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Yes, very well, thank God.
Well, that's the last half of '74. Here's the outline
of activities in '75. Can you survive any longer?
Surely, sure. I don't see how you survive all these activities.
Oh, I survive all that stuff.
In January of '75 for the first time I was invited by the
head of one of the National Institutes of Health, the Institute for
Neurological and Communicable Disorders and Stroke, to a meeting
of professional societies and voluntary health
agencies. They actually inquired what we would do to help them
and tried to tell us what they were trying to do and really saw
health from the outside. Normally the institutes heads don't
communicate with anybody except the people who might do research,
never seeking any advice or help from volunteers, laymen.
Nobody has ever sought my help.
Why this reversal of policy?
I don't know. There's a new director called Dr. Tower,
and he's just smarter and wishes to have the help and support of
outsiders. And of course whatever I've done for I've done entirely
on my own without any reference to what they thought, because
they were always embarrassed to admit that they needed more funds
or could do more if they had more funds because they were supposed
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