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Jackson Progrcss-^rgus
J. D. JONES PUBLISHER
(1908-1955)
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IT’S THIS WAY
BY DOYLE JONES JR.
Jest of the Week: A man’s life is twenty years of having his
mother ask him where he is going, forty years of having his wife
ask the same question and, at the end, having the mourners
wondering too.—Ties.
• • •
THIS AND THAT ABOUT THESE AND THOSE
Georgians were saddened at the explosion at the Thiokol plant
at Woodbine last Wednesday that claimed 25 lives and left over 40
injured, many critically. In number of lives lost it was the most :
tragic disaster in Georgia since the Winecoff Hotel fire and hola
caust that took some lit) lives in 1046. Most of the victims were
women and the blast was of such epic proportions that some of the
victims were killed some distance away and some of the bodies
were hurled three to five hundred feet. The sympathies of people of
good will go to the families of those who lost loved ones in the ex
plosion and to the survivors, some of whom will be maimed for life.
. . . Dorner Carmichael is a long way from home and we trust
enjoying it. in fact, she’s about as far from home as one can get
unless she joins the next Apollo flight to the moon. She’s in Saigon
as a recreation worker with the American Red Cross, having arrived
there last Sunday after a flight from Washington, D. C. Dorner
graduated from the University of Georgia in December with a
major in Psychology and recently underwent a two week’s training
course in the nation’s capitol before flying to Saigon. She is the
daughter of Mr. and Mrs. M. W. Carmichael of Jackson and has
many friends here who will follow her career with interest . . .
Cathye Blue Johnson brought her white Persian cat, Ginger, by the
office Friday to inquire about a subscription. Her husband, Navy
Ensign Thomas E. Johnson, is being transferred to Texas from Pen
sacola. The office staff took on considerably over the beautiful cat,
Ginger obviously enjoying the attention from such a coterie of cat
lovers. Cathye said that a neighbor gave her Ginger when a kitten
and that she is now nine months old. Good luck to the Johnsons
and to Ginger . . . N. F. “Pete” Land can qualify for one of the
most “unforgettable characters” I ever met department. We are
sorry to report that the venerable 90-year-old Pete is a patient at
Sylvan Grove Hospital where he is recuperating from injuries suf
fered in a recent automobile mishap. Not serious, Pete is quick to
tell you, “but painful.” Pete is an emeritus member of the Jackson
Kiwanis Club and when health permits, which is usual, he is always
in attendance, delighting members, young and old, with his wit and
humor. In his younger days, he is a retired mail carrier, Pete was
a wheel horse in keeping the Red Cross fund drives alive and was
much interested in the Butts County Historical Society. At Kiwanis
Pete is teased often about the "young widows” but Pete is too
cagey to allow how young and who. Despite his years, Pete is an
avid fisherman and traveler, often taking off by himself to visit
relatives and friends in Massachusetts and Texas. He has a youthful
approach and outlook on life that many men half his age would do
well to emulate. Hurry back, Pete, we’re missing you at Kiwanis.
. . . Most of us are accustomed to seeing cats, dogs, squirrels and
possums squshed and squashed on our city streets, victims of man’s
maniu for too fast driving, but a rare type of “varmint” joined
the ranks Friday. A large, fat and very dead coon was seen on Mc-
Donough Road, perhaps proving that Jackson’s four-legged wild
life is becoming tamer. Or at least more venturesome . . . We like
this: “My dears,” announced the matron at the bridge party, “my
New Year’s resolution is never to repeat gossip—so for heaven’s
sake, listen carefully the first time.” ... A statehouse official is on
record through a directive to department employees that he is op
posed to long hair, moustaches, and mini skirts. On two we agree,
but on the third our comment is “poor fellow.” He’s letting down
the males of his generation . . . Jackson narrowly missed the danger
and destructiveness of a major ice storm by the skin of our teeth
Thursday morning. From ten o’clock Wednesday night it sleeted,
snowed and rained, occasionally all at the same time, while the
mercury did a tight rope act between 32 and 33 degrees. Thursday
morning there was a slight mantle of ice on shrubbery and cars, but
it was so thin that it crumpled at touch. In Atlanta driving was
more hazardous but by some strange meteorological quirk it was
warmer in Rome and Dalton than in Jackson and Atlanta. Local
residents breathed a sigh of relief to awaken Thursday morning
THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA
Guest Editorial
THE MACON TELEGRAPH
GAMBRELL’S APPOINTMENT
OPENS 2-YEAR CAMPAIGN
Gov. Jimmy Carter said his appointment of Sen.
Russell’s successor would be a surprise, and was it
some surprise. Ask Ernest Vandiver.
We should have learned by now that it is the way
of Georgia politics for foregone conclusions to sud
denly turn into halfbaked guesses.
The new senator, David H. Gambrell, appears to be
a brainy, compassionate, able sort who would
strongly appeal to Gov. Carter, a far more progres
sive fellow than his campaign would lead one to be
lieve.
However, whether Sen. Gam
brell’s brains, compassion and
ability can move him in front of
that crowded track of political
horses now pawing and snorting
for the 1972 race is quite an
other matter.
There’s Mr. Vandiver, smarting
over the insult of being shoved
aside by Gov. Cai’ter; Lt. Gov.
Lester Maddox, who just might
work the senatorial campaign
into his schedule if he can resist
the tempatation of running for
president; Carl Sanders, who
must vindicate himself after the
gubernatorial thrashing; Rep. Bill
Stuckey, a young man with am
bition and the money to back it
up; Labor Commissioner Sam
Caldwell, expected to announce
for senator two years ahead of
time; State Treasurer Bill Bur
son, who tasted Washington as a
senator’s aide and wants to go
back; and Rep. Fletcher Thomp
son, who wolld like the promotion
but may be elbowed out of the
way by fellow Republican bigwig
Howard “Bo” Callaway.
Sen Gambrell will need all the
skill he possesses just to keep
from being trampled in the stam
pede.
PERSONAL
Spend the day guests Sunday
of Mr. and Mrs. Ira Cawthon and
Horace were Mr. and Mrs. B. C.
Rushing, Susan, Bob and Alan
of Warner Robins, Mr. and Mrs.
W. B. McDaniel, Teri, Scott and
Brad McDaniel of Decatur, Mr.
and Mrs. Herman Cawthon, Mark
and Wally and Miss Becky Cook
of Jackson.
Mr. and Mrs. K. K. Williams
and Keith had as their dinner
guests Sunday thei r children, Mr.
and Mrs. B. O. Williamson.
Friends of Rev. Joe Parham
will be glad to know he is resting
comfortably in the Griffin-Spald
ing County Hospital following
surgery there last Thursday.
and find that the ice storm just brushed us—once over lightly . . .
The Butts County Lions are to be commended fo r their project of
giving away dogwood and redbud seedlings once a year, usually in
February. This was done the past Saturday and the trees went
in a hurry, hopefully to afford beauty to Jackson and Butts County
yards and gardens in the next few years.
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Letters To
The Editor
I would like to thank you for
your kind remarks about me in
your exceptionally fine eulogy to
Senator Russell in the PRO
GRESS-ARGUS of January 28th.
We, of course, were all sad
dened by the Senator’s passing
but we cherish the memory of our
association with him.
More than anything else, Sen
ator Russell was proud of the re
spect and affection which the
people of Georgia had for him,
and I know he would have been
particularly touched by the
thoughts in your eulogy.
I am looking forward to get
ting back to Georgia and spend
ing more time in Jackson. I hope
to see you from time to time.
With best wishes and personal
regards, I am
Sincerely,
Charles
February 4, 1971
Charles E. Campbell
Administrative Assistant
Richard B. Russell
United States Senate
Washington, D. C. 20510
PERSONAL
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Ballard
visited his parents, Mr. and Mrs.
Roland Ballard, in Barnesville
during the weekend.
Miss Gloria Williamson and
Bob Prater spent the weekend in
Dadeville, Ala. with his parents,
Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Prater,
and family. Friday night they at
tended the wedding of his sister,
Mary, to Randall Woods in
Weogufka, Alabama.
Friends of Leonard Washington
will regret to learn he is a pa
tient in the Macon Hospital where
he was admitted last week.
‘Whatsoever Things’
BY DONALD E. WILDMON
"THERE COMES A TIME ...”
It was several years ago now that Jim Vaus
came out of service from the Second World War.
In the service, he had learned much about elec
tronics. Many folks would have considered him a
master in the field. At least his bosses thought
he was pretty good.
Jim Vaus was working fo r a group of or
ganized gamblers following that devastating war.
He made good money. That’s what most criminals—gamblers or
businessmen —are looking for. Jim got the jobs—such as wire tap
ping—and got the good payoffs.
Waiting Fo r His Flight
One night Jim was waiting for a flight to St. Louis from Los
Angeles and had some time to kill. Billy Graham was preaching in
a crusade in Los Angeles and by some quirk of fate—Providence
perhaps—-Jim Vaus wandered into the place where Dr. Graham was
preaching. Seemingly indifferent to the words of the famed evan
gelist, Jim stood near the back of the hall. He didn’t want to go too
far inside. He was just curious, and was planning on leaving as soon
as the “show” was over.
As he always does, Dr. Graham
gave the invitation for those whd
would give their life to the Car
penter from Nazareth to come
forward during the singing of a
hymn. As the crowd sang, a hand
tapped Jim Vaus on the shoulder
and he heard a voice speak.
“Will you go forward with me?”
the gentleman asked. In natural
reaction, Jim Vaus turned on
him. “Lay off me or I will knock
your head off,” Jim blurted out.
The soft-spoken man spoke again:
“You can do anything you like
to me but that won’t right things
between you and God.”
It must have seemed like ages,
but it was just a matter of sec
onds till Jim Vaus took that first
step toward the altar. Each step
came easier. With emotion show
ing in his face, Jim walked down
that aisle vowing to make a clean
break with the past, to change
things, to settle the matter be
tween him and his Creator. At the
altar that night, Jim put away
the old Jim Yaus and put on a
new one. He went away from
that meeting a changed man. His
break with the past was almost as
dramatic as that of the Jewish
tentmaker Paul.
Time For Decision
There comes a time in every
man’s life when such a decision
has to be made. He has to look
at himself, ask himself some deep
questions, and come face to face
with the facts. The result isn’t
always like that of Jim Vaus.
Many times when the time comes
for the decision we just ignore it,
pretending it isn’t there, giving
no thought to our Creator and
: our Carpenter.
Back in the 1800’s James Rus
sell Lowell wrote: “Once to every
man and nation comes the mo
ment to decide, in the strife of
truth and falsehood, for the good
and evil side . . . Then it is the
brave man chooses, while the
coward stands aside, till the mul
titude make virtue of the faith
they had denied.” This could be
your moment. For Jim Vaus the
moment he made his decision was
probably the last one he would
have had. You see, the plane he
didn’t catch that night was met in
St. Louis by gunmen who had
orders to kill him.
How many more chances do
you have? Are you sure about
that?—FlVE STAR
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THURSDAY, FEB. u, 1971
READERS WRITE
2/1/71
Mrs. Brenda Williamson:
You were so kind and sweet to
make the remarks concerning me
in you r recent column. Words
spoken or written—could never
express my sincere appreciation
to you.
I always read you r column with
the feeling of joy to be able to
sense your wonderful attributes
of devotion, strong faith and
marvelous outlook upon life.
These qualities are rare in so
many persons today.
I’ll surely miss Jackson. It will
ever be dea r to me. I’m sure I’ll
grow “homesick” each week as I
continue to read every line of
The Progress-Argus even the
want ads.
Perhaps sometime you can
come to Jekyll for a visit. I’d love
it.
Sincerely,
AVIS MATTHEWS
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