On this December occasion of farewell to the editorship of the American Journal of Diseases of Children, it seems peculiarly appropriate to use as a caption the title of Hemingway's great novel of World War I. In 1963 on relinquishing the chairmanship of a Department of Pediatrics, I was challenged by another call to service, not Army or Navy but, in the sense of service, a call to arms by the Journal. Over nearly a decade I have strived to meet the challenge and in doing so have experienced an internal reward that comes from a feeling of wonder at having a place to serve.
There has been another reward from something of which I was dimly aware at the start but the truth of which is now firmly embedded in satisfying remembrance. I speak of colleagues who have been, are, and always will be, willing to give time