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Show - . ' v ' r . - . 1 , ... the first time I ever met Jumbo, y.me about his Be Born Again Society. He was no crackpot He was a big man with big ideas. And a big j6b. But he lived hard and "" he loved to laugh. He needed to. Sometimes he spent a few days at home, but most of the time he was in San Francisco or Minneapolis or Miami or New York. Most of the time he was tired, so he talked a little faster and laughed a little harder so it wouldn't show. But he was growing older. The dark hair above the big, friendly face was slipping away. That was when he conceived the Be Born Again Society. For men only. All th men. said Jumbo, his deep eves twinkling, will be born old. As time passes, the 'ne day last August I was near the 0 from Mexico the Sun some famous Pyramid impulsively es, 15 miles of City. I had been in Mexico three weeks, and it seemed to me I had been the victim of at least a million "Mexican moochers" men, women, and children pleading for "A neekel, senor." I had heard it "My Neighborhood's a countless times and, frankly, I Brotherhood" was a little disgusted. This particular day I decided to Before the recent birth of my turn the tables. fourth child, I was confined to It was noon and I had no my bed and wheel chair for food along. I noticed a group seven weeks. I found out that Mexican what I had always considered of 10 or 12 teen-aggirls, each carrying a small an average friendly neighborsack lunch. I singled out a hood was really a sort of wondark-eye- d, smiling little girl derful brotherhood. Four of and in my best Spanish (which our immediate neighbors took was none too good) said, "It is turns washing, ironing, cooknoon; I have no food, and I ing, baking, running errands, am hungry. Will you give me and even putting my toddler g, in bed for his nap and something to eat?" and without falter- - ing him when he got up. Those seven weeks were a ing an instant (and in English much better than my Spanish), very trying time for us, but she said, "I have two sand- - think how different it might wich.es. I will give you one." have been had we not been so As I sat enjoying this simple blessed in friends and neigh-far- e, I made some abrupt re- - bors. Mrs. Ben Heston, Jr., visions in my attitude toward Dubuque, Iowa. ''Mexican moochers." When I Oa Heloieg tho Handicapped to my new said good-bfriend a few minutes later, I Driving home very late one instinctively reached into my : night, my husband and I came pocket but quickly removed upon two cars drawn up at a my hand, almost ashamed of traffic circle. The drivers ob- my actions. You might pay for viously were trying to get a sandwich which comes from their bearings. Slowing to stop, we offered assistance, only to a sack but never for one which comes from the heartTrJacJc have both drivers start "talkA. Peter ton, Macomb, IlL ' v ing" to us in sign language. long ill. X Hardly a day goes by that I do't know a, "moment," and because of them my life is rich James L. Wid- and fullX-Mrs-. aman, PocateUo, Idaho. Mrs. I I must have read it somewhere a long time ago: "Life is made of moments." It entered my haunted me, consciousness, then one day and puzzled me, I understood and completed it with, "making it worth living." Looking back, the understanding must have come during a very special moment. Perhaps it was when my son was first placed in my arms, and I knew, "This is one of the moments." There have been many moments since: an unexpected act of love by my husband, an N.Y. We Pay $10 for Yonr Letters We welcome your tiiews on any subject of general interest. we print your letter, you will receive $10. Letters must be signed, but names will be withheld on request. We re- f AMERICA 7 rVH AT ITS serve the right to edit Address Letters Editor, Family Weekly, 179 N. Michigan Ave Chicago 1, III con-tributio- T l I7Y Nortn Michigan Ay., l i .. Leonard S. Davidow, Publisher Walter C. Dreyfus, Associate Publisher Ben Kartmen, Editorial Director , , Melanie De Proft. Food Editor William A. Fetter, Art Director Associate Editors " Robert Fitzgibbon Hal Levinson PAMIIY WEEKLY MAGAZINE Regina Gruss Jerry Klein , JUNE 12. 1955 s . ... . A FAIRYLAND PATIO PARTY by Allyn Chicago I. lit. . tti t.s..jL.)..l..L t.i.1.1-- - i.J-- WQUPS AOUTM VSip 4 i.jt.a TIME FOR THAT FAMILY VACATION! by Robert Meyer, FROM DAIRYLAND, : . Jr.. .......... ft 7, k' .-- -J2h by. Joey. Sasso. JUNIOR TREASURE CHEST ........ .'. .13 14 edited by Marjorie Barrows....... f y iL. ......M 17 - J F IT'S LOYE? byYOU KNOW ' - . .15 CONTEST TOPS IN TABLES by Ruth W, Lee HOW DO f:' V . THE VANISHING TROLLEY by David W.. Wright KATCHWORD KROSSWORD " IOWA'S AMAZING AMANA COLONY by Charles - - - ..''. 1 ' ' ns. nd Jean . Don Weiss KomaikQ.,17 . . ..18 i1 f- .... t OF DELICIOUS RECIPES Rice.,,,..,.... WEEKLY PATTERNS. FAMILY - . man, thatsls. I imagine most of them had heard about JumbVs society. And most of them probably laughed along with him, because he was a shrewd man andtough and unimpressed by anyone. He loved agood story, front page or otherwise, and a gooa (riend and a good job. He was honest andhardbqiled and gentle. I've watched him flatten asiphony and nurture a novice and gain statureNyith both. Somebody stopped at my desk and said: "Say, , did you hear? Jumbo's dead." That's not the lead on the story. Nhimbo would be the first to deride a sloppy job of reporting. Maybe the society didn't get una way quite as he planned and I have aged a little since I heard. But a man named Jumbo Sheen is born again. i m 1 1 V All That night, just before he went to sleep, my son called me to his room and said, "Mama, did1 you know that Gladys laughs in English?" Frances G. AntopoL New York, The Secret of a Full Life ye 1 My small son recently came home from kindergarten to tell me there was a new girl inthe class who could not speaV English. This was his first experience with such a person, and he was fascinated that the girl had learned to say her name, Gladys, that first day. William H. Zelifi, Woodmont, Conn. dress-Smilin- i Learned In Kindergarten ings by helping the handicapped. With a little effort we could all do much to make these people happier. ' A Les$on us accept our blessings of speech and hearing. And how easily we might express our thankfulness for those bless- ed they'll grow younger. But it's strictly stag, he told me. He didn't want women getting younger, too. He laughed and said it would spoil all the fun. Everybody knew Jumbo. Every newspaper- - rough boy's hug, the return of a dear friend, the uplifting peace of a Christmas Eve service, good news of one Realizing they were deaf-mutwe signaled that we One ofthe understand. didn't , 1 men drew a paa oi paper iro; his pocket and wrote that they were looking for Route 1 to New York City. My husband wrote directions, and the men smiled their gratitude. Afterwards we thought how carelessly we and millions like top of n3 he told k t t U about this time of year with a strange malady.vUs symptoms are a general disinterest in work, a dislike for the scurrying paceof urban life, and an uncontrollable urge to go somewhere. The only known remedy for this affliction is a vacation. So if .you.'re one of, .the stricken,, donlf miss the vacation article on page 6. ( Photo by Sepulveda from FPG.) Address all communications concerning editorial features to Family Weekly, (79 N. Michigan Ave., Chicago I. 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