Well, my first impression was a little rough. I drove 16 hours from St. Louis to New York. The weather was miserable. I came over the George Washington Bridge, which had only one level at that time, and the first thing I managed to do was to get myself welcomed by a New York city policeman, because I went through a stop sign, trying to find my way at two o’clock in the morning. So my first impressions of New York were slightly jaundiced. The next morning I reported for work at the Bronx Zoo. I was delighted to put faces to the names I knew so well from their publications and from talks over the telephone and meetings at zoo conferences. But, I was surprised that the zoo staff had declined and that its condition had declined.
