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(1955-1975)
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Editorials
Thanksgiving, 1976
Americans everywhere will
celebrate Thanksgiving, the great
holiday of the hearthside, this
week. And if it is a day dedicated to
giving thanks to a Gracious
Providence for all gifts, great and
small, it is even more a day
dedicated to the idea that families
can best offer their praises by
being together.
So by land, air and sea, the
wayward begin the homeward
trek, eager to view again the old
homeplace where life had its
beginnings and, oftentimes, its
sweetest days. For it is here that
the friends, the hearts and the
hands most dear can once more be
clasped and embraced. Roaming
can often be lonesome and there is
no sweeter spot on earth than
home.
Sorrow, along with joy, can
flow mingled down with such a
reunion. The dreams of many a
vanished year can be reawakened
and tug at the heartstrings. The
empty chairs speak eloquently of
silenced voices and silvered heads
bear mute evidence of time’s
erosive passage.
But most of us around the
family board can give thanks for
life’s blessings, those kept as well
as those lost ; for the deathless love
that binds families together and for
those who bequeathed us this
legacy and lit for all to see the
quenchless lamps of changeless
love.
As families, we will offer
praise and thanksgiving to the
Giver of every good and perfect
gift. But as a nation, we have been
Wait 'Til Next Year
Among the football fans, only a
very small percentage of whom
can be associated with perennial
winners, wait ‘til next year is the
cry heard most often as the autumn
days grow chill at the season’s end.
The Jackson High Red Devils
played unpredictably most of this
season, losing games they should
have won and winning occasionally
when perhaps they should have
lost.
Jackson Athletic Director and
head football coach Tommy
Carmichdel said before the season
Christmas Lights
Once again, this newspaper, m
cooperation with the garden clubs
of Butts County, is sponsoring a
Christmas doorway lighting con
test for both residences and
businesses in the City of Jackson.
The fact that cash prizes are
being offered the winners may be
some incentive but the real winners
in this contest are the homes of
every participant.
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blessed richly, far exceeding both
our expectations and our worthi
ness.
The nation, and the world, is at
peace. Hopefully, this Thanks
giving night will not be punctured
by a single rifle shot fired in anger.
There is unrest to be sure, in the
African developing nations, in
Ireland’s religious fratricide, in the
continuing struggle for supremacy
in the mid East.
But, a least, there is not open
warfare. And there are indications
that the incoming president will
make overtures to the Russian
leaders that may result in a
lessening of the drift towards a
nuclear confrontation.
There is the hope, and the
prayer, that President Jimmy
Carter can bring some stability to
the American scene, get us away
from brinkmanship diplomacy in
our foreign relations, talk sense to
both labor and management and
get concessions from each for the
national good, and that the nation
might be entering upon anew era
of brotherhood and mutual respect.
Thanksgiving this year is a
time for sober reflection on the part
of all Americans for the great gifts
God has bestowed upon the nation
as it now celebrates its 200th year
of freedom.
Perhaps it is a time, and a day,
when we should ask one more favor
along with our peans of thanks
giving. Maybe it is the day we
should ask God to give us grateful
hearts. And, so blessed, all other
expressions appropriate to the day
would flow from it.
started tljat 1976 would be a season
of rebuilding, that graduation had
depleted the fine 1975 squad and
that it would take time and
patience to build another football
machine of that caliber.
Under the circumstances, we
feel that Coach Carmichael, his
staff, and the Jackson High Red
Devils are to be complimented on
compiling a fine 5-4-1 loss record in
1976. And so we tip the Argus
fedora to them all and wish them
every success when the 1977
football season rolls around next
August.
For years, Jackson has been
recognized as one of the most
attractively-decorated small towns
in Georgia during the Christmas
season, both in the downtown and
residential areas.
All of us can help enlarge this
favorable image by saying Merry
Christmas to all with a doorway lit
with all the love and the joy of the
Holy season.
THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA
The Last
Straw
BY
VINCENT JONES
Memories of Thanksgiving
...The rattle of the grates on
the cold Thanksgiving Days
as Dad shook down the coals
before laying the fire... The
thrill of having the family all
together for one day, as
holidays were not so preval
ent then...
The annual Thanksgiving
Day ritual of pecan gather
ing, with the croker sacks,
the ladder and the choice
pieces of stove wood all
prepared for the harvest...
The, year that Dad got down
the old single shot .410
shotgun and knocked a
squirrel out ot the choicest
nut tree and how proud I was
of his marksmanship...
The year I almost missed
the harvest after being
tabbed a diptheria carrier
and, taking a most painful
shot in a fleshy part of the
body, I could only crawl on
all fours under the trees...
The football games we
played all fall on the nearest
kindly lawn and those
embarrassing days, after
breaking an arm at Dr.
Franklin’s pony farm when
my attempted stiff arm was
so crooked as to make would
be tacklers laugh...
How we would often use the
day, if we had not done so
previously, to take to the
woods in search of the
perfect tree for Christmas,
usually a cedar, occasionally
a holly, but never a
pine... Listening to the Tech-
Georgia freshman game on
radio and how it seemed a
1,000 miles away and you
wondered if you would ever
be old enough or rich enough
to see one in person...
On those rare, wine and
roses days when a hunting
trip to the farm had been
arranged and Dad, Doyle and
I would take our assorted
firearms out to go with the
single shot .12 gauge of Wade
Pew and how Mother would
spend several hours siting
by the whitewashed fireside
with Mrs. Pew while we
traipsed field and forest,
bagging nothing but the
sheerest of pleasure...
And the earlier years,
when Granny was with us,
and the cold, gray day kept
me punching the fire in her
room most of the day...And
the stories she would tell of a
haunted house she knew
when she was just a girl and
of the terrible day when
Sherman’s legions rode into
the yard, burned the barn
and outbuildings, took poul
try and livestock and spared
the house only when her
mother told the officer that
her husband was a mason...
And Gran, a girl of 12 at the
time, said she hid under the
bed until it was evident that
the men intended no personal
harm to anyone in the house.
And the Thanksgiving
programs held at our church
early in the morning, with
the paper bags filled with
apples, oranges and nuts to
be delivered to the sick, the
infirm and the poor, and how
this lesson of Christian
charity has remained
indelibly imprinted on my
memory...
The walks to town with
Woody through the cold,
frosty night air, our months
blowing pure smoke with
every breath, to see Dick
Powell, or Irene Dunne or
Bruce Cabot at the Dixie
Theater... The mad dash
home along the root-strewn
sidewalk, with the north wind
making dancing ghosts out of
the few remaining leaves...
The weekly ritual of a
winter bath in a galvanized
tub before a roaring fire that
was not hot enough to pierce
even a thin body, leaving
either the front or rear
alternately burning or freez
ing...
And, with the leaves gone,
watching the lights come on
in the neighbor’s houses as
the children came in from
their play and the fathers
from their work, with
mothers having hot suppers
for both and feeling the
tranquility and peace that
settled at each dusk on a
small Georgia town at the
end of every autumn day.
| A Stroll Down |
Memory Lane |
News of 10 Years Ago
Christmas decorations are
being placed in downtown
Jackson and will be lighted
on Thanksgiving night, ac
cording to a statement this
week by Mayor C. B. Brown,
Jr.
The Van Deventer Glee
Club will take a prominent
role at the lighting of the
Nativity Scene on West Third
Street on Sunday evening.
A monstrous sized chicken
hawk, with 50-inch wing
span, came to the end of his
chicken pilfering Friday
morning when Mr. B. D.
Singley gunned down the
winged marauder from the
top of a tree overlooking his
chicken pen.
At its November meeting,
members of the Mimosa
Garden Club viewed the new
promotional movie made by
the State of Georgia entitled,
"Susan Hayward Invites You
to Georgia.”
Rehearsals are underway
for the choir for young people
at the Jackson Presbyterian
Church with Mrs. Laverne
Kinard as director.
Deaths during the week:
Mrs. Fears Weldon; V. H.
(Happy) Ham.
News of 20 Years Ago
A Henry County hunter
was fined $250 for killing a
doe deer in Butts County and
having possession of the
meat when caught by a game
warden.
John Roy Patrick, of
Jackson, Fourth District
Commander, presided at the
Fourth District VFW meet
ing in Griffin on Saturday.
The Jackson High band
members will hold scrap
paper drives on each
Wednesday for the rest of
the year.
The Mimosa Garden Club
announced that Jackson’s
Christmas doorway decora
tions will be judged on
December 19th.
The North Butts Com
munity will hold its annual
bazaar on the square Friday
afternoon and all day
Saturday. Profits will be
used for improvements to the
North Butts Community
Clubhouse.
Deaths during the week:
Albert Michael Garr, 79.
News of lit) Years Ago
Guy Tiller, of the Atlanta
Journal sports staff, told
Kiwanians Tuesday night
that both Tech and Georgia
are bowl bound this year,
with the “game of the
century” coming up in
Athens on November 30th.
The fox population in Butts
County is being thinned by an
irate citizenry with a bounty
of $2 being paid for each pair
of fox ears presented to the
County Commissioner’s
office.
With many growers gross
ing $250 to S3OO per acre, the
1946 pimiento pepper crop in
Butts County was probably
the best in history.
James B. Williamson, son
of Mr. and Mrs. Bryant
Williamson, has been named
editor of the Normanite,
monthly publication of Nor
man Junior College.
Butts County had ginned
2,990 bales of cotton to
November Ist, compared to
3,346 bales to the same date
last year, a decline of 356
bales.
Deaths during the week:
Mrs. Sallie Wallace, 56;
Charles W. Bryan, 72.
News of 10 Years Ago
Bulls County has received
THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 25, 1975
a grant of $11,250 from the
PWA to pay almost half of
the cost of the proposed new
$25,000 county jail.
The fall trade campaign,
sponsored by the Jackson
Co-Operative Sales Associa
tion, is arousing interest
throughout the Jackson trad
ing area. Among those
receiving SIO.OO prizes last
week were:
Mrs. Frank Moore, Dan
Hoard, L. A. Brooks, Miss
Hattie Mae Finley, Mrs. Van
White, Willie Ruth Barnes,
Vadie Lee Hoard, A. A.
Fuqua, Sam Henderson and
A. K. Kimbell.
The Pepperton Cotton Mills
has recently granted a 10
percent increase in wages to
all of its employees.
Mr. O. N. Brownlee
brought three turnips of the
Red Top and Glove varieties
by the newspaper office that
weighed BV4 pounds.
The educational committee
of the Jackson Woman’s Club
is sponsoring a benefit rook,
heart and bridge party.
Deaths during the week:
Henry Ralph Slaton, Jr., 23;
Raymond Lee Weaver, 45.
News of 50 Years Ago
In the special election held
Tuesday for members of the
Butts County Commission
ers, J. W. Maddox was
elected chairman, Gales W.
Jinks was elected to the
four-year term and B. H.
Hodges was elected to the
two-year term.
A two-cent reduction in the
price of gasoline was made
last week, bringing the retail
price of gas to 21 cents.
Dairymen of Butts County
have formed a Cow Testing
Association to guarantee
better and higher quality
milk products.
After having been suspend
ed since September for lack
of funds, the Georgia Market
Bulletin will resume publi
cation with the December
issue.
Attending the Sunday
School convention of the
Atlanta Presbytery in Mc-
Donough were Messrs. Van
Fletcher, R. I. Knox, B. K.
Carmichael and Milton
Compton.
Deaths during the week:
Paul Mote, 32; Mrs. J. C.
Beane.
Viewpoints
A nation’s character is
the sum of its splendid
deeds; they constitute one
common patrimony, the
nations inheritance. They
awe foreign powers, they
arouse and animate our
own people.
Henry Clay
Courthouse Squares
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GENERAVO/V OORT/NUE&
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MISTAHES THE CAST
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By Mrs. Cindy Brown.
THINGS TO BE
THANKFULFOR
1. Little children
2. Homemade Thanksgiving
dinners
3. Doctors and Dentists
4. Pretty weather
5. Good books
6. Happy homes
7. Love from another
8. Love of another
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By Donald E. Wildmon
“GIVE, AND IT WILL BE GIVEN TO Y0U...”
A kind act, done for one’s fellowman, has far-reaching
good effects. It is hard to get some folks to believe that
statement. But it is true. Every kind act one does for his
fellowman makes the world a little better place in which to
live.
Several years ago there was a young drifter in
Australia by the name of Tom Ellis. One day Tom Ellis picked
up an old discarded newspaper and saw an ad in the paper
about a correspondence course in electricity. Although he had
no money, and the correspondence school was in America,
Tom Ellis wrote to the school seeking enrollment. He
appealed directly to Fenton Howard, the man in charge of the
school. Howard allowed Tom Ellis to enroll in the electronics
course despite the fact that the school would never get a
penny from Ellis.
It was an act of kindness on the part of Fenton Howard.
He was trying to help someone along life’s way who was
trying to help himself. It was through that course, and the
kindness of Fenton Howard, that Tom Ellis learned a life’s
trade. Tom Ellis stayed with the course for several years
before the Second World War broke out. And then he enlisted
in the Australian navy.
I say again that a kind act, done for one’s fellowman,
has far reaching good effects. Life is designed so that when
you help yoqr fellowman you help all men, including yourself.
What was it that the Carpenter taught about giving a stranger
a cup of cold water? And helping those who are in need? You
see it is a very practical way of living.
During the Second World War Fenton Howard was
wounded while serving in the Pacific. The ship on which he
served as a naval electrician had been disabled. A shell had
damaged the generator on the ship and hand crippled the
ship’s power supply. An electrician was desperately needed to
do some repair work on the ship, else Fenton Howard’s
chance of survival would be ever so slim.
An SOS distress signal was sent out asking for help for
the damaged ship. There was an Australian ship nearby and it
came to the rescue of the disabled ship. The electrician from
the Australian ship came on board, repaired the damaged
generator, making it possible for the ship carrying Fenton
Howard to sail back to America. The act of repairing the
generator saved the life of Fenton Howard. If you haven’t
already figured it out, the Australian electrician’s name was
Tom Ellis. It was the same Tom Ellis whom Fenton Howard
had helped years before.
An old preacher by the name of Koheleth many, many
years ago said it this way: “Cast your bread upon the water,
for you will find it after many days.” Centuries later the
Author of Life put it this way: “Give, and it will be given to
you.”
A kind act, done for one’s fellowman, has far-reaching
good effects.
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By Ruth Bryant
FROM HERE TO THERE
Sitting on my back porch
In my old rocking chair,
My eyes behold familiar scenes
Of beauty, grand and rare!
My ears are tuned to blue-birds’ songs
With melody free from care!
My heart is quivering with the leaves
On luscious limbs out there!
My soul is reaching for the sky
Where heavens, God’s work declare!
9. God and His House
10. Stars
11. Loyal pets
12. Faith
13. Medical Progress
14. Memories
15. Dreams
16. Heat
17. Good Friends
18. Being alive
19. Chirping birds
20. A day to give thanks