TABLE OF CONTENTS

 

TRICENTENNIAL?   .........................................................................................................             2

THE ORIGIN OF TIPPING   .............................................................................................             4

PERSPECTIVE   ...............................................................................................................             5

CANCER TEST   ...............................................................................................................             7

Poet’s corner   ..........................................................................................................             8

A LETTER HOME   ...........................................................................................................             9

UFO DEPARTMENT   ......................................................................................................             10

FLASHING UFO SIGHTED   ...........................................................................................             11

GRANDMOTHERS WASHBOARD   .............................................................................             12

bulletin board   ........................................................................................................             16

IMMEDIATE RELEASE   .................................................................................................             17

CONVENTION COMING UP ! ! !   ...................................................................................             18

 

 

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EDITOR ..........................................................................................  Dr. DANIEL W. FRY

asst. editor ..............................................................................  MARGARET LITTLE

 

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VOLUME XXI                              SEPTEMBER 1976                                  NUMBER 7

 

Dedicated to the propagation of a better understanding among all the peoples of the earth, and of those who are not of earth.

 

TRICENTENNIAL?

Now that the celebration of our two-hundredth birthday in the United States is drawing to a close, perhaps we can turn our vision from the past to the future. There are, of course, those who loudly proclaim that we have none. That all of us will shortly be incinerated in a worldwide holocaust of nuclear devastation. If they are right, and there is always the possibility that they are, then Humanity, as a cloud of incandescent gas floating around in the stratosphere, will have no more problems and no more responsibilities. If, on the other hand, we somehow manage to muddle through the swamps and pitfalls of international politics for a few more years without invoking the dread Genie of the Atom, we do have a very definite responsibility to our children to do whatever we can to make life possible for them also. During the past few decades, very little has been done in this direction, which is why this sword of Damocles is still hanging over all of our heads, still suspended by the perilously thin thread which has already been nicked on several occasions by the wild swinging razors of some of our political "Brinksmen."

As General Douglas MacArthur said, in his world shaking speech of 1955, "It is no longer an ethical equation, to be pondered by philosophers and ecclesiastics, but a hard core one for the decision of the masses, whose survival is the issue! The ordinary people of the world have been ready for peace for a long time. It is the Leaders who are the laggards. The disease of power seems to confuse and befuddle them. They have not even approached the basic problem, much less evolved a working formula to implement the public demand. Never in the chancelleries of the world or the halls of the United Nations is the real problem

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raised. Never do they dare to state the bald truth, that the next great advance in the evolution of civilization cannot take place until war is abolished. It may take another cataclysm of destruction to prove to them this simple truth. But, strange as it may seem, it is now known by all common men. It would not mean Utopia at one fell stroke, but it would mean that the great roadblock now existing to the development of the human race would have been cleared. The great criticism we can make of the world leaders is their lack of a plan which will enable us to go on. All they propose merely gravitates around but dares not face the real problem. We are told we must go on as at present - some say 50 years or more. With what at the end? None say - there is no definite objective. They but pass along to those that follow the search for a final solution. And in the end the problem will be exactly the same as that which we face now.

We are in a new era. The old methods and solutions no longer suffice. We must have new thoughts, new ideas, new concepts, just as did our venerated forefathers when they faced a new world. We must break out of the straight-jacket of the past." Although these words were uttered by General of the Army Douglas MacArthur more than twenty-one years ago, in a speech which the amazed reporters who covered it stated was, "probably the most vital and important speech ever delivered in this century," very little has changed as a result of it. The common people of the world are even more ready for and desirous of peace, and the "Leaders" are ever more laggard. The "disease of power" still confuses and befuddles them in all parts of the world, and they continue to enunciate palliative theses which may relieve the conscious, but have no effect upon the situation.

There has, however, been one bit of progress. Stimulated by the need for, "New thoughts, New ideas and New concepts," the Leaders of Understanding, Inc., (who have never had any power, and so have never been confused or befuddled by it.) have conducted an in-depth study of the basic human motivation and misunderstanding that result, from time to time, in the mass tragedy and brutal nonsense known as war. As most of our readers know, we have, in the past, printed and distributed many thousands of copies of a paper entitled "The Area of Mutual Agreement." It contains an analysis of the problem together with suggestions for a tool which could lead to practical solutions. It is a proposal which has never been so much as suggested as an avenue to peace. Nevertheless, its merits have been demonstrated beyond all questions in the physical science, and it is time they should be applied to the social problems that now seem so insoluble. Although considerable mention has been made of this subject in our magazine it has, perhaps, not been described in sufficient detail for complete understanding. Because its implementation is one of the principal goals of Understanding, Inc., we will go into it more deeply in subsequent issues of this magazine.

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We have lived under the shadow of nuclear extermination for so long that we seldom think much about it any more, but few persons realize how very close we have been to it on at least three occasions in the past ten years. The next time we may not be so fortunate, and it is only by eliminating the condition that breeds war, that we or our children can look forward with any confidence to the future.

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THE ORIGIN OF TIPPING

Joel R. Clements

Actually this whole business of tipping was begun by Mr. & Mrs. Newlyrich, anxious to create an aura of opulence by leaving large and impressive tips to those who served them. Then, Mr. & Mrs. Country Cousin, anxious to imitate the illusion, followed suit. By now, in my opinion, the whole thing has gotten completely out of hand.

Some employers today deem it a privilege to work in their places of business so they pay a minimum wage only and tell the employees to get the rest from the customers. Certain hotels and restaurants are making it even easier (sic) for their customers by adding the tip to the total bill. This being a new tactic; a gentleman asked the cashier if this was the customary procedure.

"Yes, sir," she said demurely. "We feel it saves the patrons the embarrassment of not knowing how much to leave."

"I see," said the diner, annoyed, "Your customers are obliged now to pay the salaries of your employees - whether they do their jobs well or not!"

"Why should I tip a bellboy in a hotel for showing me to my room? Isn't that part of his job? How else could I find my room?" A businessman asked me that question recently, and, before I could answer, another man chimed in.

"I go into a store to buy a necktie. It never crosses my mind to tip the clerk, no matter how helpful he is, or even if he gift wraps my purchase. I expect management to figure that kind of service into what's written on the price tag."

To tip or not to tip -- that is a question which, even more than the H-bomb or other much headlined issues, is guaranteed to set sparks flying in all directions. I know there are many people who work for low pay plus, they hope, high tips. But, consider the other side of the coin.

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I know a man who figured pretty closely last summer what it would cost him and his wife to go to New York for two weeks vacation. They had to return home three days early - "There were just too many out-stretched hands along the way. Bellboys, waitresses, taxi drivers, maids, hat-check girls, beauticians, barbers, guides - each one expecting at least fifteen per cent over and above the stipulated price. I felt real guilty about overlooking the dishwashers, cashiers, bus drivers and policemen. I'm sure they were doing their best for me, too."

A college boy and a friend, both on very limited budgets, sat down at a restaurant counter one day for short orders. Their combined bill came to about three dollars. They left a quarter tip, according to their story. They had received no extra service whatsoever.

"In fact," one of them told me afterwards, "we had to wait at least fifteen minutes for the girl to finish her conversation with another waitress before we could catch her eye and get another cup of coffee."

When they reached the door, the waitress rushed up to them and said, "Here, you guys must need this quarter worse than I do."

One of them reached and took the quarter and said, "Gee, thanks. We sure do."

Quite often, persons who must depend on tips to make a living wage are even more embarrassed by the practice than are the customers. They are, as one girl once described it to me, in a position of "begging for alms." A waitress who quit her job because

"I didn't want to be a beggar" is now a sales girl in a dress shop, and much happier about the whole situation.

"Now I can figure my income tax on the basis of a stipulated salary instead of either pocketing the tips with a guilty conscience or trying to keep all those complicated records," she told me. "What's more, my boss knows I'm working hard for HER, not just charming the customers into bigger handouts for ME."

No doubt many people who work for tips have heavy expenses to meet; perhaps a sick child who needs a doctor's care, or the home payments are crowding them for cash, but why shouldn't they look to their employers for a living wage, even as the bookkeeper, clerk, or coal miner?"

The public will continue to pay the extras until it decides to do something about it. Should the tips begin tapering off to nothing, then, and only then, will the employees concerned demand, and get, a stable wage - and the public will be rid of that unfair and degrading nuisance - tipping.

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PERSPECTIVE

I watched the leaves on the giant oak tree as they danced gracefully in tune with the gentle spring breeze. What a truly magnificent sight and just think, it all started from a little brown nut in a gray jacket.

The more I pondered this, the more miraculous the whole process seemed, well, maybe not so much the process (science has pretty much explained that) but the cause or creator of the process. How did all the information necessary to produce the mighty oak get placed in such a small container?

Despite the magnificence of this creative process, it has its limitations. It was at some point in time determined that an acorn would produce an oak tree and likewise, oak trees would produce acorns. Nothing much has changed from then to now.

What about human beings? Who or what establishes our limits? Is there some force out there somewhere which at the time of conception says, "This human being will be President and this one will be on Welfare? What is the determining factor, who is rally in control of human limitations?

Any issue with this much magnitude naturally creates a lot of controversy. However, a combination of time and scientific investigation are gradually shedding a gleam of light on this could of confusion. We are at last beginning to realize the validity of the Biblical Statement, "As a Man thinketh, so is he."

There are numerous articles currently being written about the relationship between the mind and the body and how that relationship effects our health. Books stressing the power of positive thinking are not really new, but they are still much in demand. In recent years there has been a continuing increase in the amount of interest shown in Eastern religions, Yoga, and Transcendental Meditation. Bio-Feed-Back is a process of using the newest electronic machines to measure body response to thought patterns. By use of this process people without any special prior training have been able to learn to measurably change their heart beat and brain wave patterns. In many cases, the ability to do this was developed in a brief period of fifteen or twenty minutes.

Just think, if people spent the same amount of time in this kind of training that is spent on becoming a Doctor, what the end results might be. One thing for sure, we wouldn't need as many Doctors and perhaps, our health care would be less expensive.

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The fact that it is being proven that we can, by will-controlled thought, influence two of the most important organs (heart and brain) of our body indicates that we have a lot more power than we have previously been aware of. This being true, then it is safe to say we have more responsibility for our own existence than we have heretofore been willing to accept. This is not to imply that we understand how it all works, but the fact that we don't understand it does not rule out the consequences caused by our ignorance.

Every time we get angry we put extra stress on our hearts. When we get embarrassed, blood rushes to our face causing some other part of our body to be temporarily short-changed. Thoughts originating from the emotions of hate, jealousy and envy create stress in our relationships which cause the whole body to go through a tightening up process which restricts the flow of blood throughout the entire body. These are only a few of the many examples of how what we think really effects the way our bodies function.

Evidence of the influence of our thoughts on our lifestyles can be witnessed at every level of Society.

Economists admit that public attitude is one of the prime factors in determining the direction of the economy. Regardless of what the actual facts are, if people are scared and hold on to their money, demand for goods goes down causing jobs to diminish. This in turn further reduces buying power, :hereby establishing a recessionary trend.

Thoughts are really powerful things. We think, for whatever reason, certain people are inferior. From these type thoughts originate social injustices which create much disharmony within the social system. This disharmony is costing us an untold amount of money and an immeasurable degree of emotional conflict.

The question is how much longer are we human beings going to suffer consequences for not accepting the responsibility for controlling our thoughts?

At what point are we going to stop popping pills and start dealing with our thoughts which create the stress in our relationships that make us feel that the pills are necessary for out survival?

How many recessions must we endure before we accept the fact that much of the problem stems from our individual thoughts of greed?

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How many more riots and racial skirmishes do we need before we realize that our thoughts of hate and prejudice will destroy us?

It is pertinent to all of our survival that each of us devise a way of evaluating our thinking process so that we avoid a crystallization of our value system which eventually leads to individual and social stagnation.

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CANCER TEST

(Parade Magazine 5/9/76)

British scientists have developed a simple chemical test - the biphenyl test - to determine if new or old substances are likely to cause cancer.

Hopefully the test will replace the current method which involves injecting the suspected carcinogen (cancer-causing substance) into laboratory mice and then waiting to observe the development of tumors.

The new chemical test can check out in four hours what now takes two years, about 60 mice, and $25,000 to prove.

The biphenyl test was developed by scientists at Surrey University who expect that manufacturers will test as a matter of course all new substances marketed in cosmetics, paints, food flavorings, dyes and additives.

A reliable screening can reduce the incidence of cancer, and the biphenyl test seems most reliable. In trials on 70 known cancer-causing agents, the test has been correct 68 times.

Poet’s corner

LIFE'S INDEMNITY

In the twilight of our journey,

When the years of youth have fled,

Gleanings of old recollections

By an inner light are read.

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Back through corridors, unending

As the pages, each, are turned,

Back through ups-and-downs, and yearnings,

Where the ways of life were learned: -

 

Failures, fraught with many heartaches,

Mellowed by the passing years;

Conquests, born of youthful venture,

Won through strife and stress and fears;

 

Friendships, deaf to blight and error,

Standing ever ready, nigh;

Loyalty, a trust that knows no evil,

Questions not the reason why;

 

Love, a softly welling fountain.,

Springs from life's eternal spring,

Holding man and maid in bondage,

Whatsoever fate may bring;

 

Little tunes that strum the heartstrings,

Ending on a quaint refrain,

Tunes that hold the warmth of sunshine,

Too, the lilt of falling rain;

 

Laughter, gay as running water,

Like a testy little rill;

Lusty shouts of children playing

Hold out hearts in thralldom still.

 

In the quiet of the gloaming,

When the light and shadows play,

Life has compensations, truly: -

In the mind they're stored away,

Charles Ruggles Fox

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A LETTER HOME

(A letter from a college co-ed to her parents)

Dear Folks:

Please forgive me for not writing the last few months. I've been so busy and so much has happened. I simply haven't had time to write but I promise to make up for lost time with this letter. I hope you will read it carefully.

Before I continue, I want to ask a favor - please sit down.

Thanks.

SEPTEMBER 1976                   9

Well, first of all, the leg I broke when I jumped from the dormitory window is almost healed, and the doctor says my limp probably won't be permanent.

I had to jump because a bomb exploded across the hall and set my room on fire. I escaped dressed only in my nightgown. The dorm burned to the ground, and everything I own was destroyed.

Fortunately, a young man who was working across the street in a service station saw me jump and called an ambulance, then rode with me to the hospital.

Jim (that's the fellow's name) came to visit me everyday I was in the hospital...  brought flowers and candy and kept my spirits up. Then, on top of that, when I was dismissed from the hospital he offered to let me move into his apartment and live with him.

I accepted the invitation, and I must say it turned out to be one of the wisest decisions I've even made. You see, Jim and I have fallen in love. And we hope to get married before the baby comes.

That's right, Mom. I'm pregnant. Boy, am I pregnant: In fact, the doctor says it's probably twins (wouldn't that be something?)

Now, I know what you're thinking but you really shouldn't judge Jim before you meet him. Once you get to know your future son-in-taw, you'll come to love him as much as I do.

He has the sweetest disposition of any man I've ever known. He's soft spoken and very gentle. In fact, I'm sure you'll find it difficult to believe that he's served five years in prison for armed robbery.

Please don't hold that against him. He wouldn't have robbed the liquor store except he was trying to get some money to feed his wife and kids. (Don't worry, he's divorced now.) Anyway, that's all behind him. Besides who am I to judge him? After all, there's the shoplifting charge against me. (Did I tell you about that?)

I was so ashamed. It was a real dumb stunt. But, I had to have money to buy drugs, and I was too embarrassed to write and ask you for any.

You see, while I was in the hospital, I was in such pain that Jim felt sorry for me and gave me something to help me relax. Then one thing led to another until I finally got hooked on heroin.

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That was a bad scene. I don't know what would have happened to me if I hadn't been caught taking the necklace from the store. I passed out while the policeman was questioning me, and when a doctor examined me, he discovered that I had hepatitis - probably from a dirty needle.

So, I'm writing this letter from a hospital bed - all rosy and healthy again. And Jim and I have decided that it's time to get married. (We would have done so sooner, believe me, but Jim felt it would be best to wait until he got off probation. There's some legal problem about the aliases he's been using.)

That's what I really want to discuss with you - the wedding. You see, Jim's an atheist, and he just doesn't think that we should have a big church wedding like you've always wanted.

So, by the time you read this, we will have eloped across the state line, and I'll be Mrs. Jim Smith.

Well, that's about all the news, but, in ceasing, let me add:

The dormitory didn't burn down.

I don't have a boyfriend,

I'm not pregnant.

I haven't been on drugs.

I'm not in trouble with the law.

I don't have hepatitis and I'm not married.

But I did make a D in history and an F in chemistry, and I want you to see that news in it's proper perspective.

Love always,

Sherry Ann

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UFO DEPARTMENT

OUTER SPACE VISITORS

(Burlington Free Press June 10,1926)

There are people in California who either are convinced that visitors from outer space will land on earth this year, or else they are willing to part with a chunk of cash to get publicity.

Recently the London bookmaking firm of Ladbroke & Co. Ltd. quoted 100-to-one odds against visitors from outer space coming to earth in 1976. Probably members of the London firm were astonished when bets began "pouring in from Southern California."

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Will H. Parry writes from San Diego to "National Observer."

"Ronald Pollard, an odds-maker for Ladbroke, says eight El Cajon residents have bet $10,000 since January. Mrs. Ruth Norman a 75-year-old widow from El Cajon, says she has placed $4,000 in bets, one at 100-to-one, another at 60-to-one and a third at 40-to-one. She says she stands to win $225,000, but she adds, "I'm not interested in a lot of money, only enough to bring truth to earthmen."

"Mrs. Norman, a co-founder of the Unarius Society (Universal Articulate lnter-dimensional Understanding of Science), says she has been in touch with leaders of 59 other planets. She predicts that visitors from outer space will come down near Jamul, a hamlet of a few hundred people in the foothills east of San Diego, near tie Mexican border.

"I recently purchased 65 unimproved acres of land rear Jarul for their landings," she says. "There will be other landings in other places, such as England and Canada. There also might be landings in the Phoenix area."

One shouldn't be surprised at anything which happens in California. But it would be interesting to know by what method Mrs. Norman is communicating with people from outer space, or what she hopes to gain by her far-out predictions.

E.F. Crane

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FLASHING UFO SIGHTED

(San Antonio Evening News, April 7, 1976)

PIPE CREEK (Spl) - At first she thought it was a large, bright star. It was really a beautiful unidentified flying object, Mrs. Delle Dennis is convinced.

The former non-believer of UFOs was converted early this mowing. She watched one for half an hour.

The hovering craft was in the sky north of Medina Lake where Mrs. Dennis lives in a home on a bluff where Medina River swell; into Medina Lake.

Mrs. Dennis said she awoke shortly before 3 a.m. "I looked out the window and saw what I first thought was the largest star I ever saw," she told The News. She added:

"There was a great big ball. There was a smaller one underneath. It was just hanging there in the sky, immobile.

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"Lights were flashing from the larger ball and there was a steady beam from the smaller one to the larger one. It was a beautiful sight.

"I looked at my watch and it was 3 a.m. It hung there about 15 minutes then it started moving. It didn't say. It didn't swoop. It didn't jet away. It moved smoothly.

"There was no noise, and I had the windows open. There was not a sound, It moved from a northwest direction to a northeast direction in a level, straight line and hovered.

"I watched it for maybe another 15 minutes and it just hung there and I went back to sleep."

Mrs. Dennis said the flying object was maybe three miles away and at cloud level.

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GRANDMOTHERS WASHBOARD

Kathleen Szautner

I am not a lover of antiques for their own sake. Yet, a worn wooden washboard hangs in my bright laundry room, right above my new automatic washer and dryer in my modern new home.

To me, the washboard is not a decorative conversation piece. It means much more than that. It belonged to my grandmother, who carried it in her arms when she trudged off a ship from Austria-Hungary in 1907. At the age of fifteen she was looking for a new life in a new land, a land so new to her she was sure that modern conveniences like washboards were not for sale here. Her washboard was a cherished and useful possession, as well as a link to all she left behind; an old friend who shared her new adventure.

The washboard sat stiff and proud beside her as she and her seventeen year old sister bounced along for two days and nights aboard a transport wagon from Austria-Hungary to Fiume, Italy. It boarded the steamship "The Slavonia" with her, and rested at the foot of her bunk bed. When the steward bustled by with each person's daily ration of one hard-boiled egg and a cup of warm milk, the washboard served as a tea-table, lending an air of propriety to the dreary, crowded area between decks.

As the ship docked at Ellis Island twenty-two days later, my grandmother stumbled from the gangplank, wide-eyed, still clutching her washboard as she clutched her memories of what was forever left behind.

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She balanced the washboard carefully as she boarded the train that chugged to Bath, a small town in Pennsylvania. Her older married sister, settled there, greeted her joyfully. That evening, for the first time in almost a month, grandmother scrubbed on her washboard, washing away the old life, trying to scrub away the homesickness and the vague fears of her unknown future.

The next morning she rose early to begin work in a stocking factory, saving her pennies to pay her travel debt to her parents as well as the monthly board to her sister. When her older sister decided to return to Austria, my grandmother moved to Philadelphia, working as a nursemaid for five children. Her washboard worked with her, as she scrubbed diapers on the drafty porch in the early morning hours. She did her own laundry late at night, when her employer could hear her splashing suds in the basement and humming melodies from her homeland.

A few years later, she went back to Bath, her first home in the new land. She planned to marry, and the washboard felt a more energetic and joyful hand scrubbing the new linens. Grandmother felt a surge of pride - she and her new husband could finance a wedding meal for forty-eight people!

But as time went on, the washboard must have sensed a deep weariness in the hands that needed it so often. Grandmother interrupted her factory job for only three months after my father's birth, and took in boarders to help pay expenses. The birth of two more children made the washboard even more indispensable and it hardly had time to dry between uses!

Soon new curtains and new slipcovers bounced merrily on the treads of the washboard. A dream come true! My grandparents bought a house, a sign of success in the new country. Thoughts of year-long debts were scrubbed away along with the dust from my great-grandparents' brother and five sisters, had all traveled the weary route to Ellis Island, and were welcomed warmly in the new house.

Busy years followed, years filled with people, with accordion music and dancing, with old-world memories and new-world hopes. Then, suddenly, the "children" left - my father married, his brother moved to new opportunities in a large city, his sister joined the convent. The house was strangely silent now, and grandmother could hear the suds splashing over her washboard. Many evenings she trudged down the cellar steps to scrub a little more slowly and to think, as her husband worked night-shift in the cement factory and the silent house brooded over her.

Too soon she was all alone - a premature heart attack claimed my grandfather. Still the white wash rippled in the morning breeze of the little town, as she held fast to her household routine. When she moved in temporarily with her son to care for

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his sick wife, her washboard accompanied her. Even though her daughter-in-law's washing machine handled the large loads, the washboard was much more practical and thorough for the kitchen towels and other small items.

When my grandmother died at the age of eighty-four, the washboard still held a prominent place in her kitchen. Reluctantly, I took it down from its nail. It had been a faithful friend, it deserved a place of honor in my home.

Now, it watches me from its new nail every time I load my wash into my shiny, efficient automatic. As I run my fingers over its worn grooves, I think of the worries that my grandmother scrubbed away in the billowing suds of hope, and I feel strengthened to face my own problems with courage.

The washboard has become my friend, too!

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*** SPECIAL EDUCATIONAL PROGRAM - OCT, 25 - 31 ***

INTERNATIONAL CULTURAL CENTER

UNDERSTANDING, INCORPORATED

TONOPAH, ARIZONA

A small group of advanced thinkers who wish to correlate basic principles of religion and science are offered a special one-week course with Dr. and Mrs. Daniel W. Fry at the Arizona headquarters of the Understanding organization.

Food, lodging and tuition are included in the one over-all cost of $75.00

Classes will be six hours each day for six days with a seventh day for summarization and recap.

CURRICULUM

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OVER-VIEW OF THE COURSES

 

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NAME ______________________________________________

ADDRESS __________________________________________

CITY ___________ STATE ____________ ZIP ______________

TELEPHONE ________________________-

 

I wish to register for the Special Educational Program for the week of October 25 - 31st, 1976 at the International Headquarters of Understanding, Inc., Tonopah, Arizona, 85354.

Telephone: (602) 386-3832.

Money will be refunded for cancellations only if notice is given one full week prior to beginning the course.

 

DRIVING INSTRUCTION:

 

From Phoenix: Get on I-17 and follow the signs to I-10 West to Los Angeles. Get off I-10 at 339th Avenue (Exit 103) and proceed two miles on gravel road to Indian School Road. Turn left and proceed two more miles. You have arrived.

 

From Los Angeles: Get on Freeway 5. Follow it till it joins I-10 East. Take I-10 East to the Tonopah Exit. Cross the overpass and come 7 miles, on Indian School Rd. You have arrived.

 

By Bus: Purchase ticket to Buckeye and call for a pick-up at the number given on the registration form.

 

There is a small gravel landing strip north of the Center. If you own a plane and wish to fly let us know and we'll be watching for you.

SEPTEMBER 1976                   17

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DEAR SUBSCRIBERS

Our most efficient (?) postal department has announced that from this time hence, magazines which are returned to the publisher because of a changed address will cost said publisher twenty-five cents each!

As you know, it costs plenty to send out the Understanding magazine. Even with the bulk mailing privilege, it still costs too much. So, with great regret we must announce to all subscribers, if you do not let us know of your changed address before mailing time (the 15th of the month prior to the issue of the next month) we cannot accept your returned magazine at the twenty-five cent penalty assessed to us for doing so.

So ----- PLEASE -------- notify the magazine mailing department of your moves at least one full month in advance of your move. Magazines, as of this date will not be accepted and re-mailed.

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DR. & MRS. DANIEL FRY

 

 

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Information about where to attend lectures in these cities may be obtained from the individuals listed above.

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IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Michael J. Campione of Cinnaminson, NJ, founder and president of Del Val UFO, Inc., is no longer associated with the organization in any capacity.

He will continue his research into a "contactee" incident of a friend's which happened on July 7, 1974, at Beachaven, NJ.

This incident was widely publicized nationally last year about how Charles Book and Joe From (fictitious names) saw a space craft, saw it land, behind sand dunes and a strangely dressed man walk towards them. Joe ran to their parked car a short block away and stayed in it. He noted the time as Charles disappeared behind a sand dune with the space being.

Twenty-five minutes later when Charles reappeared and came to the car, he could NOT REMEMBER what happened during the missing time. Joe is a State Trooper and not one given to imagination

or hallucinations, but accurate in all his details of the incident. He never talks of the incident to anyone, but one year later he confided to Charles of seeing the same shaped craft over his home - outside of Trenton - while on duty.

Since his encounter with a Space Man, Charles has been responsible for saving his life twice and those of friends at least seven times. His premonitions and warnings have always been in their immediate presence. The most disturbing part of these warnings are his inability to know or realize the words that issue from his mouth.

Unable to explain WHY he says or makes these warnings, his friends are slowly dropping away from him and his occasionally strange premonition warnings. All which saved these people from harm or death.

Neither can Charles and two male friends driving home south on the Garden State Parkway, remember what happened to one missing hour, when they turned off the highway for a brief look at something, and found themselves one hour later two miles away.

SEPTEMBER 1976                   19

 

 

 

 

 

 

CONVENTION COMING UP ! ! !

The second annual convention of Understanding, Inc., to begin at the International Cultural headquarters of the organization will begin October 22nd at 4:00 p.m. with a welcome address by the president and founder.

A western-style dinner will be served at 5:30 p.m. and the real program will begin at 8:00 p.m. The brochures will be out by September 15th announcing the program in detail and the program will be printed in the October issue of Understanding magazine which will be mailed out on September 15th.

So make your plans NOW to attend.

 

A special message to the Directors of the organization:

You are now responsible for the administration of property worth a quarter of a million dollars. Much needs to be done to double the value of the property. It can only be done if you who are its directors take an active part in such work.

Please come! We need you!

The annual meeting of the organization will be held on Sunday morning, October 24th. We hope all members of the organization will try of be present. There is ample room on our desert floor for camping or sleeping bags.

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