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February 1942
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EDITORIAL
WITHIN a few short months we have seen many changes in our daily lives. These changes will increase as 1942 grows older. Only a year ago the talk was Business as Usual. Six months ago it was Guns and Butter. Today it is Total War. We have all been called to arms.
Where does this call leave the fencer? Many of us have already joined the fighting forces of the country. Others are working in the increasing number of war industries. For those who are still classed as civilians it need not change our will to fence one bit. We owe it to our country to keep sound bodies and thinking minds. Fencing provides an excellent means toward these ends.
Daily problems drive some men to drink. Fencing is the fencer’s drink. It stands ready to soothe our nerves, making it possible to meet the next day’s problems with clear eye and steady spirit. As the daily test of nerves increases and we find normal tasks burdened with unusual worries, we should turn gladly to our fencing hobby as a sure method of relaxation and tonic.
The Americas are now the last stronghold of the fencer. We fencers of North and South America have a duty to perform for our sport. We must keep fencing alive until there is a return to peace. In keeping our sport active we likewise keep ourselves employed in healthy recreation and in better physical condition to meet any warlike tasks that our attacked democracy may assign to us.
