Written in 1939 for the Introduction to Unity’s Fifty Golden Years by Dana Gatlin
It is no easy task to write about oneself, especially when the call is for a personal1ife sketch, in which must appear those insignificant little things which are no different in the case of millions of others of the human family yet in which it is claimed that readers have particular interest.
"I winna blaw about mysel,
As ill I like my faults to tell,"
sang the Scotch plowboy when he found himself in the public eye; and this is probably the feeling we all have.