then at ten

It was in elementary school that I came to understand the world as a place with only two kinds of people: those who influenced what people thought and did and those whose ideas and actions were driven by others.

I was ten years old when I discovered the black and white photo of a stern-looking thin man in a military uniform sitting in a high-backed straight chair. His name was Joseph Goebbels and the caption read “…Hitler’s propaganda minister.”


The story in my fifth-grade textbook described propaganda techniques and use of the new mass-media: national magazines, transcontinental radio, and movie newsreels.


Mussolini in Italy, Churchill in England, Stalin in Russia, and Roosevelt in the U.S.A. used the power of these new tools to motivate millions.






Lawyers, politicians, preachers and other advocates, including: photo journalists, writers, showmen, artists, inventors, admen and other architects of ideas all fit the ideal of how to change the world of men. There are leaders and all others followers.

I idolized my dad as I watched him preach and appeal to save lost souls from his pulpit, pamphlets, and radio ministries.

There was never any question as to where I wanted to stand in this dichotomy of movers and the moved.

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