The worm has turned! Instead of Whit doing the whittlin', my doctor friends have been whittlin' on me again. Really, I do believe I would rather do my own whittlin', my own way.

However, when I have needed a doctor or a hospital, I'm glad I have been able to call on my friends at Esperanza Hospital. I appreciate their expert, yet warm, friendly approach to my medical needs.

Sickness never comes at a convenient time! In the last two weeks, I have been unable to do anything but eat, sleep, groan, complain, read, watch TV and try to get back on my feet. You know, if I had tried to finish all of the jobs that have come to my mind, I would have broken my health down! I would surely have been a patient anyway!

Here I am in the middle of planning our second Community Health Fair. We need more merchants for door prizes, more dollars needed to be collected for expenses, booths still hadn't been located, we need still more volunteers recruited, a planning breakfast was scheduled, fliers need to be printed for the Health Fair and the Fun Run, and many other tasks.

All these things I had planned to do in the last two weeks, for after all, September 8 is coming soon. Ha, Ha, I didn't get to do them after all, yet others such as Ray Bouchard, Ellie Lewis, Dorothy Novinger, Don Sisson, Dr. Grenier, Dr. Vasher, and many others kept the planning going, and probably have accomplished more than if I had been on my feet.

This hospital visit has also set me back on my "Whittlin." I haven't been able to sit with my friends nor concentrate on my writin'.

Hmmm-Last week we were still talking about changes on Main Street, and most about Doc Cannon's drug store. Oh yes,- This reminds me of someone else who used to be in Main Street - Doctor Cochran. If my memory is correct, he first had an office on Lemon Street and Lakeview about where Dee Dee Duds is now located and then he moved upstairs in the old Stahler Building, where the craft shop has been of late.

One time Dr. Cochan pulled a tooth for me, and several times swabbed my tonsils and doctored our family to health many times through the early years. Several books could be written about Dr. and Mrs. Cochran and the wonderful influence they have had on Yorba Linda.

Dr. Cochran did it all! He delivered babies, set bones, diagnosed and treated all kinds of ailments, was a surgeon, prescribed internal medicine, played a topnotch game of golf, was an ideal father and husband, and most of all, a man that the whole community loved, respected and needed.

The Cochrans' still live on the corner of Lemon and Olinda streets, where they moved after leaving Main Street.

The lower floor of the Stahler Building housed the post office for many years. This is where I started to work, in September 1935. Mr. Stahler was the retiring postmaster and Mrs. Stahler was the clerk who gave me my first training to become a postal clerk. Mrs. Ollye Beard was the new postmaster that I went to work for. My first salary was $4 a month, and I was pleased to get it.

Little did I know at the time, that I would retire some 38 years later from the post office right here in Yorba Linda. What a lucky fellow I have been.