Each of our children during their high school years went to 'early morning seminary' - scripture study classes that met in the home of a church member every school day morning from 6:30 until 7:15.

I remember being at school during morning meeting and looking around at everybody 350 kids saying a prayer. We're all very young and no one knows what it means and I remember feeling strange that people were just repeating words that they didn't understand. I refused to participate. For some reason I always rejected it but respectfully.

We remained at our encampment of this day until the morning of the 7th when we descended ten miles lower down and encamped on a spot of ground where several thousand Indians had wintered during the past season.

I started playing poker in 2003 during my pregnancy to distract myself from my awful morning sickness. For months all I did was cry and play Texas Hold'em.

I'll always remember when I bumped into Good Morning America's Robin Roberts on a flight to my mother's funeral in 1994 and how kind she was during that difficult time.

Stood off and on during the night determining not to come to anchor till morning fearing to meet with shoals continued our course in the morning and as the island was found to be six or seven leagues distant and the tide was against us it was noon when we arrived there.

I hear that 5 o'clock whistle in my mind like Fred Flintstone and I have to stop. I'm also not much of a morning writer. I have a sweet spot from about 11am to 4pm. But I really work during that time.

A good idea will keep you awake during the morning but a great idea will keep you awake during the night.

When I graduated from high school it was during the Depression and we had no money.

I was actually the one who decided to move to LA. Mom and I were driving on Sunset Boulevard during one of our trips back to see her family and I said 'Can we just stay?' So we did.