When I was eleven we had another brother, John, so then there were four children. The winter I was twelve there was revival meetings at the church. Rev. C. 0. Berry was the minister. Edna and me and two neighbors, a girl and a boy, were baptized. It was February, a heavy ice on the river. They cut a square of ice out for us four to be baptized. That is how it was in those days. No one took a cold. We trusted the Lord and He always takes care of his children when they ask Him. My Grandma always lived with us. When Grandpa lived they had their side of the house, but now she had her own room, but lived with us, but she kept her own horse and buggy. Well, the spring I was twelve she took me and we started for Snake Spring Valley to visit with a great-uncle of mine, Elias Baker, wife and family. First day we got from Brooks Mills to Waterside, about 20 miles with the horse and buggy. The next day across the mountain to the valley, 18 more miles. This is just to tell how we traveled in those days.