
makes our part of the country the envy of those who enjoy warmth and suns-hine. Even towards the end of what was the traditional second day of autumn, the temperature in Burbank hovered in the mid-eighties. The cloudless skies were a pale blue and the air was clear. From The Castaway's hilltop perch it was clear enough to look beyond the Valley and see the buildings which marked downtown Los Angeles fifteen miles south. The view was spectacular. How-ever, the most moving sight was the one I found before me: a young couple, who despite the odds were able to find each other, fall in love and who on that day were committing to sharing their lives together in marriage.
