Chris later switched from Williams to Yale. (Our great grandfather had been president for the twenty years which straddled the turn of the century; I suppose Chris's classmates punished him for it.) Dade was dis-invited back to Vassar, changed to Wheaton in Massachusetts, and loved it.

Spending more time in the darkroom than the Study Hall, I got kicked out of Hotchkiss, graduated from Horace Greeley High School, and joined the Army six months later. None of it matter too much, at least we were Socially Registered... few know what that means any more; fewer care.

My thirteenth great-grandfather was William Bradford, the first governor of the colonies. My third-great uncle, General Sherman, gave Lincoln the "Christmas present" of his march to Savannah.

That same side of the family, my father's mother's, is intertwined with the three Cushing girls. Dr. Cushing was a famous pioneer brain surgeon; now he's on a U.S. 45¢ postage stamp. Some say the girls were the most attractive socialites America ever produced - they certainly made their marks...

Betsy married FDR's son Jimmy. He became the United States Ambassador to the United Nations. Here we are at a family reunion just after he joined me at Investors Overseas Services (more to come a page or two ahead).