In order to make my autobiography entirely truthful, I have heard things from other people that I do not remember in the same way. I would love to get suggestions from people telling me what happened in the past that are deeply meaningful. Two examples:

First, there is the baby bottle with the whiskey. As I recall it, one time in the early '60s, I wandered down Nassau Street in Princeton and found a store that was selling baby bottles with nipples attached. I bought one. Then I took it to Fine Hall for the math tea time. What I seem to recall is that I put some hot chocolate in the bottle and then sat around and sucked on it. But what I have heard from others is that I put whiskey in the bottle and then sucked on it. I seem to recall that it was difficult to suck the hot chocolate, and so it could have happened that I rinsed it out and filled it up with whiskey. I always had a bottle of whiskey in my office in Princeton, and when a speaker came to give a topology seminar, I would try to get the speaker drunk. After all, a drunk speaker is usually more fun than a sober one. Also, there is a problem with seminars, which I call A.S.S. (attention surfeit syndrome), in which a person sits quietly even when completely bored. This is a serious problem with education in general, and especially in serious seminars and colloquia, where some chairman or other thinks people should shut up and sit still. If the audience drinks too much, they will snore and distract the speaker; but when the speaker is drunk, it all works out pretty well, usually.

Second, there is the ``Class Cancelled!'' story. Early in my career, when I was starting to teach at Princeton, I got to give some seminar talks on my work on PL manifolds, involving the Engulfing Theorem and high-dimensional Poincare Conjecture. I did not do a good job of this; there were many details, such as general position, which I did not really know how to do; the typical proof was just by hand-waving. I do recall "great" topologists in the audience, such as Milnor. And I think I called it off eventually; finally getting the proofs of some details in my Tata notes of 1967 or so. But I have heard a slightly different story, which is that I was actually assigned a graduate topology class to teach; I started out by trying to prove some basic lemmas and getting stuck. So, the next meeting of the class, I got stuck at about the same point. In the third meeting of the class, I still couldn't get the details right, and so I looked seriously at the audience and said ``Class Cancelled!'' --- Could that have really happened? I have always believed that young faculty members in the Princeton math department only were allowed to teach those undergraduate classes that were filled with children of rich alumni, and only after many years of this was one allowed to teach a graduate course. But maybe I had the opportunity and flunked it.

Is it allowed nowadays at Princeton to suck on a baby bottle in the common room at tea time? Do seminar organizers try to get the speakers drunk nowadays? Can a teacher get disgusted with a class and cancel it? What else can we do now to get the chairman and the dean embarrassed and irritated and angry???