S.F. Chamber of Commerce Tom Mellon Dinner - 2/13/56 And now, gentlemen, I am about to turn the program over to the Chairman of our Entertainment Committee. But before I do so, I owe you a few words of explanation. As you know, everyone in public or civic life is subject to pressures of various kinds, and the President of the San Francisco Chamber is no exception. Considering the pay scale, and the work involved, you might wonder why anyone would aspire to be Chairman of this evening's entertainment. I can only venture the guess that in this particular case it satisifed a deep desire that had been frustrated for many years. My first introduction to King Harris dates back 24- years when we were pledged to the same fraternity at Stanford, and he invited me out to his Woodside home to meet his family and some friends. I must confess that I was completely unprepared for the Harris family. While they were a legend here, the word hadn't reach Utah's younger set. King met me at the driveway and personally escorted me to the lawn in front of the house where I was astonished to see some 50 people seated on the grass with their attention riveted on a canvasbacked garden chair with a canopy and occupied by King's father, Uncle Larry Harris. He looked like an emperor holding court, and our boy King escorted me through the crowd and up to his father and said: "Dad, I'd like to have you meet one of the nuggets of the class, Ed Littlefield". Uncle Larry eyed me carefully and said for all to hear: "King, if that's a nugget, I'm going off the gold standard." While their views may never have changed, the Harris family took me under their wing and were extraordinarily nice to me over the years. So