and Dora took me to the beach for a swim and sunbath. This was a great pastime in that day. We also took long rides and attended Sunday School while I was there. Aunt Jennie enjoyed bread. When she was eating, she always held a little piece of bread in one hand. She also introduced me to having toast with watermelon and avocado on toast. Aunt Jennie was always so kind and lovely to me and to all relatives who visited with her. THEATRE As a young girl, living in our summer home in Ogden Canyon, I remember a young man whose parents ran the Hermitage Amusement Park. He asked me to attend the Ogden Theater with him one afternoon. We sat in one of the box seats and enjoyed