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FRONTIER NURSING SERVICE QUARTERLY BULLETIN
Published at the end of each Quarter by the Frontier Nursing Service, Inc.
Lexington, Ky.
Subscription Price $1.00 a Year Z  
Editofs Office: Wemlover, Kentucky ’ 4
VOLUME 43 WINTER, 1968 NUMBER 3  
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Copyright, 1968, Frontier Nursing Service, Inc.    

   coNTENTs y
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  ARTICLE AUTHOR PAGE
I  Beyond the Mountains 29
  Field Notes 33
i   Fire! 5
 `V Frontier Nursing Service Exhibit A Photograph Inside Back Cover
{   Mary Breckinridge Hospital-
Progress Report 3
v`  New Faces, New Places Valerie Jewell 10
  Now I Know Why Annie Campbell 7
  Old Courier News 13
A Old Staff News 19
_ E The Age In Which We Live (VBFSB) 2
I i The Great Grandmother Betty Lester 17
l   Tragedy in Vietnam 4
i
 I BRIEF BITS
i An Elite Gentleman’s Club . . . ‘600’ Magazine 18
— Not What It Was The Countryman 9
j` `. Readers' Motoring Tales—138 The Countryman 6
I ‘  Shock Tactics The Countryman 16
i The Heart’s A11, . . . The Countryman 27
i  » What Ice Cream Flavor
; D0 You Favor ? Guardian 12
  White Elephant 28
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THE AGE IN WHICH WE LIVE .
I never geI mad, I geI hosIIIe  
I never IeeI sad, I`m depressed Q
II I sew or I knII. and enjoy II a bII. I
I`m noI handy. I`m mereiy obsessed.
I never regret, I IeeI guIIIy  
And III shouid vacuum Ihe hall,
Wash Ihe woodwork and such, and noI mind II Ioo much. ’ y
Am I Iidy? Compulsive is all.  
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III can`I choose a haI I have conIIicIs ·'
WiIh ambIvaIenI Ieeiings toward net. g
I never gei worried or nervous or hurried,  
Anxiety, ThaI`s what I geI. °
II I`m happy I musi be euphoric I
III go Io Ihe SIork Club or RiIz, -
And have a good Iime making puns or a rhyme ‘
I`m manic or maybe a Schiz.
II I IeII you you`re righI, I`m submissive ]
Repressing aggressiveness Ioo;
And when I disagree. I`m deIensIve. you see, g
And proIecIing my sympioms on you.
I Iove you, but IhaI`s IusI IransIerence I
WiIh Oedipus rearing his head. ‘
My breairhing asIhmaIic is psychosomaIic, 1
A Iear oI exciaiming "drop dead". I 
I'm IoneIy, I`m simply dependent  
My dog has no Iieas. Iusi a Iic; .
So III seem a cad, never mind. iusI be giad
ThaI I`m noI a sIInker. IusI sick. ¤
—/·\u+hor Unknown  
From the bulletin board of The Department of Health Education, School I
of Public Health, University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill, North Carolina. {
I

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. MARY BRECKINRIDGE HOSPITAL
g Progress Report
5 The year 1968 started off well as Boston, Washington and
New York announced their Campaign Chairmen. Mr. Charles
3 Cheston, Jr., husband of former courier Lois Powell, has enthusi-
i_ astically accepted the challenge of leading Boston throughout the
campaign. He is fortunate in having Mrs. Arthur Perry, Jr. (for-
` . mer courier Mardi Bemis) as his Co-Chairman. The Boston Com-
i mittee had a dinner meeting on February 1, at which time THE
ii ROAD was shown and plans were laid out for the coming weeks.
{ Mr. Samuel E. Neel, husband of former courier Mary Wilson
  Neel, is Chairman for the Washington, D. C., area. The cam-
.< paign will officially start in that area on April 16, when THE
. ROAD will be shown in the Auditorium of the Museum of History
I and Technology at the Smithsonian Institution.
i Mrs. Brooke Alexander is heading up the campaign in New
York. Because the New York area is so vast, Betty is being as-
sisted by area sub-chairmen in Long Island, Connecticut, New
f Jersey and Westchester County. The various areas will be show-
ing THE ROAD from time to time so we hope that those who
didn’t see it at the Annual Meeting in New York City on January
· 29, will have an opportunity to see the movie in their area.
o Cleveland "kicks off" on March 13, at a dirmer at the home
_ of Mr. Kenyon C. Bolton where friends in the Cleveland area will
g see THE ROAD. Mr. Henry Biddle is meeting with his Philadel-
, _, phia committee the beginning of March to form plans for their
  campaign which will get under way the middle of April.
tl The campaign in the Blue Grass area began in late Novem-
‘ ber when the Campaign Chairman, Mr. William T. Young, and
his leadership gift committee arranged a dinner to introduce
” the FNS and THE ROAD to new friends in Lexington. The gen-
 . eral campaign is getting under way now and Mr. Young is ably
 ~ assisted by Mrs. Job D. Turner, Jr. (old courier Anne Preston
o . Turner) and Mrs. Richard Bean, Co—Chairmen of an enthusiastic
.’, women’s committee. Henry Heyburn, our Campaign Chairman
 i in Louisville, writes that he hopes to wind up his campaign the
‘ first of April.
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At the present time, approximately $1,000,000 has been l
received in gifts and pledges which is an encouraging figure as
we embark on the major part of the campaign. Also encouraging
is word from the architects that the working drawings for the
new hospital should be completed by April 1, making it possible
to break ground sometime in June. When the Spring Bulletin
goes to press, we should be able to report on definite building
plans and, hopefully, be able to pass on word that we are near- .
ing our goal of $2,800,000.00.
TRAGEDY IN VIE’I‘NAM  
In Memoriam  
Ruth M. Wilting
1925 - 1968  
Ruth Wilting was a member of the 37th Class in the Fron— ’
tier Graduate School of Midwifery. When she came to Kentucky _
in the fall of 1958, Ruth had already worked in the Christian and
Missionary Alliance leprosarium at Ban Me Thuot in Vietnam for V
six years. She chose to take midwifery training while she was
on furlough in the United States so that she would be better .
equipped to care for her patients when she returned to south-
east Asia.
Ruth and iive of her colleagues were killed by the Viet Cong “
when Ban Me Thuot was overrun in January, 1968, and others  
were missing. According to press reports, the leprosarium was  
"completely obliterated" and there was only one known survivor. {
Ruth Wilting had lived with danger for a long time. Once
before the Viet Cong had invaded Ban Me Thuot and had kid-
napped male members of the mission staff. That she chose to
remain in Vietnam following this experience showed courage of  
a high order.
We extend our sincere sympathy to Ruth’s family and
friends. : A

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5 QUARTERLY BULLETIN 5
FIRE!
At 5 :45 on the evening of February 17, Brownie walked down
the stairs into the living room of the Big House and announced
calmly that she had seen smoke around the Lower Shelf. "Would
anyone like to help me investigate ?" she asked politely. The room
. exploded and the people flew out of all doors. Sure enough, smoke
was pouring from underneath the roof overhang all along the
» building and from the ventilator at the gable end. Brownie ran
A to the furnace room, Peggy ran to the fire hose house, Leigh ran
to the upper side of the house and shouted, in tones of utter
z? amazement, "It is on fire!" Sandy heard the shout and iiew down
q from the Upper Shelf and started toward the Garden House to
` find the nightwatchman. Janet, watering horses at the barn,
E heard the noise, saw smoke, found Ira, one of the nightwatchmen,
and they met Sandy half way along the path. Lucile corralled
} the dogs and shut them up out of the way and Madeline phoned
Kate and Anne at Willow Bend and our nearest neighbors, the
» Brashears. Elmer, his son and two of his daughters ilew down
with Anne and Kate in hot pursuit and Ruby Brashear very sen-
` sibly called Hobert, the Wendover foreman. Betty began to help
Ethel evacuate her room next to the bathroom.
Leigh had taken one quick look into the bathroom, where
. the flames were, slammed the door, and ran to turn water on the
hose that was being pulled out. Brownie got the electricity turned
off and came to help Peggy hold the hose as we thought it might
‘ kick like a mule as the water came through. Ira and Janet helped
  Leigh lay the hose properly and, after what seemed like an eter-
ij nity (but really wasn’t), water began to flow and we could open
li the door and pour water on the blaze. Ladders and fire axes were
fetched quickly and Ira cut out the ventilator and shifted the
hose from the bathroom itself into the crawl space between the
ceiling and the roof. The Brashear men and Hobert cut away the
  remaining fire in the bathroom and checked the rest of the build-
ing to make sure nothing else was smoldering. Most of us wouldn’t
have given two cents for the chance of saving the Lower Shelf,
; T which is an old building, built entirely of wood, when we first saw
¥ the flames. But the fire had been seen in time and in a remarkably
short time everything was under control. Fire damage was con-

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fined to the bathroom; there is water and some smoke damage to
the two adjoining bedrooms and perhaps to the ceiling of one or  l
two of the other bedrooms. None of the contents of the rooms _
were damaged and the only thing that got broken in the melee ,
was one alarm clock! Leigh even tried to rescue a soggy roll of _
toilet paper! Perhaps even more amazing, Hobert and Aden .
found, when they went up to check the water supply, that we had
only used about six inches out of the lower cistern. That was most  .
reassuring to those of us who had no idea how long it took to
dispense 30,000 gallons of water through a three inch fire hose. .
We probably used less than a thousand gallons. ,1,
By 7 :00 p.m. it was all over and by 7 :15 a rather shaky, j
rather grubby group of firefighters sat down to the belated dinner f
which Madeline had gotten on the table for us.  
We are deeply grateful that the fire was no worse—and just `,
a little pleased with ourselves to have proved once again that T
Wendover teamwork is still very effective. '
READERS’ MOTORING TALE`S—138 »
On a hot summer’s day in 1911 our Tin Lizzie found the
Dorset hills steep and climbed them backwards, the reverse being
lower than the first forward gear. The water boiled, and a tell- _
tale drip-drip suggested a leaking radiator. In a small market
town we found a garage—a rarity in those days. ‘Try this’, said 4
the proprietor, putting a handful of oatmeal into the radiator;  
‘that’ll swell like porridge and seal the leak.’ And it did——May L 4
Hankey V
—The Countryman, Winter 1967-68, Edited by John Cripps,  
Burford, Oxfordshire, England. v_
Annual subscription for American readers $5.00 l
checks on their own banks. 2
Published quarterly by The Countryman, 10 Bouverie — _
Street, London, E.C. 4.  ¥v

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 . NOW I KNOW WHY
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` ANNIE CXMPBELL
‘ Glen Cove, New York
— I had always wanted to visit the FNS because, from a friend,
I had heard so much about it. At long last I got my chance. I
 . iiew from New York to Lexington where I was met by a former
courier who is now the Development Director—Jane Leigh
. Powell. It was a dry and sunny day but by the time we reached
T , Hyden I realized how bad the weather can be in the mountains.
rl From the main road, where we branched off to reach Wendover,
i the ride was a cliff-hanger for me. The road was icy but Leigh
  drove with the greatest of ease, all the time explaining to me the
J, different hills and bends in the road, and the houses and people we
I passed. Then I saw Wendover for the first time—up on the side
' of the mountain, peacefully serene among the trees. I had arrived
at the headquarters of the Frontier Nursing Service! Helen
. Browne, the Director, met us at the top of the path and gave me
_ a great welcome. Then into the warmth of the large living room
, we went where a log fire was burning. Upstairs was my room-—
. cosy with its coal fire. Here was peace and tranquility and I felt
Q it all during my two week visit. Dinner my first night was a happy
. event because it was here that I saw and felt what has brought
— Leigh Powell back to Wendover time and time again.
Sunday was my first full day, and as it was New Year’s Eve,
the place was in a holiday mood. I met people coming and going
~ all day—some for lunch, some for tea, and some for the Chapel
Service at 5:00 p.m. Late that evening Brownie, Leigh, Peggy,
{ Janet and I went to Willow Bend to bring in the New Year with
,   Anne and her mother who was visiting from England. They made
,  us very welcome and at midnight we sang Auld Lang Syne—1968
°' had begun.
A New Year’s Day was very cold, with rain and snow combin-
  ing to make slippery roads and I thought we would never go out,
* but just before noon Brownie called to say they were ready to
 i leave for the hospital. At the top of the path was an FNS jeep
 { with Peggy, Brownie and Janet in the back and Leigh ready to
I drive. Three times I tried getting in and on the fourth try I made
it—to the loud cheers of all! It’s all in knowing how, especially

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when you weigh 230 pounds! Leigh is a careful driver but I was i
still holding on most of the time. It was a great thrill to go to the I
hospital where Betty Lester was waiting to greet me. What a fine
person she is! The FNS and the people it serves are her whole life
-—it shines from her eyes-—and the warmth of her welcome made
me feel one of them. I was fascinated by it all. Everyone who was  i
off duty was there for lunch——at one long table in the staff dining I
room and the living room. I met so many young hospital nurses,  p
student nurse-midwives and nurses from the outpost centers.
Betty was everywhere seeing that everyone was taken care of-- f
the dinner was a happy time for all. The singing was merry and? _A
banter and laughter went up and down the table. The kitchen il
staff deserve great credit for their part in making New Year’s i
dinner a delightful affair for all the FNS staff and their friends. MQ
The next few days the weather was awful so I could not ven- »`
ture outside. I read all I could about the FNS and saw the work- f`
ings of it from Brownie, the Director, to Bonnie who served my  z
coffee-—and a delight she is! Brownie conferred with her staff, i
Leigh’s typewriter clicked away all day, and everyone was busy
from 8:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. .
On the Monday Anne Cundle called to see if I wanted to go
out to the Wolf Creek Center. It would be an all day trip, she _
said, and I was thrilled to be on my way to see a center at work.
Some parts of the road were icy and very bad but Anne drove a I
Bronco which was very comfortable and I had no trouble getting _
in and out. From the top of a hill I saw my first FNS center and ‘
it looked like a quiet farmhouse sitting peacefully in the valley  `
below. I could see two or three heifers, a cow and a mule in the i`
pasture and two jeeps at the door. We were welcomed by Sue A
and Kristi and a large white dog and cat. Inside we got warm 4
by the fire and then the nurses showed me around. I could feel  
the joy they felt and the love they had for the people they treat  
and visit in the valley. Everything they did was to them a  j
challenge: calls in the night, bad roads, getting tired out—but l
never a complaint. I found this all over the FNS. We had a good A
lunch and a happy time drinking coffee around the fire. I sat and A
listened quietly while Anne got down to business with the two "
nurses—and it was all over all too soon and we were on our way l
back to Wendover. `
A few nights later I was invited to a buffet supper at Mardi `

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Cottage, the home of the nurses who attend the Frontier Gradu-
Y ate School of Midwifery of which Carol Banghart is Dean. The
nurses had done all the cooking themselves and proud they might
I be. Joyce set up her projector and we saw some of the wonderful
colored slides that she had taken of people, places and things con-
nected with the Service. We had homemade donuts. and coffee
‘ before leaving.
 _ Brownie and Leigh left for Lexington for a couple of days
I on FNS business and I was invited by Anne and Kate to visit
` them for the weekend. From here I visited another center-—Flat
N Creek. I visited the Garden House and saw Sandy at work in her
J I clinic and also saw the couriers doing their everyday jobs——shop-
i ping, driving, taking care of the animals, serving tea.
  On my last night at Wendover I saw the movie, TI·IE ROAD.
  It is a simple story and tells of the work of the FNS with the
mountain people. Much was left unsaid because forty-two years
1 of hard work cannot be shown in forty minutes! But I think THE
 . ROAD should be put on the road for all to see.
A I want to say thanks to everyone who made my visit to Wen-
dover so wonderful. The FNS is a large family, bound together
‘ by love of one’s fellow man. I know why Leigh Powell goes back
, to Wendover every chance she gets——now there are two of us!
h NOT WHAT IT WAS
T My great-aunt, while watching television, reached out her
i hand to the fruit bowl for an orange, cut it in sections and
 § noisily sucked the fruit from the skin, then complained, ‘Oranges
i aren’t so sweet these days'. When the light was switched on, we
‘ saw on her plate the peel of a lemon.—Jane Edgar
' ——The C'0untryman, Spring 1967, Edited by John Cripps,
» Burford, Oxfordshire, England.

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NEW FACES, NEW PLACES ‘
by
VALERIE JEWELL, R.N., s.c.M.
Hospital Midwifery Supervisor
I gazed out of the plane window at the countryside below and
tried to imagine what this new venture would be like. I seemed to
have been hopping on and off airplanes all day in my journey
from Montreal, and on nearing Lexington, my destination, the  ·
reality of joining the Frontier Nursing Service came nearer. What l
would the place be like ‘? What kind of people would I meet ? Would .  
the work be very different? I thought of my new, shiny black  
shoes and white blouses and the blue skirts to be provided and {
tried to visualize myself on district, driving a jeep. I had read i
WIDE NEIGHBORHOODS and several Bulletins, and had a long I
correspondence with Peggy Elmore, and I thought I had prepared
myself fairly well. This. was nearly three months ago and, day by
day, I am finding out just how unprepared I was and how different .
and exciting life can be. .
As I look back at my first impressions, I remember meeting
Betty Lester at the hospital and being very happy to hear an
English voice! Later, I met Carol Banghart who took pity on my
wilting state (it was July!) and took me to a cool place while she i
talked of various aspects of the work. Later, I found Melanie ,
Johnson, a student nurse with whom I had become acquainted V
on Black Brothers Bus, and we went for a walk in the fading
light. I was fascinated by the iireflies which I had never seen j
before!
The first few days are like a kaleidescope in my mind: so ,4
many names and faces to commit to memory; a doctor’s clinic at  
the Brutus Nursing Center; observation at general and midwifery .
clinics; orientation on the maternity ward. Off duty, there were  
jeep lessons and my first ride, on Molly, the Wendover mule. Then l
there was the never—to-be-forgotten experience of the 4th of July ·
party at Wendover, the "skit", and everyone’s obvious enjoyment
and exuberance on that occasion. Anna May January left a tre-
mendous impression on me. Earlier, I had met her and thought
what a quiet person she was! Also, I remember my horror as
Miss Lester drove down a rough creek on in to the river. It was i

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_ even worse on the return trip because I was then clutching a
large basket of eggs!
As the days passed, I gradually became more accustomed to
the FNS and settled into working regularly on the maternity
iioor. I felt very shy with the patients at iirst and had what I felt
was considerable difficulty in communicating with them. But on
speaking with the other nurses, I realized that this was a natural
course of events and would just take a little time for the patients
 A to become accustomed to me and I to them. I found the work on
j the iioor stimulating and full of challenge. There was much to
4 learn and it was good to be acquiring new skills such as typing
' \ and cross-matching blood and learning about family planning,
V? which does not come within the midwives’ province in England.
i I cannot in all honesty say that I have risen to meet every new
, experience willingly, for at times I have felt rather overwhelmed
by the opportunities and the responsibilities that go with them.
But I’m learning.
Until now, I have always lived in a city, or suburbia, so rural
’ life has been completely new to me. I was happy to be introduced
c to the katydids, the iireflies, the bull frog who sounds like a
double bass, the cardinal and the blue jay, and the glories of the
constellations in the sky at night. Many will remember Dr. Mur-
phy’s dog, Mike, whom I adopted temporarily last summer.
i Thanks to early morning walks with Mike, I saw many new-
V aspects of the hills-the beauty of the mist clinging to the moun-
. tainside, and the exquisite loveliness of a spider’s web covered
q in dew. Another aspect of life at Hyden Hospital which I think
so good is evening prayer in the Chapel. This corporate worship
seems to weld our thoughts, feelings, hopes and wills to His
,4 divine purpose.
  Yes, I am glad I joined the Frontier Nursing Service. It is a
. privilege to have become a part of it. My greatest regret is that
  I did not meet Mrs. Breckinridge, but such was the love and
, devotion she poured into the organization that one seems to
· catch her spirit at times. The past sounds so diiiicult and heroic
when related by Betty Lester or Anna May, but the future is
equally exciting, with plans for the new Mary Breckinridge Hos-
pital and for expansion of the Service’s educational facilities. I
join you all in looking ahead in hope and joy.

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VVHAT ICE CREAM FLAVOR DO YOU FAVOR?
People have been licking, spooning and enjoying ice cream C
for many centuries. The delicacy was once referred to as the
"dessert of kings" because only royalty could afford it.
Nero, Emperor of Rome, employed speedy runners to dash X
off to nearby mountains and bring back snow which Nero’s chefs l
flavored with honey and fruit juices. The result was a 1st cen-  
tury form of sherbet. Nero was so jealous of the delicacy that T
he ordered it reserved only for his personal use. .
In the 13th century, Marco Polo returned to Venice with a I
Chinese ice cream recipe. Milk was substituted for the snow Nero ¤ _
enjoyed, and whatever the Chinese word for ice cream was, Vene- g
tians who tasted it called it delicious. Only the wealthy could
afford it, though, since the freezing process was so difficult and I
expensive. The art of making ice cream as we enjoy it today has
changed very little from Marco Polo’s remarkable 13th century »
recipe.
Ice cream was a favorite in the 17th century English Court
of Charles I and by royal decree the cook who knew the secret
was sworn not to reveal it to anyone.
George Washington had a great fondness for ice cream —
which was introduced into the colonies in the 1750’s. Washington Q
installed two freezers in his home at Mt. Vernon and Dolly Madi-
son, wife of President James Madison, served ice cream at the —
White House for the first time in 1809 .... g
This year, Americans will eat their way through an aston- W
ishing 700 million gallons of ice cream; a frozen, flavored moun-  
tain 400 feet square and as tall as the Empire State Building!  
—-Guardian  
Guarantee Reserve Life Insurance Company,
Hammond, Indiana »_

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OLD COURIER NEWS
i Edited by
JUANETTA MORGAN
» From Mrs. Albert 0. Trostel, III (Parker Gundry),
Milwaukee, Wisconsin—November 13, 1967
Brownie’s talk and movie were delightful. I enjoyed it
immensely, as did my mother. There certainly have been many
{ changes. I was shocked by the passing of the horses, the fords
r» over the streams, especially the Middle Fork, and the change to
Y skirts for nurses. But I am gratihed to know that change can
come so gracefully. The pioneering spirit is still there and the
T wonderful service to the people is still the prime mover.
i From Mrs. J olm Buttrick (Georgia Atkins),
Concord, Massachusetts—November 21, 1967
I We are permanently settled in Concord now with two chil-
dren-—Marian two and one-half, and David seven months. We
» have some land which reminds me of the Kentucky terrain and
we have been planting it with mountain laurels and all types of
iiowering trees, as Well as with as many vegetables as we can
squeeze into a small plot of sunshine and meadow on one corner.
‘ From Mrs. Charles William Steele (Candace Dornblaser),
; Palo Alto, Califor11ia——Christmas, 1967
This year has been momentous for Chuck. He has that
H degree from Stanford, and no words can express our collective
N relief. He’s continuing at Ampex in his new niche as combina-
k tion mathematician and engineer.
·· I returned to teaching preparation for. childbirth classes
  this fall, with Palo Alto’s Adult Education Department. I work
three afternoons a Week in Stanford Hospital’s labor and delivery
» department, and find it most rewarding.
l Our nine year old, Danae, is full of ideas and things to do.
i_ I·1ighest on her list are Girl Scouts, stamp collecting, and iiute
. lessons. Heidi, seven and one-half, has been in two plays at
1 school, and has been bitten by the stage bug. She’s booming
along in reading, particularly about pioneer life and times, and

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she loves math. No six year old was ever quite like Heather.
She loves kindergarten but she can’t stand having to get ready `
for school in the morning! Q
Our greatest joy this year has been our return to knapsack— ,
ing. All three girls now carry their sleeping bags and Danae .
packs her own clothes as well. Their stamina and bounce are `
phenomenal, notwithstanding occasional unsuccessful hints that i
we might enjoy carrying their packs for them. At campsites .
well over 9,000 feet they boom along and we puff like steam _
engines. They’re developing a real love for the mountains.
From Mrs. Irving Lewis Fuller, Jr. (Victoria Coleman),  
Stuttgart, Germany—Christmas, 1967 I
We are now with the American Consulate, Stuttgart, Ger- i
many. We bade a sorrowful good-bye to England in late July,
had two hectic, but marvelous months at home, and here we are. _
Stuttgart is a lovely city—most of the big automobile indus-
A tries are outside. It has lovely parks, and some superb theater
and music. We live on a high hill looking down into the city °
itself. The hillside is frequented by a becloaked shepherd who i
looks like a medieval serf, accompanied by a ferocious looking -1
black German shepherd dog, and a sizeable iiock of sheep. On ‘
sunny days, before the cold set in, families spotted the hillside
with children and dogs, and flecked the sky with all manner of
fascinating kites. Now We are waiting for good snow and sleds.
From Mrs. Manson Toynbee (Mary Wright),
Saturna Island, Canada—Christmas, 1967
Everything is going very well on our little island (11 square *
miles, population 130). Manson teaches here, and I am enjoying I
being an unemployed housewife. . {
From Mrs. Dandridge F. Walton (Theresa N antz),  1
Paducah, Kentucky—Christmas, 1967 =
We took our first real vacation this summer. We spent one  
refreshing week at the Crescent Beach, South Carolina, and a  
week on the way to and from, being true tourists. The kids loved Z
the ocean. ¥

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Sarah Halley started school and is truly in her element.
` Bailey’s nose is out of joint at her being gone so much but he
Q is in nursery school three mornings a week.
 l From Efner Tudor, Contoocook, New Hampshire
· —Christmas, 1967
j I think of all of you so often and my one big regret is that
Kentucky isn’t a little closer. That beautiful state and FNS will
always be a fond and happy memory for me wherever I am.
  From Polly Dammarm, Rosary College,
  River Forest, Hlinois—January 3, 1968
When Brownie was in Chicago, I got to see the movie and I
realized again just how much I learned last summer. Both the
— FNS and the local people are very special to me and I loved
every minute getting to know them.
I Next year I will be spending my junior year abroad in Switz—
2 erland in a program set up by Rosary College.
l From Lucy Conant, New Haven, Com1ecticut—January 7, 1968
I am in the middle of packing to go to Chapel Hill, North
Carolina, to be Dean at the School of Nursing of the University of
North Carolina. It’s a major change after having been in New
T Haven for over ten years. While I am sorry to leave this house
F which was built less than three years ago, I was fortunate to
find a contemporary house in Chapel Hill which I am sure I will
z like. My two cats and dog will be coming along, too.
I ....
n  We were saddened to learn of the death of our old courier;
 . Margaret McLennan Morse following a heart attack in early
 I January. Although Margaret had lived on the West Coast for:
= many years, she continued her interest in the FNS and we are
  gratiiied to learn that she left us a legacy. We extend our ten-
  derest sympathy to the members of her family.
l Our deepest sympathy also goes to Candy Dornblaser Steele
  on the loss of her mother.

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BITS OF COURIER NEWS ¥
Edith Harrison is now working in Cincinnati at Christ Hos- _
pital in the Blood Bank and Intravenous Department. ‘
Carley Clark writes that she iinds her work with the Boston
Visiting Nurse Association challenging and most interesting.
A WEDDING
Miss Carrie Louise Morgan of Hyden, Kentucky, and Mr. ‘
George Allen Parker of Hillsboro, Kentucky, on December 30,
1967. These young people are living in Lexington where Carrie, g
who was graduated from the University of Kentucky in January, u
is employed by the Fayette County Board of Education and Mr. if
Parker is studying pre-veterinary medicine at the University. We i 
wish them every happiness.  _
A BABY  ij
Born to Mr. and Mrs. John Lee Carroll (Nina Thomas), of  
New York City, a son, Thomas, on November 17, 1967. He is
a very fortunate baby and we congratulate him and his parents. ·
SHOCK TACTICS ;
The old sow did not like it one bit. Her piglets had the whole  ,
iield to roam in, but her range was restricted by an electric fence.
For the first day she went up and down, up and down, by that ·
fence, jumping ba