Some years ago there came to my office at Columbia University one who said, You do not know me, my name is Hubert. My immediate reply was, I know who you are. I knew your father and his brother. He then told me that he was president of the Oklahoma State University (for Negroes), that a brother held the analagous post in Georgia, that another was a minister in Atlanta, still another was head in Savannah of the largest public high school for Negroes in the world, the fifth brother (the author of this address) was director of the New York Urban League, while two younger brothers were (then) still in school.