I was at the Rose Bowl too, 7 years old. That was miserable, especially the closing comments that dragged on, because Mom and Dad had decided to get a "head start" for the exit, to avoid some of the traffic, so we ended up standing for the overtime. NOT my favorite memory!
Here's an Aussie story: My parents and I lived in Nhulunbuy, in the Northern Territory, from 1970-1973, and we attended a circuit assembly in Mt. Isa. It was outdoors, very hot, with loads of these huge Australian biting flies. My poor dad, who was giving one of the talks, got one stuck in his glasses where it happily bit him for almost half an hour. When Dad complained about it afterward, the local brothers told him it was perfectly appropriate under such circumstances to stop the talk, take off his glasses, remove the fly, and then continue. The best thing about that assembly was in the evening, at sunset, when huge flocks of pink galah cockatoos would fly overhead. An amazing sight!
Then there was the district convention in Darwin in 1972, I think, which was held at a school's outdoor auditorium. A stray dog wandered in and found a whole bunch of really bored people who were willing to feed him, and then hide him from the attendants who were trying to get him out. I think the attendants actually caught him a couple of times, but they put him in the men's room to keep him out of the way. The dog would get out the next time someone went into the loo, and it would start all over again. He was a smart dog -- when he saw an attendant badge, he knew to duck down and move to another aisle! That was a great distraction!
Nina
