Rec'd at MVZ Feb. 5, 1937 Biographical Notes on Russell Hubricht Fired by a zeal for bird-study that one rarely sees, of a genuinely sincere nature and simple of personal habits even to point of literal neglect, Russell Hubricht will be long remem- bred by me as a friend of early college days. He was then a resident of Los Angeles, about 1928 to 1936, and I personally knew Hubricht when he lived successively at three different ad- dresses: one address my earliest recollection of him, was from West eighth Street. He was often met at Wratlake Park in Los Angeles, particularly during winter months when I was watching ar- ribsl and departure of water birds. At this time he was employed in a garage in, I believe, Wratlake district. Later he lived on Pixel Street and finally on Wilshire Boulevard only a trifile mine than a block from my home (1631 Shatts Street). I knew him best when he moved to Wilshire Blvd. address. Here he lived in a shack in rear of lot, the roof of which leaked so badly that he kept his precious bird books under his cot, the only dry place. He asked me to keep some of his bird-lines, I remember, at my house to avoid damage or theft. He spent all of his scant earnings, beyond barest essential needs, for bird books and field trips in his old delapidated Ford touring car. While at this last address he was employed at a machine works in Maywood and made daily observations on birds to and from work, as was his custom generally. Native of Missouri and of a poor city family, he had no near relatives in California except an aunt, a dressmaker, who lived in Boyle Heights, Los Angeles. The aunt took slight interest in his livelihood and had no appreciation of his interests. Cursed by epilepsy he had serious difficulty holding a position for any considerable length of time. His physical appearance was marred by loss of two front teeth that gave him a satirical grin. I always held his work on bird identifications in highest regard for he carefully verified his conclusions based on use of a good binocular and regional persis- tence. He visited museums to study skins and enjoyed discussions with interested persons. I remember very well accompanying Hubricht on trips to Chatsworth Lake, San Fernando Valley, and at Bellona Marshes and Echo Park in Los Angeles. He always put birds first. With fingers numb from cold air have stood along banks of Los Angeles River near Universal City scanning every thicket for rarer sparrows, adjusting our field glasses only with difficulty. He