The Jackson progress-argus. (Jackson, Ga.) 1915-current, January 15, 1976, Image 2

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Newspaper Page Text3axfeson Trogrsss-^rgus J. D. JONES PUBLISHER (1908-1955) DOYLE JONES JR. Editor and Publisher Published every Thursday at 129 South Mulberry Street. Jackson. Georgia 30233 by The Progress-Argus Printing Cos., Inc. Second Class Postage paid at Jackson. Georgia 30233. Address notice of undeliverable copies and other correspondence to The Jackson Progress-Argus, P.O. Box 249, Jackson, Georgia 30233. NATIONAL NEWSPAPER MSOCUTIBH fmill lUI Fr..rr.i>g] NNA SUSTAINING == MEMBER-1975 Advance Subscription Rafes, Tax Included: One Year - $6.18 School Year $5.15 Six Months $3.87 Single Copy 15c Guest Editorial BY VINCENT JONES One of society’s brightest flowers that often blooms unnoticed among the wealth of human fauna, is its unwed eligibles. These gems of humankind who believe it is better to be laughed at for not being married than to cry because you are, are often referred to as maids and bachelors. Oftentimes, the prefix “old” is added to their title by a community that is more derisive than truthful in cataloging its members. Actually a maid who “no’s” too much is declared ancient at 25 by the middle-age matron of 50 who would be delighted to swap ages and places with her at the flip of a husband. By the same token a man of 30 who has not yet given a woman the chance to divorce him must accept in absentia the “old” title whenever his friends speak of him in muted tones of either envy or pity. Those who have been lucky in love deserve a better fate than to be the objects of the ridicule that is often hurled their way. There should be a law against using the prefix “old” for maids under 50 and gents under 60. After all, some people are slow to make vital decisions. Due homage should be paid those maids who failed to strike when the iron was hot, for the number who prefer a salary to alimony is few and their industry warrants our praise. Then, too, you can’t blame a girl for liking dates of the Dromedary type better than some of the sour lemons who want to be squeezed. And many a maid, after looking over those who looked her over, is still glad that she was over looked. Those men who have tried to sleep with cold feet pressed against their spine find adequate rewards in their single sCate. Being born single, they have never Lower Cancer Rate In Butts County Special to the Progress-Argus NEW YORK, JAN. 10 Because of a sudden upsurge in cancer deaths in most' parts of the country during the past year, reported by the National Center for Health Statistics, the situation in Butts County bears examina tion. What has been the mortali ty rate locally in recent years? Has it been higher or lower than eslewhere? The report shows that there has been a startling and unexplained increase in cancer deaths in the United States in 1975. For decades, it is pointed out, there had been a gradual rise of one percent or so annually in the mortality rate. Unexpectedly, how ever, the rate zoomed by five TELEPHONE 775-3107 OFFICIAL ORGAN BUTTS COUNTY AND CITY OF JACKSON (Reprinted from the January 12, 1956 issue of the Jackson Progress-Argus) times that much in the past year, according to provi sional figures. What caused it? The experts are baffled. They have some theories but no immediate answers. On the one hand they know that considerable progress has been made in the treatment and cure of certain types of cancer. On the other hand, they find that the overall mortality rate has gone up. A detailed study has been launched to determine the cause of the rise. The extent of the cancer problem in Butts County is indicated in the annual reports of the U.S. Public Health Service. According to its last three annual reports, the number of local deaths attributed to cancer has averaged 13 per year, 5 of them due to lung OF ECOLOGY Goodbye Oil Slicks They mm have y “broom" that sweeps up all the oil on water, then deposits the oil into limiting containers —just like doing housework! A leading firm in pollution control. Lockheed Aircraft Corporation, has developed and patented a system known as Clean Sweep that literally gobbles up oil from the surface of water along shorelines and in harbors and deposits it in floating containers for removal. Clean Sweep somewhat resembles the Hopping paddle of old-fashioned river boats. 'flic four-foot diameter, seven foot-long device is capable of recovering as much as 200 gallons of oil a minute under ideal conditions. been convinced that it takes two horses to pull a one-horse wagon. And, too, with most of his boyhood chums happily married, should he decide to take a wife, he wouldn’t know whose wife to choose. Having mastered first-grade arith metic and being happily engaged in proving his theory that one can live cheaper than two, the bachelor is wary of those who would pull the mathematical wool over his eyes. Satisfied with his ability to make seven girls happy one day a week, he sees no reason for changing the tune and making one girl miserable seven days a week. Most bachelors in this day and time, with so many sweet young things trying to ring their hands, must be suspect of having some kangaroo blood in their veins. They look, all right, but when they leap, they leap backwards. Maids and bachelors, in spite of the fun directed at them, help hold the world in balance. They both make ideal baby sitters, particularly where already “built-in”; their advice on the rearing of children is invaluable, though never heeded, and their very presence provides comfort and hope for those of the married gentry who long for the good ole days. Quaff deeply of the cup of life, ye dwellers in the land of singleblessedness, and may this Leap Year sparkle the eyes of ye fair maidens and find you bachelors as agile and elusive as ever. Jest of the Week: A good while ago, said Bob Bowen, a mountaineer saw his first motorcycle on the road. He raised his rifle and shot it. “Did you kill the varmit?” asked his wife. “Hit it, but didn’t kill it,” he said. “I can hear it growlin’ —but I shore made it turn that pore man loose.” Hugh Park, The Atlanta Journal count are non-residents who died in the area. Related to the local population, this amounted to a cancer mortality of 126 per 100,000 people. The general average, throughout the United States as a whole, was 163 per 100,000. It was 134 in the State of Georgia. The recent surge in the rate has sparked several analyses of the statistics to determine responsibility for the increase. A prime suspect is lung cancer. This form of malignancy has been zooming, especially among women, as more of them have been taking up smoking. Other areas of investiga tion include the various chemicals to which man is exposed in his food, the environment in which he works and lives and the possible failure of the body’s natural immunity system. THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA ‘Whatsoever -jj££ Things' By Donald E. Wildmon OBSTACLES TO JOYFUL LIVING One obstacle to joyful living is one each of us is familiar with—adversity, trouble. How much we would like to avoid adversity, and to have adversity avoid us. We dread adversity so much that we daydream about life without adversity. And our dreams are often put into poems and prose. In the 16th century Sir Thomas More wrote about a place called Utopia. How much each of us would like to live there, in Utopia. Utopia was a place described by More as the location of ideal perfection. But it was an imaginary place, a place which did not exist. The word itself dispels reality. It is taken from two Greek words—Ou meaning not or no, and Topos meaning place. Not a place. Utopia is not a place. Utopia doesn’t exist. You can research for Utopia, life apart from adversity, forever and you will not find it. Utopia is no place. There was the little girl who was asked what she wanted to be when she grew up. “I want to be a mother,” she said. When asked if she wanted boys or girls, she replied: “Oh, I don’t want any children. They are too much trouble. I just want to be a mother.” Well, you know and I know that it doesn’t work that way. Motherhood involves children. And living involves adversity. Once, while visiting in St. Augustine, we visited the Fountain of Youth. You know the story behind the Fountain of Youth. Ponce De Leon searched for it, that magical place where you could take a drink of water and have your youth restored. But he never found it. You can’t find something which doesn’t exist even if you spend your entire life in pursuit of it. A life without adversity is like Utopia and the Fountain of Youth, like motherhood without children, it doesn’t exist. It is a figment of the imagination. It would, therefore, best serve your mental health to quit searching for it. If adversity is a part of life, and it is, then we should make adversity pay us dividends. Learn from adversity, use it for enriching your life. For many of us it seems adversity comes in double doses. We are somewhat like the young man in the Civil War who wanted to be friends with both sides. He put on a Yankee shirt and Confederate pants. But the method didn’t work. The Yankees shot him in the rear and the Rebels got him in the arms! Quite often it appears that adversity is closing in on us like the darkness of night. But we need to remember that there is not enough darkness in the whole world to stop the light of one small candle. Don’t let adversity kill the light of joyful living in you. Speaking on this matter of making adversity pay dividends, Herbert Hoover had this to say to the people of America. “The measure of passing adversity which has come upon us should deepen the spiritual life of the people, quicken their sympathies and spirit of sacrifice for others, and strengthen their courage.” Adversity should be made to pay dividends. It should never be an obstacle of joyful living. A temporary diversion, perhaps, but not an obstacle. Weekly Devotional Rev. W'. C. James, Pastor China Grove & Zion Baptist Churches Roman 2:2 DISCOVERING THE WILL OF GOD How can I find God’s will? We must first recognize that we can never completely know it. We cannot be certain that our decision is God’s will, but we can move in what we think is the direction of His will. There are some guideposts which will aid us in this task. 1. We start with patience, (a) Like a student late for class, we rush in, seeking our place. But in our rush we get into the wrong room. One finds God only by waiting for Him. As our eyes must become adjusted to the dark before we can see, so our minds must become adjusted to God before we can see His will. But instead, we rush in, expecting God to adjust Himself to us. (b) Would you find God’s direction in that decision? Then learn to wait. When we are impatient we are prepared only to hear our will for ourselves. Only as we come in the mood of repentance to wait patiently for God’s work will it come to us. Come to God with your mind made up, and you will hear only your own echo. But come to wait, to let your mind be cleared and adjusted to God, and His will will begin to show itself. 2. The second thing we can do to find the will of God is to evaluate ourselves critically. As we wait, let us begin to look to our own motives. Am I coming before God to ask Him to give sanction to my will? Do I really want God’s will or just His endorsement? So filled are we with our own will that it is near to THURSDAY, JANUARY 15, 1976 Grow independently. Take stock in America. Buy US. Savings Bonds. impossible ever to know God’s. As we wait for God, let us purge ourselves of selfishness, that wax which fills our ears so that we are not able to hear God’s voice. 3. We can find God’s will as we learn to walk with God. This is not a native metaphor. We can’t deter mine God’s will for tomorrow if today has not been spent with Him. Often in conversation we will say of another not present, I know what he would do in this situation. We know this because we have spent time with him. How dare we think we can determine God’s will until, like the disciples we have walked with Christ. In the face of crisis those disciples with deep conviction were sure of God’s will for them because they had spent hours, days, months, walking with Christ. (Must close with this question, who is on Satan’s side? (Matt: 12: 22-30). This is the year of the United States’ 200th birth day ; what better time for all of us to strive together in making Butts County the kind of county in which we can be proud to live? As this new year takes its rightful place in history, let us make a history of our own —a history made by concerned people working together to beautify and conserve Butts County. Be fore 1976 was even six days old, plans were in the making for Butts County’s Beautifi-, cation Through Conserva tion. Just figure for a minute: if even 5,000 of our citizens each picked up one tiny piece of trash per day this year, then nearly two million eyesores could be elimi nated! Consider too, what beauty could be had, if these same people planted even one flower seed apiece. Let us all try to have not only patriotic pride in America, but also personal pride “on the homefront.” Perhaps we could have a Bicentennial. Cindy S. Brown Publicity Chairman BCABC I am a 42-year-old Maine man who wants to try to reach any descendant rela tives, friends or old neigh bors of J. ? S. Gregory, the last old Boy in Gray of Indian Springs. Gregory was, I think, one of Georgia’s last four Confederate soldiers. My ambition is to be able to honor him with detailed mention in a national report. Mr. Gregory was 98 in early 1948. He must have died sometime during the sum mer of 1948. I hope to discover his date of death and to secure a copy of his obituary. I am one Yankee who does revere the South’s grand old Confederate veterans who were nearly all gone by late 1949. Will reply to any response received. My TIME FOR A CHANGE OF HABIT SAVING MONEY ON A REGULAR BASIS IS ONE OF THE SOUNDEST HABITS YOU CAN DEVELOP. AND THERE’S NO BETTER TIME THAN THE FIRST OF A NEW YEAR TO BEGIN! AT GRIFFIN FEDERAL YOU RECEIVE THE HIGHEST INTEREST A FEDERALLY INSURED SAVINGS & LOAN CAN PAY. DEPOSITS MADE BY THE 10th OF THE MONTH EARN FROM THE FIRST. SEE US TODAY Mi M u — 1 ,wwJ LENDER 348 Muiber.y St P O Box 3601 Telephone 404- 775-2710 JACKSON GEORGIA 30733 Progress-Argus Honor Roll 'New Jk Renewel Subscription! of The Put Few Days Jack McLees, Jackson Sandra Johnson, Covington Mrs. Albert Schwamlein, Forsyth Mrs. M. G. Finney, Jackson B. F. Pelt, Decatur Mrs. M. L. Watters, Jackson Nelson Andrews, Center Hill, Fla. Charlie D. Moore, Jackson Johnnie King, Flovilla Wayne King, Flovilla Sgt. Bernard Fuller, FPO, San Francisco, Calif. Mrs. Adele Tolleson, Or lando, Fla. Mrs. J. H. Duffey, Atlanta Mrs. Z. L. Burford, Jackson Mrs. Louise Lummus, Forsyth Aubrey Kersey, Jackson T. J. Thaxton, Jackson Phil Maddox, Jackson Raymond Waits, Jackson J. Glynn Wright, Forsyth Edgar B. Duke, Flovilla Mrs. Howard Nix, Jackson T. F. Freeman, Forsyth Thos. F. Freeman, Macon Mrs. Ralph Eberhart, Jackson Linton Grant, Atlanta A H. Caldwell, Griffin W. J. Varner, Newark, N. J. Mrs. J. K. Zellner, Jr., Forsyth Robert Franklin, Stone Mountain Mrs. G. W. Caston, Jenkinsburg Wynne’s Clip Bureau, Livingston, N. J. Mrs. J. F. Duffey, Forsyth Frank W Childs, Jenkins burg Jack Jolly, Jenkinsburg Mr. & Mrs. Pierce Power, Jenkinsburg Wright Watkins, Jackson K. N. Hinnant, Jackson Mrs. Sam Henderson, Jackson address: Jay S. Hoar, Star Route, Farmington, Maine 04938 Jay S. Hoar Ass’t. Prof, in English A. J. Swafford Of Ellenwood Died Jan. 1 Funeral services for Mr. Alex James Swafford, Sr., 71, of Ellenwood, were held at 11 o’clock on Saturday, January 3rd, at Ward’s Glenwood Chapel, Atlanta. The Rev. S. Leamon Thomas officiated with interment in Fairview Memorial Gardens under direction of Horis A. Ward, Inc. A native of Indiana, Mr. Swafford resided in Butts County where he was a farmer for a number of years before moving to Ellenwood. He was in business with his son at Conyers until his death. Mr. Swafford suffered a stroke New Year’s Day and was carried to Clayton General Hospital at six o’clock in the morning and passed away at 3:30 that afternoon. Survivors include his widow, the former Marie Spencer; a son, A. J. Swafford, Jr. of Conyers; a sister, Mrs. Maggie Street of Shellburn, Indiana; a grand daughter; one grandson; a great granddaughter; several nieces and nephews. Pallbearers were Jim Whitaker, Jacky Spencer, Dennis Spencer, Emory Spencer, Wendell Spencer, Calvin Fish, Jr. and Billy Lunsford. ♦ HQSPIM NEVUS Patients at Sylvan Grove Hospital during the period of January 6-13 include: Lillie Mae Davis, Anna Shannon, Gertrude King, Mary Sands and baby girl, Willie Polk, Grace Crum, Suzy Kate Wright, Ida Mae Watson and baby boy, Johnnie Cook, Willie Price. Hattie Lummus, Marvih Hightower, Mildred Willard, Sheila O’Neal, Leannelle Henderson, Samuel Webb, Robbie Tine Kersey, Wright Watkins, Sr., L. M. Grier, Priscilla Coogler, Erma Smith, Mary Harkness, Jane Mallet, Alice Sims.