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Show NKDON K. ItALDWIN SUBMITS AltTIOLFH FROM RAIMO PROGRAM Neldon E. Baldwin, one of the News' correspondents, has written writ-ten some articles along the line of a radio broadcast he use to give over a broadcasting station in Oakland, Calif. The broad-leasts broad-leasts were entitled "The Good Samaritan" and in each one he handled a different subject, as, Love, Good Fellowship, Patriotism Patriot-ism and oMther. Mr. Baldwin had a good following over the air and we believe our readers will filnd this feature of interest. Following is the first: MEDITATION After all it isn't the glamor of fame, the adulation of the multitude, multi-tude, or the accumulation of wealth that give the greatest Joy and comfort in life. It's the small, insignificant touches of friendship that we treasure most as we take that final inventory. Somehow we find that the kiss and caress of a loved one means more than the sign of the dollar. The firm unshaking handclasp of a true friend warms that human heart in our bosom more than the plaudits of the crowd. That cry of pain from a hurt child causes more anquish and heartache heart-ache than all the hurts and injuries in-juries that we, ourselves, gather in the battle. It is with joy and pleasure that we, as we near the end of the journey, recall the many small, simple, and touches of brotherly love from friends and acquaintances rather than the obstacles we've had to face. Life at it's best is a journey down a Lonesome Road: beset by obstacles, bordered by fear; and worn by the tread of the thousands thous-ands that have passed before us. If we observe only our own course down that road we are indeed traveling alone. But, we're not alone. That's the good part of life. Traveling hand in hand with others sharing, giving, taking, and molding our itenary to cooperate with others going our way makes for a more pleasant plea-sant trip down that Lonesome Road. Maybe we all can't do Big things. Maybe we all won't go so far down the road. But were an going TOgetner as rar as the journey lasts. Somehow the complex amazes us; the uncertainty makes us cautious; the trials and tribulations tribula-tions wear us down; but, somehow some-how the small, the almost forgotten for-gotten symbols of friendship, and the insignificant at least they were at the time touches of kindness and love linger to the last to reminds us of the real joy and happiness of living. Neldon E. Baldwin |