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Rh like to show my prospects what might happen any day in their own yards. What a selling point!” he added as his eyes grew starry.

He turned up to buy the film after it was de­veloped, and the last I heard it was being shown in tent entertainments for prospective buyers and others.

In addition to photography, I carried on in a variety of different occupations including the un­conventional ones of being interested in mining in Nevada, and the hauling of building materials by truck locally.

After a year or so of such activities, I decided to return east with my mother and sister who were not particularly fond of the west coast. I wanted to fly east, but the idea seemed so fearful to my family that I finally consented to drive instead. My sis­ter went by train in time for summer classes at Harvard where she was working for a special degree, and Mother and I started by car.

“Which way are we going?” she inquired, as we left Hollywood one morning.

“I’m going to surprise you,” I answered, as I headed north instead of east.

Neither she nor I had ever seen some of our best national parks, so I had determined to do some touring. Sequoia, Yosemite, Crater Lake—we peered at all of them in turn. It was June when we arrived at the last, but the road around the ancient cone was still blocked with snow. So I plowed up the coast again.