This I Believe

Holliday, Kate


  • Kate Holliday describes her beliefs in the brotherhood of humanity, in the right to freedom of worship, and in the Golden rule.
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And now, This I Believe, the living philosophies of thoughtful men and women, presented in the hope they may strengthen your beliefs so that your life may be richer, fuller, happier. Here is Edward R. Murrow.
This I Believe. Kate Holliday is a writer. She was born in Chicago, educated at Connecticut College for Women, and promptly began writing for magazines. She has been a correspondent ever since, contributing to over 40 leading periodicals in this country, and in Canada, England and France. She is the editor of The Crucible, which was an account of the experiences of Colonel Yay, a woman guerilla leader in the Philippines. She is also the author of Troopship, the story of a draft of men going from San Francisco to Incheon in the summer of 1951. She has made three trips to the Orient, and last
year spent five months in Korea, where President Syngman Rhee made her an honorary citizen, and where she completed her most recent book--Men Against the Reds. Here is the personal philosophy of Kate Holliday.
There are three things by which I live. All are important, and all are interrelated. No one can stand alone. The first is the brotherhood of man. And to me, this is not an empty phrase, a cliché, but something alive, something so taken for granted that one does not even consider that there may be prejudices in the world. All my life, the color or the creed or the station of an individual has been unimportant. If he was famous and had nothing within him, he did not interest me. If he was a nobody and lived honestly and decently and met me with humor, he was my friend.
I learned this first from a man who still lives in Chicago, where I was born. His name is Ali Dobbs. I met him and his wife, Annie Mae, when I was 8, when they came to work for my family. Ali is colored. At present, he is over 65, and he is to this day my second father, for he not only taught me how to fish for bass from a duck boat and how to drive a station wagon when I was 12, but it was he who first asked me one day, “Do you think a black skin makes a man different from someone who has a white one?” I had never been asked that before. It made me think. My answer was absolutely no.
Since then, I have been throughout the world, to the Philippines, Formosa, Japan, Korea, and other countries. I’m what is known as a war correspondent. I have met Presidents and the old men who draw rickshaws, queens and house girls. And I now
know more than ever that the color of a skin or a particular god is immaterial, that Wendell Willkie’s One World is an actuality, and that only by accepting people as people can we attain security for our children and for humanity.
The second tenet by which I live is that I believe in God, that I believe that all men should not only be allowed to worship whatever being they wish, but have the right to worship as they see fit, whether that means going into a church and going through a ritual, or paying homage alone in silence. To me, it does not matter how you worship. The power is the same.
The third thing, of course, is that I believe in the Golden Rule. This is perhaps the hardest law in life to follow,
and the simplest to understand. If you can say that you would honestly desire to treat your neighbor or your enemy as you would have him treat you, and if you were able to put that desire into practice day by day, you are a very lucky person. It is almost impossible. And yet the fact that there is even an inclination for men and women to do so makes me hopeful that ultimately the cause for right will obtain. I have seen men die in battle because they believe these things. I have seen them struggle in private life. They were men of courage before whom I felt humbled; for they knew, as I know, that only thus can mankind go forward. I can only pray that eventually I shall have won my place among them.
Those were the beliefs of Kate Holliday, author and magazine correspondent of Los Angeles.