| I like to think of the service of life insurance as if it were a great building, built through the generations, brick upon brick. And what are the bricks. |
| They are the tiny units of human happiness that are created when life insurance goes to work. |
| Here is a home made desolate by death, but healed economically by life insurance, a tiny unit in the millions of homes that go to make up our country. |
| He is a boy or girl gaily starting the great adventure of collage because a father was provident and prudent and used life insurance. |
| Here is a businessman who comes back to his office from the funeral of his partner, and who finds that his business is solvent because there has been life insurance. |
| Here is an elderly man and his wife, resting after years of bitter econmic struggle, because there is life insurance. |
| There are the units from which the great house of the service of life insurance is built. |
| Shall we call it a house of life insurance...? Or, are not we, who have seen and who know the evidences of life insurance, justified in calling it the temple of life insurance....? For surely there is a religion in building into the life of the nation these millions of units of human happiness. |