I attended a Christian Science Sunday School but was not a very receptive pupil. When I reached the upper age limit, I was not much interested in Science because I really had no problems to solve at the time, and my life was very comfortable and happy. In my family life, I had seen many proofs that Science heals, and yet I was not ready to accept it myself.
I shall always be grateful to my parents, who were so very understanding and patient and who insisted that I attend Sunday School, and later church, while I was living at home with them. They could have given me no greater gift, for in later years when the testing time came, the seeds of Truth which had been planted in my thought saved me from mental anguish and ill health.
When I went away from home to college I studied fine arts, and I felt that as an artist I must experience all of life in order to express myself intelligently. Intellectually and socially I attempted to do this while in college and for five or six years after graduation. In an attempt to gain satisfaction from materiality, I smoked, drank, and sometimes was unethical in taking advantage of opportunities that came my way.
