.1 of the bearded gentlemen sit-around but no Alex I thoughtIsit to the ball park would be iner. In doing so I picked up ne valuable information from of the employes while inspect-the powerful lighting plant, but j Alex. However, I was informed t Alex was at the hotel and uld be glad to see me. As the park is across the street from D. W. Airport I ventured over see just what I could see—and I r plenty. This D. W. means n Woodward, a local young man great wealth, whose chief hobby lying. He has a very fine plant arge flying field -and hangar and this hangar I strolled—saw no ■ than 17 “ships” of all sizes, :es, colors and descriptions,! m the little baby ones to the nts of passenger service. How-, -r, I was looking for Alex and no desire to go “up in the air” her for fun, money or marbles, n my way back to the hotel a seed another of Don's hobbies, stock farm just outside the city i its beautiful farm house and 1 'kept lawns dotted with flowers . shrubbery. However, it was le Barn” that attracted my most eful attention. Once upon a e there was a real barn there . housed Don's fancy thorough-d short horns, but there came me when the barn burned down, ving the two huge silos—at each —into this Don had a scheme— would rebuild the barn but not its former purpose—so the y goes that Don built “The n” for human purposes—and it without doubt just about the dlest grill and dining hall been Buffalo ’ and Boston—will about 400—in the main dining m with several private booths— beautifully appointed one would nk he was in Hqtel Statler or DeWitt Clinton. Across the d 4bout 200 men were chasing * over the fields with a bunch of ska and then I realised what the automobiles were parked in the ve in front of “The Barn”' were e for. So this is where Don vped a couple of hundred theurid smackers but if* worth ft(Continued on page thred)