that would wipe out civilization and , modern industry as we know it—that | —and maybe my last. Fact is they would place man in the primitive age I might not even print this. If, though, I —or -as a second choice, all nations— they do print it and you read it and in a sweeping disarmament agreement i really want me to write seriously— agree to junk all atomic weapons— why dont cha either phone ye editor, I (NOW being discussed at United Na­ By LANCE SAILS I see him, or drop a card in the mail. tions headquarters in New York City as I write this!) ! Do it today! Time: 1973. The entire world is so frightened Living here in the canyon among (The following is a reprint of one of my columns in the early Spring of I us was a guy—who, because of his in regard to modern weapons that it strictly UNoithodox ideas was, on may make such a disarmament agree­ 1953.) I am not sure how much longer many occasions politely kidded for ment. Don’t be surprised if it hap­ ■they’ll let me write. Got “called on i his dreaming. But he had courage. pens just that way. Things are hap­ the carpet” by the boss. Went about He let people in on his dreams— pening—and fast! It is much later like this: “Lance, dern it, you’re col­ whether he got kidded or not—and if than you think! It is fun, like you've never experi­ umn is interesting and all that—but anyone sought to goodnaturedly be- why can’t you come down to earth— ! little his dreaming by proposing some- enced before to ask someone the an­ ■etc., etc.—and for gosh sakes, man, 1 thing utterly preposterous, he'd tell swer to a question only to have them ’em, “Okay, you sack sit and I’ll sell tell you they did not know—and in cut it down! etc., etc.” I it!” proving that they did not know—lay My column this week is an attempt And that brings me down to hotses! out in plain sight—the answer they in that direction. Whenever I feel low I get by my­ assured you they did not have. Ever since I arrived in the canyon, Such was my experience when I I KNEW—and it would take a book self, get out my Bible and either open to explain my reasons why—that this a fresh quart of beer or put on a stopped in at a little radio shop on Santiam .boulevard—Stiffler’s. I had canyon would one day come into it’s fresh pot of coffee. You good people—please don’t look some difficulty with my car radio. own—in a big way. I was feeling sorta low one morn­ down your nose at me—not for that! Tube trouble, I think. Got to think­ ing. Dropped in at the Mill City Manys the time I hit for a tavern ing. Just as sound is broadcast by radio, Tavern—at the bottom of the hill— after first going to church—and to "never a dull moment” and Byron tell those that I met there, “I missed so also it is now possible to broad­ seeing you at worship”. Now don’t cast power by means of a vacuum