MAISON G. DE NAVARRE, THE MAN 143 About the article, Ed admits that after Steve Mayham, then Editor of The American Perruiner, had patiently edited and re-edited it, the question was open as to who actually wrote it. But the big point, again, is that it was published and over his name. As a writer, he had broken through. Other articles followed regularly-- in fact, in an unbroken sequence to this day, and it is hoped for many days to follow. And so, Maison G. deNavarre was launched upon what became a truly notable career as a consultant, writer, and lecturer on technical subjects in his chosen field of cos- metics. Responding to that innate urge to do more and more, while still at the University, he set up a labora- tory in the game-room at home, using his complacent and amiable mother as a guinea pig. Developed a number of products--saved up to buy containers and materials. He discovered they were obtainable only in case-lots and for cash. Hazel-Atlas and Owens-Illinois, were adamant. Gold foil labels proved a further headache. But he managed somehow. He got $30 together and went to a wholesale drug house, then agents for Fritzsche Brothers, for materials. After a bad half-hour, he was advised to keep his money and go back to the drugstore. Such "high-binders" he thought. To this day, among his most cherished mementos, can be found a few faded labels and a scat- tering of odd bottles. Again, the point is, Ed made the effort. Furthermore, he learned something. Moreover, he applied what he learned and did not get burnt in the same place a second time. It was an UP-step--though he didn't appreciate it at•the mo- ment. The time came in due course when he took a plunge!--he made his first speaking appearance. About 1933 Miss Florence Wall invited him to discuss her paper, "Cosmetics-- Outcast of Medical Science," pre- sented at the New York Academy of Medicine before the Society of Medical Jurisprudence. Ed loves to tell this story himself. With extreme trepidation, he bought a new suit, and coach fare to New York. Going to the meet- ing he got lost in the subway, had to hire a cab, arriving very late and much worried. He glimpsed other speakers in Tuxedos, and what seemed a million faces in the audience. He devoutly wished a kindly stroke of lightning would wither him away from there and quickly. At sight of him, the much relieved Miss Wall greeted him graciously and aided by her kindly tact, he carried on! As Ed puts it "it was murder"! After consider- able frightened floundering, there was applause--music to his ears. The audience must have been glad it was over too. Anyway, Miss Wall thanked him. He was persuaded to swap his train ticket for a plane ticket back to Detroit. Home never looked so good to Ed. It was a signifi-

144 JOURNAL OF THE SOCIETY OF COSMETIC CHEMISTS cant mile-stone, his first trip to the Big City, his first public speaking, and his first plane ride. Mr. deNavarre was soon estab- lished in his own laboratory in Detroit. I visited him there and we met for the first time. Naturally we talked shop. Very soon I was conscious of "an assistant," as Ed called her she was most demurely ensconced behind a typewriter. A nitwit would sense the situation. I ventured a veiled personal inquisi- tive remark and was instantly re- warded by a charming burst of dimples and blushes. The story was, he met Miss Jeanette Dutts while doing some work at the Sher- man Laboratory. Cupid did his stuff... and fast. This was it. I mentioned he was an apt pupil. So he did it--crowding the ceremony into the last day of a bride's favorite month of June--in 1938. A son, Edward, was born in 1939 followed three years later by a doll of a naughty Marietta, com- pleting a real family. deNavarre again made good this time as a father of parts. A couple of years before, Ed deNavarre had contracted with D. Van Nostrand & Co., to deliver a manuscript on the "Chemistry and Manufacture of Cosmetics." The book was published in 1941. Its immediate sale throughout the in- dustry, United States, and abroad, established Ed deNavarre as an author of top standing in cosmetics, in this age. The consulting business pros- pered with increased staff and facilities. He built a comfortable home in Grosse Pointe Farms-- later a cabin in the woods on Indian Lake, Oxf•)rd, Michigan, where charcoal steaks alternated with cut- ting grass and building terraces. There, Jeanette and Ed delight to entertain their many friends. Ed deNavarre reads all foreign publications available and those of significance to his work in this country. He is, what is known in the trade, as a "sample hound." Collects eagerly all samples in the category of supplies and materials, plus technical literature. In- cidently, he has naturally accumu- lated one of the finest cosmetic libraries in the industry. He is an eager tireless worker-- with inexhaustible energy. With 1•:,, writings, we are all familiar. He loves to publicize new materials, new methods, and new applications of known materials, ever searching the field of new developments and never failing to bring public notice in generous fashion to the technical people who are doing worth-while work.' He is a natural contributor giving freely of his own time and work. In his philosophy, those who give, also will receive--the working of the immutable law of com- pensation. Of a fairly emotional type, he is broadly human, a bit shy, yet he plunges in where many angels might fear to tread. He welcomes any criticism or debate--and sometimes gets both. Nevertheless, he faces any adverse music that heads his way, unafraid--the mark of a man