A bouquet garni presumably from the New Yorker (the earlier- Who Me? - 1949) is an agreeably disarming, discerning collection of pieces. Some are local, personal and more incidental- from the great snow of '47 when his home became a hostel for a number of stranded truck drivers, to summering in Truro, and Cape Cod history- past and present, to taking his youngsters to a launching of the atomic submarine Seawolf to Reflections from Behind a Safety Belt and some assorted views of plane travel, etc., etc. There are a number of travel pieces- from a western trip with his wife and boys, to another summer in Europe, to an Intourist view of Russia. And there are three excellent examples of more substantial reportage on the Berlin Airlift, on three months in Korea in 1951, and on Alaska after her statehood. A scattered commentary which offers easygoing, occasional reading.