So we were kind of, quotation marks ‘shipwrecked’ and we sailed into Lisbon and I had to return, and it was going to be months before they got back, and I’d miss the next year of medical school, so I… I went ashore. However, I didn't have a visa, now I had a passport, but I didn't have… I didn’t have my seaman's papers, and Portugal was a closed place then. They had a very strict dictatorship, there was strict control on immigration, and very little movement and there was no tourism. So I get ashore and I stayed with a friend I'd made there for a while, I had enough money, I had about 30, 40 dollars left, so I got a room at a pensione for a dollar a day, that was… you had a room and three meals including wine and an evening snack as well, and so I… sort of figured out what to do next. So I went to the American consulate and I told them that I had landed, I had a passport, but I didn't have a visa. He said, ‘You know, that's a problem, we've got a guy in jail now, who is there under the same circumstances, and I… we're trying to get him out of jail, and I go and bring him cigarettes every so often and see him’. I said, ‘I don't smoke’. So, I went to a shipping agent and I said, ‘Look, I’d like to ship out, you know, on an American ship’. And the ship… you know, it's amazing how people will sort of extend themselves for no, I mean, no possible gain to themselves, you know. The Portuguese were really, I mean, they were a delightful, nice bunch. And this fellow really put himself… he said, ‘Okay, there's an… there’s an American export line ship coming in… in about a month, about three weeks or a month, three weeks maybe, and they always… they always lose somebody, particularly in Seville, a lot of the guys just get off there. So why don't you kind of hang out, try not to get arrested, you know, by the police and we'll see if we can book you on that’. So I used to get up in the morning, you know, and try and get out of town or go somewhere place, you know, where I would be inconspicuous, so I would take a tram, I saw a lot of Lisbon, a lot of the environs because you can take the public transport to most places. But I did get into trouble. I was on a… on a tram and suddenly a whole bunch of people started screaming and grabbed hold of me and pulled me off the tram and… and take me to the police. Well, apparently one of the riders had his wallet stolen and I was… I was kind of disreputable looking, I sort of, you know you don't wear shorts in port... I still had shorts on, I had a beard and had hair that was sort of uncombed, I really didn't look all that savory. So I get hauled into the police station, roughly, and I didn't speak Portuguese but I spoke, my French was better in those days. So I said, ‘I insist on seeing the Chief of Police’, so they brought me in to see him. He was a… I mean, pleasant, literate, spoke French very well, and I said, you know, ‘I’m very disturbed that I’ve been brought in this way and I would like to be released, and if you wouldn't mind, an apology’. In any case, so he was very good about it, I didn't have the wallet. I explained to him who I was and so I, but that… fortunately I did not have my passport with me, because if he had seen that, he would have seen that I didn't have a visa. Well, finally the ship came in, and the captain was a really difficult, nasty sort of fellow and he wouldn't really be very helpful, but this shipping agent… you have to sign on in front of an American consul when you sign on an American ship in a foreign port, well, the consul wouldn't go to the ship, you know, he wouldn't do that. So the shipping agent got the… got the ship's documents, which he shouldn't have done, and we took it to the consul and, you know, I got signed on. And I said, ‘Well, how come I was able to…’ sort of, I spoke to the consul, to our consul later, he said you know, ‘I was having a lot of trouble getting your presence here kind of validated, but people couldn't quite understand your name’, you know, but the American ambassador in Lisbon at that time was a man named Herman Baruch, B-A-R-U-C-H. Now he was the older brother of Bernard Baruch. Bernard Baruch was a very famous… he was in finance, they founded Baruch Brothers, which doesn't exist any more, and he was a kind of an advisor of presidents. So… so the international police, you know, there was an enquiry about my status, and he said, ‘Well how do you spell this guy's name?’ And he says, ‘Well it's spelled B-A-R-U-C-H, the same as the ambassador's’, who was a kind of well known figure, so he said, ‘Ah, the son of the ambassador. We'll take care of this immediately’. So after I got back home, you know, I wrote to Bernard Baruch and told him about it and he wrote back and he introduced me to his brother, Herman. And I went… I went to see him. He lived in this enormous estate out in the island, it’s one of these things where you drive a quarter of a mile before you get to the eight-car garage. And he tried to interest me in going down to Brazil to work on electric eels, because he had the feeling that electricity would rejuvenate, he was in his 70s and had a very young wife, and he was looking for some sort of elixir! I decided not to do that.