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Show of the country you hail from. Monotonous? Stereotyped? Maybe. May-be. There might be more color to the American scene if there -were great sectional differences and regional re-gional cultures. But there would not be the strength, the similarity similar-ity of outlook and the possibility for national unity such as the "world has never known, without thiR nfltinnnl nntfnrmftr same vacuum cleaners . . . driving the same cars, gives us an understanding under-standing of each other that has nothing to do with distance or climate cli-mate or historical background. So it is our manufacturers, as well as our writers and statesmen and educators, that make us one people. For by producing goods for Americans as a whole and by a linimm cvqtoni nf llo.lk.ii THIS BUSINESS . I SUSAN THAYER TLT Tf L they are able to sell them in every city, town and village throughout this far-flung land. Thus are we united by our everyday habits of living, as well as by our ideals of Liberty! o Many members of the white race are black, as in Ethiopia. If the good people of Connecticut Connecti-cut ate a breakfast food the good people of Nebraska had never heard of ... if the movie stars of Hollywood had a face cream unknown to the ladies of New York . . . and if the people of j South Carolina drove cars strange I to Michigan, this country couldn't! be what it is today and will be "OXE NATIOX, IXDIV1S1BLE" They look different the different differ-ent parts of this country. The elm-shaded elm-shaded streets of old New England towns are not at all like the windblown wind-blown streets of prairie villages. The square white houses topped with "captain's walks" of seaport settlements have an atmosphere about them that is altogether lacking lack-ing in the new stucco houses of the Southwest. But underneath and through it all is something stronger than these differences; something more Potent than the fascinating variety. var-iety. And that is the sameness! Everywhere you go, from Maine to California, we are, first and foremost and above all, Americans. Ameri-cans. We are nourished by the same traditions stirred by the same impulses inspired by the same ideals and, to be mundane and practical, served by the same producers. A 10-cent store on the street of a town built by sea-faring Yankees in the 18th century even smells the same as a 10-cent store on the street of a western oil town that sprang up a dozen years ago. Looking at the familiar displays dis-plays in a drug store window, you feel yourself "at home" no mat-' ter where you are or what part i tomorrow. Eating the same foods . . . using the same face powder . . . wearing the same clothes . . . using the |
