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Ben 5. Allen ond Fomily Relocote Ar Their Cleor Loke Home

The California Redwood Association announced recently that Ben S. Allen and the Allen family (including George the dog) have taken up permanent residence at their newly enlarged summer home at Point Lake View, near l-ower Lake, California. Although the Allens had resided in Palo Alto, California, for many years, their main love has been the Clear Lake region and their summer home (enlarged threefold since the beginning) in specific. The Allens are by no means tenderfeet in the Clear Lake area, having spent their honeymoon there- truly "charter members of the poison oakers," as Ilen says. Incidentally, last December marks their 44th wedding anniversary, which certainly precludes Ben from a tenderfoot rating in that category. The move will also enable Ben to be in the field tnore for the Association and do considerably more personal contact work than was possible before, when his home base was in the Association's San Francisco office.

Ben originally started out to be a lawyer, however, during his course of education at Stanford became editor of the Stanforcl paper, a job that cinched him for journalistic and publicity work from then on. After graduating from Stanford, he worked on about every San Francisco paper and then went with the San Francisco Bureau of the Associated Press. About three years before we entered World War I, Ben was assigned to the AP office in London and spent eight years reporting the news at that point. As an original member of the Commission For Relief in Relgiurn, he directed publicity for this famous organization as a volunteer, but continued his regular work as war correspondent for the AP. After the war, he returned to this country with Herbert Hoover and became director of the Educational Division of the U.S. Food Administration. He also organized the educational divisions of the U.S. Fuel Administration and the War Trade Board. During this time he also served as public relations consultant for all of the

Hoover relief organizations. His next lrove was back to California, were he settled in Sacramento and acquired the Sacramento Union, a newspaper which he operated some three years. He then opened his own publicity office and did work for various California farm co-operatives, and also published The California Farmer. During that tirne, he also was made executive secretary for the Growers Tariff League and also served as secretary of the California State Division of Markets. Shortly after the start of World War II, Ben went with the Office of War Information, broadcasting to Indonesia, China and Korea. After the War, he did a considerable amount of research for The Pacific Lumber Company in preparation for a history of that firm. That period spent browsing through "Lumberland" was Ben's downfall-he caught the "Lumber Fever" (there's no cure) and has been with the California Redwood Association ever since.

Ben's work with the CRA is apparent everywhere. He was instrumental in setting up the Redwood Region Conservation Council in 1950 under the sponsorship of the CRA. The RRCC has made great strides since its conservative beginning and is now considered as one of the most effective bridges between the lumber industry and the public as a whole. The RRCC, in its short existence, has brought the lumber industrv and the public together, and pouretl a concrete foundation oi understanding between the two by educational prograrns such as Fire Prevention Education, Couservation Education, Youth Education, Tree Farming Prograrns and Public Information.

In actively participating in all of these programs, in addition to his regular CRA work, it looks as if the Association has a pretty busy man in Ben S. Allen.

Gongrotulotions

Mr. and Mrs. Ken Strawser became the proud parents of a baby boy, Kenneth Paul Strarvser, born on November 13 at St. Mary's Hospital, Long Beach. Their happy family now inciudes three daughters and a boy. Ken is a salesman with I-. W. MacDonald Co., Beverly Hills.

ln Retoil Lumber Business

Dave \\i. Wilkinson has taken over the Lomita Lumber Co. at 1800 Pacific Highway, Lomita, 'tvhere he t'ill carry on a retail lumber and building materials business. Dave was formerly associated with his father, W. \\r. \\rilkinson, in the wholesale lumber business.

It will meon qdditionql $$$$'.s in your rill when you depend on JOHN W. KOEHT & SON, lNC., for those WOOD PRODUCTS thot ore PROFTTABTE TO this yeor ond every yeor.

On New Yeqr'3 Morning

Good morning, my bright international mate, My outstanding genius in problems of state, I trust all is clear in that wonderful mind, Which last night remodeled the whole of mankind; Your handling of Russia, the Ruhr, Palestine, And China and Greece, it was masterly, fine; You're sure to be named as "The man of the year," , Here's four or five aspirins-swallon them, dear.

Awake, my fine songster; it's well on toward noon, All morning I've waited, just hoping you'd croon A measure from "Chloe", or "Deep rolling sea," Which,last night you sang until half after three. You wakened the neighbors, you tripped on the mat And one of your props was your hoistess' hat. I'm sure she will want you again for tonightThe life of the party whenever you're tight.

Arise, my Sweet Prince, but. be careful-don't skid, Arise, and consider the things that you did; The uprooted garden, the splintered garage, It sounded just like an old-fashioned barrage. Go, see your hostess-and carry a check; I think if you sign it just "Pain in the Neck," The bank will Okay it-t'would be just like you, The clown that went beserk twixt dawn and the dew.

So, drink up that seltzer you chattering drone, It's said to be good for a splintering dome. I wish I were Sandow; how far would I throw you!

' For the next thirty days please pretend I don't know you. My juvenile jackass ! My dim-witted duffer ! You say you feel awful? Well dawgonya-SUFFER!

-Author Unknown

Fomous Lost Words:

"I can drink this stuff all night."

He Knew The Answers

These rock formations," explained the guide to the party of tourists, "were piled up here by the glaciers."

"But where are the glaciers?" asked the curious old lady.

The guide thought a few moments, grinned, and replied: Why, Mam, they've gone back for more rocks."

This Wos The Greot Goethe's New Yeqr Wish Health enough to make work a pleasure.

Wealth enough to support your needs.

Strength enough to battle with difficulties, and overcome them.

Grace enough to confess your sins, and forsake them.

Patience enough to toil until good is accomplished.

Charity enough to see good in your neighbor.

Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others.

Faith enough to make real the things of God.

Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.

Poor Tronsporlotion

"Mistah Gawge," said old Uncle Mose, "youall done promised me some licah fo' Crisrnus, an' Ah nevah got it."

"Why, Uncle Mose, f don't understand that. I sent it to you Christmas morning, just like I always do."

"Who youall done sont it by, Mistah Gawge?"

"By your own brother-in-law."

"Lawdy, Lawdy, Mistah Gawge, youall mout jess as well sont me a cabbage leaf wid a starvin' rabbit for' a messengah."

Memories

It isn't the things.you do, my dear, It's the things you leave undone, Which gives you a bit of heartache At the setting of the sun. The tender word forgotten, The letter you did not write, The fower you might have sent, dear, Are your haunting ghosts tonight.

-Sangster Anolysis

Joe was feeling lousy and finally talked himself into going to a doctor for a check-up. On the way he stopped at a tavern to fortify himself for the ordeal.

After all sorts of tests, he waited in the outer office until the Doc finally came out, and Joe asked eagerly.

"What does the report show, Doc?"

"According to the analysis," answered the medico, "there is every indication that a small percentage of blood is getting into your alcohol system."

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