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Washington airport I grabbed a taxi and went to the Museum. I first 
went to the wrong wing but finally got orientated and found the Bird 
Division. I passed Dr. Phil Humphrey and said "hi". He recognized 
me and directed me to Mrs. Smellow'B office. I was greeted, given packs 
of information. We all then went over to eat at the Museum of Arts 
and Technology (?) and I was gradually introduced to everyone on the way 
over. That afternoon we spent moving furniture in the Bird Division, 
because they were tiling the floor. Paul Woodward (a hulking graduate 
of Michigan) and I followed Bob Standen to his fraternity house to get 
a room. After dump - our stuff into his room, we went out to eat 
in a cafeteria which had real good food. We went back to the rocsn 
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and relaxed for that evening. Finally at 10 Paul and I moved into a 
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room a&foss from Bob's and hit the sack. 
/i / Up at 7, shower and shave. Breakfast at a small greasy spoon 
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drynk where I had good raffles. The walke to the Smithsonian is about 
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minutes. Our great white leader Fred Sibley arrived and greeted us 
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/ mewcomers . I spent most of the morning reviewing the birds of the 
? M^rth Central Pacific. We got along well, I think. For lunch I went 
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/ dcnm with Roger Clalp to the lunch vending machines, a frequent source 
for* lunch. We ate lunch in the library with most of the expedition 
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people and had a good bull session. The early afternoon was spent 
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purrhasing field clothes and equipment. Paul, Peter Marshall, and I 
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werie the purchasing agents. The late afternoon was spent cutting bright 
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oraimge streamers for field observation of banded Sooty To* ns. It was a 
rO-Hng slits in a couple thousand of them. Finally at 
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