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Ralph was a member of the board and I knew him quite well. When he had said to me, “You're going to run the meeting.” It was a very friendly conversation. Not anything stiff or formal about it at all. He just assumed that Bill had told me, and Bill hadn't told me. I only mention that because it's an indication of -- You asked how I knew what was mine and what was his? I just pretty much stuck my nose into everything. If I didn't find that it was something that he was interested in or doing, I sort of did it. Now, he was interested in the financial side of the company, as far as the formal figures were concerned. He didn't get into any of the details of the operation on the financial side. He was interested in the programming side, essentially the entertainment side. I gave much more of my attention in programming to the news and public affairs side. Because the day time and Saturday and Sunday daytime programming was not that important in those early days, I gave attention to those only because I thought somebody should be giving attention to them. I sort of felt my way into my job. I knew most of the company, because during the war years I ran the eight or nine radio stations that we owned. I ran building operations and sales. I ran promotion and research. Programming reported to Kesten. I guess finance and law reported to Kesten. I think everything else pretty much reported to me or to Joe Ream or to Frank White. But both of them sort of leaned on me to give them some guidance. There were three of us that ran the company during the war years. As I indicated a little earlier, I spent roughly a half a week in Washington and the rest of the time in New York. The three men that were running the company -- one in finance, one in law, and my general operational area -- we had lunch almost every day and shared everything that was going on, on the theory that if anything happened in the war that split us apart, somebody had to know where the pieces were and what was going on. Kesten joined us from time to time as his health would permit. He was such a victim of arthritis that he could barely open the door to his office. He participated and those were good meetings when he was there. When he wasn't there, the