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could walk, and run, and exercise, they were all superior to him. He envied them and began then to see them in their true light. The kind-hearted old politician whom he'd always scorned gave him a helping hand, wrote him and encouraging word, or said something kind to him, and became at once, in his own mind, a person of importance. Towards him his affection flowed out. I never saw him have any of that disrespect toward human beings that he had when he was young after he was sick.

I always thought that he began to call people by their first names after he began to realize how beautiful they were, how beautiful anybody was. Any human being was a work of art. It was only after he began to realize his own weakness and his own earlier misbehavior, or misconception of human relations, that he began first-naming people here and there. It worked. The feeling that he was snooty passed completely.

I think I do understand Roosevelt. I haven't experienced the particular development that Roosevelt experienced, but certainly I have experienced the ordinary life experience of a thoughtful person who knows that he is a sinner and the lowest of men, and begins to study how he can make himself more nearly in the pattern which God intended him to be. That, of course, is a very long process. I think that people who try to understand themselves, try to understand their