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Up the Hill , Down the Vale ,
It's Three Cheers for Avondale
No small community can hope
to long thrive and prosper without
good corporate citizens.
In Avondale Mills, Jackson and
Butts County have one of the very
best.
Our citizenry, recipients
through the years of many
evidences of Avondale’s gene
rosity, were touched again last
week when the Indian Springs
Plant of Avondale, through its.
Superintendent Bob Betts, ceded
eight acres of land to Butts County
for use as a training center for the
mentally retarded.
With this site, and with a
SIOO,OOO building that hopefully can
be erected on it, the County’s
Oh , For a Good Old Southern
Boy As Secretary of State
Ve don’t have anything against
Henry Kissinger, ve just can’t
understand him.
And now along comes the
presidential heir Jimmy Carter
who says that if he does make it to
the White House, he may install as
his chief foreign diplomacy maker
a Poland native with an unpro
nounceable and unspellable name.
Shades of Dean Rusk, who was
the last Secretary of State we can
remember who spoke intelligible
English.
Why can’t a Georgia peanut
farmer get him a Mississippi cotton
farmer, or a Tennessee coon hunter
or a Virginia lawyer as a Secretary
of State? At least he could
understand the advice given him,
whether he followed it or not.
This language, or brogue,
barrier is very evident in our
diplomatic relations today when
the president is calling for a
Food Prices Don't Make Sense
Anyone who has ever tried to
interpret prices for food items in
different areas of the country is in
for a head scratching.
Wieners in Atlanta are bring
ing 83 cents a pound according to a
recent marketbasket comparison,
while they are worth $1.49 a pound
in Miami, Eggs are worth 73 cents
a dozen in Atlanta, 59 cents a dozen
Pity the Poor Editor
Pity the poor editor.
If he attends a meeting, he’s
being nosey ; if he doesn’t, he isn’t
interested.lf he writes an in-depth
story; it’s too long; if he condenses
one, it’s incomplete. If he takes
sides on an issue, he is
prejudiced; if he doesn’t, he is a
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neglect of its mentally retarded
citizens may soon come to a halt.
The program to date has been
marked by selfless dedication of a
few workers, inadequate space and
improper training tools. In spite of
these handicaps, worthwhile re
sults have been, and are being,
achieved.
The land grant by Avondale
should prove the stimulus needed
to get the program off dead center
and moving towards the ultimate
goal of restoring every trainable
retardate to a useful, meaningful
life.
A good corporate citizen is an
invaluable asset to any community
wishing to turn today’s dream into
tomorrow’s realization.
100-billion dollar plus defense
budget to keep America strong,
and Kissinger, or somebody, is hell
bent on giving away the Panama
canal, built by American money,
on American land, and vital to
America’s long-range defense.
The dangers are apparent and
inherent. While one nationality is
building up the nation’s strength,
another one is frittering it away.
We think it is high time a
president came along who would
put together an All-American team
at the cabinet level, all of whom
talked the same language and had
the same common aspirations and
beliefs in this nation’s strengths
and rights.
We have a notion such an
action, or promise, would meet
with the approval of not only the
Southern voters, but with the
Northern, Eastern and Western as
well.
in Miami.
And that old American staple,
pork chops, goes for $2.32 a pound
in Atlanta, while in Salt Lake they
are lapping them up at $1.49 a
pound. We didn’t know Utah grew
that many hogs.
It is a checkered price pattern
and one that must leave even the
experts baffled.
coward.
If he asks for advice, he’s
incompetent; if he doesn’t, he is a
know-it-all. If he expresses an
opinion, he wants to run the show;
if he doesn’t, he lacks guts.
If he misspells your name, you
never forget it; if he doesn’t you
didn’t read the story.
THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA THURSDAY, JUNE 10, 1976
The Last
Straw
BY
VINCENT HINES
With the advent of the
Bicentennial season full upon
us, little time or note is left
for the celebration of other
birthdays, particularly that
of a female member of the
feline family.
But longevity sometimes
affords a person, or animal,
more attention than would
otherwise be given, so per
haps a pause is in order to
remember the birthday of
Alice, the 20-year-old female
cat who has adopted the
Jones domicile as her home.
Measured by human stand
ards, her age would be
between 140-to-150 years, and
her life span would already
more than cover that of two
average humans.
She lives out her sunset
days in peaceful pursuits,
having full range of the house
and never venturing very far
into the yard, Inside, she
catches the warming sun at a
window on a desk or a table
and in the winter she literally
drinks in hot air from the
heat registers, savoring it as
an alcoholic must enjoy hard
drink.
When her master comes
home from work, and the
family has settled down for
the evening, she will mew
and complain if he goes to his
office for some night work,
rather than offering her the
solace of a warm lap.
Almost stone deaf now, and
with only one tooth, her
eyesight is remarkably good
and she can see danger,
primarily from dogs, ap
proaching at far distances
and scurry for the nearest
tree.
Outside of a sensitive
spine, diagnosed as arthritis
by amateur veterinarians,
her health remains good,
although her mistress com
plains about her being a very
finicky and unpredictable
eater.
Part of the irony of her long
life and the loving care she
has been given is that she
entered life as a reject. She
was discovered in a ditch by
the house in June of 1956, a
pure brindle of certain alley
cat extraction. Is there a
moral there somewhere, that
how we leave life is more
important than how we enter
it?
Spayed early in life, she
has never known the normal
affections afforded by a
tomcat, although through the
years she has had many who
sought her favor.
None of the toms has been
quite as persistent as Yellow
Boy, a nondescript yellow
male not of proud parentage,
who for years has been so
entranced with Alice that he
will sit and look at her for
hours, causing her much
dismay which occasionally
results in a slap in the face
for the would-be-swain.
As proud and patrician as
Alice is, and she has always
conducted herself as a
princess making it easy to
understand how the Egypt
ian could glorify the species,
Yellow Boy is the precise
antithesis. Of humble mien,
he walks the grounds as a
slave not as a master, always i
seemingly grateful for a
show of affection or food
when offered. His mistress
classified him as a “very
satisfactory cat” and that is
high praise indeed from a
feeder of cats.
Meanwhile, Alice goes on
growing old gracefully, not
an easy task for animal or
human, becoming a little less
nimble here, a little less
watchful there, faltering
some in step, sleeping more
and eating less. But doing it
all with a patrician grace and
manner about her that seems
to say, I appreciate all of the
favors you all have given me
through the years and I just
want to show you that I know
how to make my exit from
the stage as a true lady.
She has taught us much
more than we have taught
her. And blessed indeed has
the whole family been that
somebody’s rejected kitten
for 20 years has been one of
the family’s most prized
possessions.
A Si rol l RW'B
Memory Lane
News of 10 Years Ago
Receiving awards at
recent graduation exercises
at Jackson High School were
Bonnie Washington, girl’s
athletic award; Jimmy Pat
rick, boy’s athletic award;
Ginnilu Etheredge, B&PW
award; Charles Breedlove,
Sylvan Grove Hospital
award; Emily McKibben,
Mallet scholarship; George
Weaver, The Kym Cos.
award; Lindsey Powell,
Avondale scholarship; Janie
Settle, DAR award, and
Larry Morgan, PTA award.
ABW Chevrolet was hold
ing its grand opening and
open house in the new facility
on East Third Street.
Riley and Helen Plymale
retired after a combined
teaching career of over 100
years. Mr. Plymale was a
native of Butts County, his
parents being Mr. and Mrs.
R. B. Plymale. The couple
retired at Mercer University
after spending 24 years
there. They also taught at
Tift College for a number of
years.
Willie Lee Cash was
valedictorian of the Hender
son High graduating class of
70 seniors.
Otis Bunn, 85, of Forsyth,
died during the week.
News of 20 Years Ago
Construction of the new
Jackson-Macon Short Route,
which will reduce mileage
between the two cities 9.1
miles, is nearly complete and
traffic has already begun to
use the new road.
The Jackson Merchant’s
Association Appreciation
Day program, begun last
July, will close out on June 9
after almost 11 months of
operation. During that time
$2,537 in script has been
issued to winners of the
weekly event. Many other
valuable consolation prizes
have been awarded.
A mass meeting has been
called for all citizens
interested in a wine manu
facturing concern locating in
Butts County.
Thomas H. Stallworth died
during the week.
News of 30 Years Ago
Two former governors
were to speak in Jackson
next week. Ed Rivers on
June 8 and Eugene Talmadge
on June 12. Both are
candidates for governor and
are opposed by Jimmy
Carmichael.
Several ladies are being
given special training to
operate the Jackson division
of Spalding Knitting Mills,
which is to open here soon.
A. C. Freeman, well known
lumber dealer and producer,
is erecting a planning mill
across the railroad at East
Third Street.
Report From
Indian Springs
By Mrs. Clyde Hoard
Mrs. Sandra Stephens of
Hogansville visited friends
here Thursday.
Rev. Ed Hoard of Atlanta
visited his parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Dan Hoard, Monday.
Recent guests of Mrs. Belle
Waldrop were Mr. and Mrs.
Danny Maddox and son of
Atlanta and Mrs. Maggie
Scott of Griffin.
Mrs. Louis Taylor, Miss
Lisa Taylor, and Mrs. Dan
Hoard were visitors in
Griffin Tueday.
Weekend guests of Mrs.
Margaret Greer were Mr.
J. Duvall Patrick, recently
discharged from the Army,
has resumed his position as
clerk at the Jackson post
office.
David Edgar Estes, son of
Mr. and Mrs. D. D. Estes, is
to receive the Bachelor of
Arts in Library Science from
Emory University.
Richard W. Watkins, Jr.
has been named parliamen
tarian of the Demosthenian
Literary Society at the
University of Georgia.
News of 40 Years Ago
Col. Benjamin G. Garland
is being welcomed as the
newest member of the
Jackson bar.
N. F. Land, chairman of
the Butts County Health
Council, hopes to work out
plans whereby public health
nursing can be carried on
until July 1 by public
donations. Funds for the
program were cut severely
- by the state government.
Mr. and Mrs. C. M.
Compton attended gradua
tion exercises at Presby
terian College where their
son. Milton, was awarded an
A.B. degree.
The South court square in
Jackson has improved
noticeably in appearnace
lately. Bud’s Place has had a
new front added, Etheridge-
Smith Cos. has added attrac
tive display windows, the
interior of Carmichael Drug
Company has been painted
and anew floor laid.
Deaths during the week: L.
D. McKinley, 76, of Sandy
and Tom Watson Hardy, 42,
of Flovilla.
News of 50 Years Ago
A hay mixture of wheat,
oats and vetch that yielded
172 two-horse wagon loads,
estimated at 43 tons, from an
eight acre field, is the record
made by W. A. White, of
Stark, one of Georgia’s best
farmers.
Joe Taylor Pittman, a
Butts County boy who has
made his home in Covington,
reports the citizens there are
delighted with their new
paved streets. Jacksonians
will vote June 29 on a bond
election that will determine
when, and if, Jackson’s
streets will be paved.
Southern Bell advertised
its residence rate at $1.25 a
month, and business rate at
$1.50 a month.
The Larkin D. Watson
chapter, United Daughters of
the Confederacy, has ar
ranged for the film, “Dixie”,
to be shown in the school
auditorium Saturday even
ing. Admission will be 15 and
25 cents.
Charlie Pittman, 31, a
former Butts countian, died
at his home in West Palm
Beach, Fla.
and Mrs. Lamar Hogan and
Clay Hogan of Dublin, Mrs.
Cecil Brown of Macon, Mrs.
W. W. Goetz and Meta of
Warner Robins, Mr. and Mrs.
Frank Zontek, Walter and
Teresa of Tallahassee, Fla.,
and Mr. and Mrs. Buster
Duke of Jackson.
Victor Goetz of Warner
Robins and the University of
Georgia is working at the
Park this summer.
Mrs. W. T. Roach of Dublin
spent the weekend with her
sister, Mrs. Dan Hoard, and
By Mrs. Cindv Brown
I have a best friend who
really is a best friend. She
likes me even when I am
wrong; she cheers me up
when I am down; she could
call on me for help at any
hour and I could do the same
with her. You know, I think
that sometimes we don’t
value good friendships as we
should. Maybe we’re just
such busy folks that we fail to
find time to appreciate those
who mean so much to us and
do so much for us.
My senior high school class
(1966) is having its first
reunion this Saturday. Boy,
am I looking forward to
seeing all my old friends. I
want to see if I have aged as
much as I think! When I
received my invitation to the
get-together, I immediately
rushed to the mirror I
don’t look seventeen: What a
shock! I very carefully
|T| ‘Whatsoever
Things'
By Donald E. Wildmon
EIGHT GREAT WORDS
Two other great words are “Thank you.” Thank you is
merely expressing appreciation for something someone else
has done. It is a very simple phrase, this thank you. How
many times we could use these words to show appreciation
and fail to do so.
Psalm 108 is a wonderful psalm for it is a psalm which
says “thank you” to God. Four times in Psalm 108 we will find
this phrase: “Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast
love . . . ’’And that is, indeed, a very enriching thing to do.
To say thank you. To God. And to our fellowman.
It was Cicero who put it this way: “A thankful heart is
not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all other
virtues.” It is awful hard to enjoy the good things in life
without a heart which can say thank you.
Even a dog says thank you. Every time I feed our dog
he just wags his tail as fast as he can. It is his way of saying
thank you for his meal. Even a dog is grateful enough to
express his thanks. And the dog isn’t the only animal which
does so. I ran across a poem written by Lorraine Good about a
squirrel which said thank you.
He scurried down the gnarled old tree
While two sharp eyes peered out at me,
A bushy tail wagged to-and-fro,
I found a hazlenut to throw.
And on his two hind legs he rose
To catch it; then, in comic pose
He entertained with cunning pranks
Squirrel talk denoting ‘Many thanks!”
Which would you rather do business with, a place where
you are told “thank you” with a big smile or a place where
you are ignored when you have paid your bill? I need not
answer that question. In fact, I have met many successful
business people whose business has flourished because they
said “thank you” to their customers.
Eight great words. Let’s move on to two more. “I’m
sorry.” Very simple words, aren’t they? Yet they are perhaps
the two hardest words in the English language for us to speak.
In fact, they could very well be the two least used words in the
world.
These two words show that you have regret for a wrong
which has been committed, or a heartache suffered-intention
ally inflicted or not. These words indicate humility in the
person who speaks them. These two words show that you care
about the other person.
In Psalm 38:18 we read the words of one who cared: “I
confess my iniquity, I am sorry for my sin.” Often our pride
keeps us from admitting we are wrong, and thus saying “I’m
sorry.” I read once of a blacksmith who had just finished
beating a horseshoe and laid it aside. It was white hot. In
walked a city-slicker and picked up the horseshoe. He
immediately let go of it. “Hot, ain’t it?” asked the
blacksmith. “Naw,” said the city-slicker, “it just don’t take
me long to inspect horseshoes.”
Just as that city-slicker was reluctant to admit his
error, so often are we reluctant to say “I’m sorry.” I wonder
how many marriages have been broken, how many
friendships have been ended, simply because no one was
willing to say “I’m sorry.” (To be continued)
Mr. Hoard.
Mr. and Mrs. Bill Holloway
spent Sunday with Dr. and
Mrs. Allan Batchelor and
children in Bremen.
Mrs. Minerva Caulder
visited her aunt, Mrs.
Ermine McKown, in Atlanta
last week.
Mrs. Paul James of
Flovilla visited Mrs. Dan
Hoard on Thursday.
Guests over the weekend
with Mr. and Mrs. Joel Crane
included Mr. and Mrs. Jerry
Crane and family of Warner
Robins, Steve and Scott
Fletcher of Locust Grove.
Mrs. Emma Norsworthy of
Stockbidge spent Sunday
with her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Charlie Williams.
Mrs. J. B. Henderson of
McDonough was a recent
guest of Miss Blannie
Stallworth.
selected my outfit for the
occasion —a pleated wool
skirt, white monogrammed
blouse, Bermuda socks and
penny loafers. Actually, my
husband has decided I’m
crazy; he went so far as to
suggest that I also wear my
old basketball sweater. And I
might do just that. Oh, to
regain those years.
Old friends, new friends,
happy friends and blue
friends. Take a minute to call
a friend and thank him for
being himself.
CONGRATULATIONS
This week my congratula
tions is really to get well.
Mrs. Cindy Smith is a patient
in the Upson County Hospi
tal. We wish her a speedy
recovery and a big thank you
for being a lovely person and
good friend.
EVEN THE VEGETABLES
ARE MIXED UP
If your world seems
topsy-turvy at times, con
sider the vegetables growing
in the garden of Lillie Maude
and J. D. Akins of Jenkins
burg, Rt. 1.
Lillie Maude brought three
potato plants by the news
paper office Tuesday morn
ing with fully developed
tomatoes the size of marbles
on them. The tomatoes drop
off before maturing, she
reports.
She reports that several
years ago a similar occur
ence happended. Perhaps
the mystics can read some
omen into the mystery.
"Better be happy than wise."
Scottish proverb