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I HAPPENED to be at home one afternoon
last week and made the sad mistake of turning
on the television. Now, I’ve heard about soap
operas but believe me, they’re worse than
anybody ever mentioned.
I sat mesmerized, shocked and appalled! I
thought I had problems! Well, I’m here to tell
you I’m a saint compared to those folks on the
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Our Opinions
Hide Valuables
Reports of burglaries of homes appears
to be on the rise here lately, but they’re
different.
The burglars seem to be only taking
jewelry, guns and other small items,
whereas the reports previously revealed
stolen goods such as appliances, televi
sion, etc.
With the high price of gold and silver
these days, the burglars seem to want on
ly those items that are easy to take, easy
Census On Way
Census time is just around the comer.
Next month local people will receive ques
tionnaires in the mail and be asked to
complete them.
These questionnaires will try to obtain
correct information concerning popula
tion and statistics about people. A lot of
federal and state funds are approved ac
cording to the information obtained in the
census.
This is a major task and will require a
lot of planning and work. We urge
Crazy Soaps
Jim Cosey
soaps.
I couldn’t believe what I was watching.
Thank goodness my daughter was in school.
I’ve been to some R rated movies but they were
mild in comparison to the afternoon soaps.
Let me just tell you what I saw in one 30
minute period
IT STARTED off with a lady (and I use that
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to get away with and east to dispose of.
Check your homes for such valuables.
Don’t leave expensive jewelry or coins
where they can be taken. Protect yourself
against such would-be robbers.
And as always, take every precaution
available to prevent the burglary of your
home. Mark appliances with social securi
ty numbers, keep a list of serial numbers
and don’t make it easy for those who
would stoop so low as to break into a
private home and steal.
everyone to complete the forms and
return them promptly so that the informa
tion can be sorted and compiled.
It is believed that when the census is
completed that Forsyth County will show
a tremendous growth pattern over the last
10 years. When this is proved the county
and city will more than likely be eligible
for more funds for future progress.
Let’s all cooperate with the census
bureau so that we can show that Forsyth
County is one of the fastest growing and
most progressive counties in the state.
term loosely) named Monica running down the
halls of a hospital screaming. You see Monica’s
new bom child is about to die. Now that’s bad
enough, but you see Monica’s husband is not
the real father of the child, but he doesn’t know
it Now, the only good doctor who is qualified to
save Monica’s kid’s life is the real father and he
knows it. To complicate things the wife of the
good doctor also knows that her husband is the
father of Monica’s baby.
And Monica is afraid that the real father
won’t perform the operation on his own kid and
then her husband will find out that he’s not the
real father.
In the meantime, the sister of the husband
knows that her brother is not the real father
and she’s out to prove it and tattle so her own
child will inherit a bunch of money. And, the
sister’s husband is a no-good, low-lying son of a
gun who is playing around on the side with a
waitress in the local tavern. They’re in cahoots
to do the wife in and take all the money for
themselves.
If we ever get a chance to travel, we really
should. Sure, a lot of it is aggravating. Par
ticularly if its of an interstate or international
version, involving public transportation.
Now public transportation in itself could easi
ly be the greatest impedence to travel. After all
the very term public transportation has the
most i lesant conatations. The government
says, that this is the way everbody must go.
Wonderful Washington, D.C., actually has
favored traffic lanes for cars with several peo
ple in them less favored lanes for single piloted
autos.
So there seems little doubt which way the
Federal Government wants to go. But whether
the Federals can sell the program under the
name of “public transportation,” is doubtful.
You can’t help but visualize the crating up and
movement of cattle, or maybe even caged
chickens.
Afterall nobody wants to be “transported” at
least not in public. It almost sounds like you’re
some sort of helpless vegetable or freshly killed
chicken.
Really, wouldn’t we qjl prefer to drive over
good highways in our 0, comfortable car, at
whatever speeds werefAnagable? Isn’t this
the real American way?
But public transportation is what’s required.
So we force ourselves into shrunken airline
seats, except of course those Federal
employees who can get a doctor’s directive, re
quiring larger first class accomodations. Some
poor folks smell bus fumes to and from work, or
perish the thought even across the country.
Then there are of course the tranis, probably
the potentially most comfortable way of mov
ing. But at present still suffering from anti
quated coaches rolling over ancient track beds.
So we move around the country to do our
business, visit our friends and relatives or take
our vacations.
“The Olympic Games are above politics?”
You have got to be kidding!
“The Olympics are for the purpose of glorify
ing individual athletic abilities around the
world! ” You’ve got to be kidding!
The “Nazi Olympics” of 1936 were political.
Hitler excluded Jews from competition and
refused to honor Jesse Owen’s victories
because of his race.
The 1972 Olympics in Munich became the
stage for murdering 11 Israelis by Arab ter
rorists.
Again in 1976 the Olympics became political
and 32 nations withdrew from the co etitions
because of the racial policies of South Africa.
Few people who watched the Black Power
salute by athletes during our national anthem
will say the Olympic games in Mexico were
above politics.
Already Moscow is shipping out anyone who
might speak out against socialism. Journalists
have already been warned to cover only spor-
Save Newspapers
Dear Editor:
According to an item in a recent issue of US
News and World Report, there is an over
whelming demand for used newspapers to be
used for such things as newsprint, egg cartons,
boxes, home insulation, etc., and the shortage
is especially acute in our section of the country.
Indeed, a large new paper mill was opened in
Georgia in June, using old newspapers at e. rate
of 180,000 to 200,000 tons a year.
The American Paper Institute thinks shor
tages will be even more severe when the
While all this is going cm, there’s the
daughter of the wife of the doctor who recently
got raped and she’s in a bad way. Her husband
can’t understand why she won’t tell who did it
and he’s trying to blame everyone in town.
Then there’s a brother to all these characters
whose wife is crazy and in the nut bouse, but
before she went crazy she sold her child
without the husband’s knowledge. I’m not quite
sure how she pulled that one off.
But, you see, the kid was sold to this friend of
the husband’s and she knows whose child it
really is and she’s afraid her friend, the doctor
father, will discover his son is nearby and liv
ing with a friend, and try to take the kid back.
I was sure by this time that nothing more
could take place but after the commercial it got
worse.
Enter one woman who is a former “lady of
the night” and was also recently raped by the
husband one of her best friends. Well, he got
caught and sent off to prison just as his wife
gave birth to a new child. But, the wife got
Sawne* Sam Sez...
By
George Robertson, Jr.
Traveling
As is often said the best thing about a trip is
the getting home.
I really do have the solution for a better more
pleasant way to travel, water. Navigable rivers
service many parts of the country and old
canals still survive from the pre-railroad days
in which they were built. Hunters, trappers,
even settlers moved on these waters, as well as
barges carry cargo.
It certainly had to be a pleasant way to
travel. And one of this writer’s lifetime goals
has been to sail the Delta Queen from Memphis
or even Cincinnati, down the Mississippi to
New Orleans.
President Carter looks like he enjoyed his
Minnesota-lowa Mississippi cruise.
Now, one problem with the wonderful water
transportation has always been that it took you
a month of Sundays to get where you’re going.
But faster boats could be the answer here. The
British and French have a fairly swift air
cushion type boat crossing the English channel.
These days, people say is a delight to journey
on.
My space minded sons can possibly count on
another alternative, their personal rocket pack
that will lift you off and move you laterally in
the direction you want. I hope that me gets
here before this traveller retires.
Meanwhile folks, if your car’s not practical,
or you can’t get there on foot, or by bike or cy
cle, that it’s public transportation.
But if we have to live with it, let’s make it
more livable.
Every airline passenger ought to be entitled
to some reasonable amount of cubic feet. Those
wonderful whale-like busses better come up
with either a better exhaust system or a more
completely burning engine. And the good old
transis, they can just clean up their act.
Rockets away, ya’U...
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By Julianne Boling
Political Games
ting events and not politics.
One definition of the word sacrifice is:
destruction or surrender of something valued
or desired for the sake of a higher object or
more pressing claim.
Americans have always made sacrifices. We
are a nation of people who have always been
willing to sacrifice our lives and our fortunes
for a higher or more pressing claim. Our
American athletes cannot be the exception.
They should willingly sacrifice their own
desires for fame and honor and realize there
are people dying in various corners of
Afghanistan.
The Olympics are politically and financially
important to the Soviet Union. The American
people should not deny President Carter the on
ly real weapon he has against Soviet aggres
sion.
A willingness to sacrifice for a more pressing
claim is an important heritage of the American
people. Let us not lose it now.
economy begins to rally and is increasing a
campaign to encourage people to turn over us
ed newspapers.
Perhaps one or more of Forsyth County’s
civic-minded groups could assume respon
sibility for administration of such a program i
would be happy to save my old newspapers for
this purpose, and I’m sure there are many who
feel as I do about throwing away newspapers
that could be re-used.
OPAL M. DARN ALL
smart and found out what had happened and
threw him out of the house, just before he got
caught and sent off.
I guess there is still some justice left in this
cruel world.
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BY THIS TIME I was so exhausted by just,
watching the soap that I needed a rest.
And let me tell you, some of the scenes on the
afternoon programs are unreal. They don’t
leave much to the imagination. Why there was
this one scene where the mean husband of the
mean sister went to his girlfriend’s house and
he took her a present of a bear skin rug. Well,
he proceeded to lay out the rug in front of the
fireplace and the girlfriend walks in wearing
one of those thin, frilly nightie things (and it’s
the middle of the day!) and without saying a
word she tries out the new bear skin rug and he
begins to take off his tie and coat
and....and....and....
Well I was on the edge of my seat by this
time. Of course the story went off and will be
continued the next day.
I am still in shock at what I viewed.
Oh, by the way, my lunch hour has now been
changed to 3 p.m. It’s just a much more conve
nient time for me to get away from the office!
See ya at the soaps!
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FORSYTH FACES-Bill Thomas enjoying
basketball game... Frank Corley getting get
well wishes... Nancy Clackum having make-up
party... Doris Holbrook enjoying special pro
gram... Donna Glover having surprise send-off
party... Martha Tallant renewing subscription,
to newspaper... Jim Hammond discussing
building mountains... Carl Cone acting like a
tree... Mary Frances Gandara trying to figure
out about “spear-chuckers” as related to
Shakespeare... Jim Adams having fun in new.
darkroom.
Cathy Puckett
Special
Letter
Dear Papa Frank,
I was so sorry to hear you got sick and had to
go to the hospital. When you are down and out I
guess I start counting my blessings and realize
how lucky I am to have a “Papa Frank” and
“Mama Lou.”
I feel very special having an “extra” family
like you folks, and wish everyone could be as
lucky as I am. It seems like only yesterday we
were laughing and kidding you about being so
strong and lifting all those frozen ducks we
were going to cook for the Yon Kipper celebra
tion. Remember the bright yellow bath robe
you were presented with, that had big red let
ters on the back stating, “Strongest Papa
Frank of 1942?”
You realize Papa Frank, you gotta hurry and
get all better, ‘cause things just aren’t the
same when you’re sickly. We have really been
through “thick and thin,” together, and if your
diet holds up, I guess we’ll go through “thinner
and skinny,” as our friendship continues down
the pathway of life.
While we have had our ups and downs, we
have had some very special times together.
Remember when we decided to “cement” our
relationship and get married? Everything was
going fine until I showed up with David and the
trombone and you said, “No Way!” That’s
about the time you decided we shouldn’t get
married because of the difference in our ages.
When you said you would just adopt me, I was
totally and completely convinced you were
adopting me because I am so sweet and
precious, but you said it had something to do
with a tax deduction on your 1040 form.
You know Papa Frank I never noticed how
silvery your hair was when we went on our
wood-cutting expeditions. I recall one time you
wouldn’t let me lift that big heavy log in the
truck, cause you were afraid I’d strain a mus
cle I didn’t have.
Boy are you smart! Every time a tennis ball
somehow found my carport window and came
crashing through, you always managed to be
the best repairman I could find. By the way
Papa Frank, Dave and Paula Jean have been
practicing tennis on the carport again.
I was glad to hear you are out of the hospital,
but sorry to hear you are having some legal
problems with the hospital. Now, pappy, I’m
sure that red-headed nurse built like Charles
Atlas, wasn’t really trying to compete with
Richard Petty when she wheeled you down the
corridor to x-ray. They weren’t picking on you
by giving you that icy-cold bed pan, all bed
pans are icy-cold, I thought everyone knew that
- don’t you ever watch General Hospital on
television? And good grief, why be so upset at
the nurse sticking those toothpicks in your eyes
to get you to wake up for a sleeping pill, why
that’s general hospital procedure, didn’t you
know that?
Hurry up and get well so we can “break
bread” together real soon. I think we’ll have to
find another restaurant to go to in Gainesville,
though. You see, that last time we went to the
restaurant that features, “All You Can Eat,”
for |3.50, well, they closed the day after we ate
there last.
We’ve certainly been through a lot haven’t
we? Remember when we helped Mama Lou get
operated on? And how about the time we were
so excited when Bo got his deer? What about
the time we had to doctor Granny-darling’s
broken shoulder? And don’t forget when we all
had too much swimming and too much
watermelon and all had to be doctored?
I’ve been so depressed thinking about you be
ing sick and not being your usual “sweet and
syrupy” self. Hurry up and get well Papa
Frank, and don’t be upset about all those stit
ches. I’m sure you can have some cosmetic
surgery and still be able to wear a bikini this
summer when we go sun-bathing.
Love, kisses, bunches of hugs, and all that
mushy stuff.
“PUCKETT-BABY”
P.S. By the way Papa Frank, you ole’ thug, I
love you!