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%ntk son Vvngtzss-^tgvLS J. D. Jones Publisher (1908 1955) Doyle Jones Jr. Editor and Publisher (1955-1975) MRS. MARTHA G. JONES PUBLISHER VINCENT JONES EDITOR OFFICIAL ORGAN BUTTS COUNTY AND CITY OF JACKSON Published every Thursday atl29 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. One Year, in Georgia $6.24 Six Months, in Georgia $3.91 Editorials Common Sense Is Not Common There is a close correlation between good common sense and good government. It is rare indeed to find one present and the other missing in any public agency. The present system adopted by the Butts County Board of Commissioners, the Tax Commis sioner and the Tax Assessor Board of having property owners make tax returns to the Board of Tax Assessors makes sense to the County’s property owners. Since the tax assessors will eventually have to scrutinize each piece of property any way, why not begin with them and let the taxpayer check his holdings against the tax records, and provide the board with a list of machinery, buildings, livestock, improvements and other pertinent The Belt Tightening Continues The effervescent Democratic Senator from Wisconsin, William Proxmire, who is about as persistent as a south Georgia gnat when it comes to ferreting out Washington bureaucratic waste, has honored a distinguished Georgia with his latest “Golden Fleece” award. The Senator monthly points out areas of wasteful federal spending and awards the “Golden Fleece” to those who dare expose the Washington hierarchy’s idiotic and prodigal habits. The latest honoree is Max Cl eland, of Atlanta, a triple amputee of the Vietnam War, who heads the S2O-billion-a-year Vete rans Administration. His rank entitles Cleland to a chauffeur-driven limousine. In stead he drives himself to work each day in a specially-equipped car with over 160,000 miles on its speedometer. In honoring Cleland, Proxmire pointed out the difficulty in eliminating this one government perquisite. He also asked a pertinent question that demands an. immediate answer by every ablebodied servant of the public in Georgia Power for Georgians With their pocketbooks still in the recovery room after an intensive and lengthy struggle with the rigors of a woeful winter, Georgians are naturally not ecstatic over the announcement that Georgia Power Company is seeking a $l9B million rate increase that will raise residential rates an average of 19.6 percent. The Company needs $3.0 billion for construction and S4OO million for an environmental program, according to a spokesman. Which is understandable, if this expenditure is going to serve Georgians and not the three other Advance Subscription Rates, Tax Included: TELEPHONE 775-3107 NATIONAL NEWSPAPER ASSOCIATION tMIWt lilT fr.tr>*>> El NN A SUSTAINING * Bi MEMBER-1977 One Year, Out-of-State ~.57.28 six Months. Out-of-State $4.16 data, the fair market value of which the assessors will then be in a better position to judge. This initial meeting between the assessors and the taxpayer also affords both parties an opportunity to better understand the devices used to determine fair market value and its applicability to a particular piece of property. Although the practice does not guarantee immediate satisfaction to either or both parties, still it offers a face-to-face forum in which reasonable men and women can resolve most of the difficulties that would otherwise have be be settled in court. Here is a case where good common sense is being applied to an area that is too often fraught with volcanic tensions and bruised personal feelings. Washington: “If a triple amputee who holds both the Bronze and Silver Stars gets himself to and from work every day, how can any admini strator, director, commission chairman, undersecretary, admiral or general or other self proclaimed Washington big shot hold up his or her head when being carried to and from work in a government car?”, he asked. Like no other president in our life time, President Carter seems determined to remove some of the frills and hijinks that have been traditional trappings of the Wash ington scene. If he can’t get the high-livers to Plains, he is at least bringing some of the Plains common sense to an official Washington that has been too pompous and over-stuffed, too adroit in the art of self-indulgence and too hesitant tp relinquish the heraldry of its vaunted power. Senator Proxmire and Presi dent Carter are on the right track. And the people are behind them all the way. Neither Washington, nor the nation, will suffer as a result of this program of deflating egos. states served by the Southern Company, of which Georgia Power is an operating affiliate and chief income producer. For years the Alabama Power Company, also a member of the Southern team, has had its profits and its ability to expand capacity restricted by the State’s regulatory agency which has been reluctant to grant rate increases. The Georgia Public Service Commission would do well to inquire diligently into the inter state pooling of power within the Southern Company system and its policy on cross-state transfers of THE JACKSON PROGRESS-ARGUS, JACKSON, GEORGIA The Last Straw BY VINCENT JONES Reprints of old editorials are often used by editors, not because they believe their words immortal, but rather to illustrate the point that the fundamental things of life still apply and change very little. At the request of a friend, we are repeating an editorial that appeared in this news paper on February 27, 1947 under the same column head, in which we attempted to set down some of our basic beliefs. It went as follows: “People daily are becom ing lost in the hurly-burly maelstrom of a slightly dizzy world; propaganda is seek ing to distort the truth and personal philosophies of life are failing to meet the, test. In the midst of this chaos, many people are wandering around, leaving their think ing to others and picking up second-hand thoughts that have become dulled by their use. Many have adopted the abject philosophy of “I don’t know what to believe.” We like to hear a citizen express himself with the words, “I believe.” We like independent thought and not the kind that is half-assimi lated from the latest editorial page or gleaned from a scrambled account of a radio commentator’s opinion. We believe that ideals, like stars, should be the govern ing forces in our lives and that each of us would do well to learn, and follow as closely as humanly possible, at least some of the following as a personal code of ethics: To believe in the Majesty of man and the Immortality of God. To love truth as a dog loves a bone, no more ardently, no less eagerly. To find, pleasure in the simple things of life: a cat’s gentle purr, the whack o( a dog’s tail on the carpet, a child’s belief in Santa, the glory of a sunset. Not to praise people for their goodness, nor admonish them for their badness, but to love them for their whole someness. To find peace within ourselves, the only sensible place to look for it. Not to waste our time and substance seeking happiness, but to open our eyes and hearts to discover that it surrounds us. To find solace in prayer and comfort in the kind words of friends. To respect Death as much as we love Life. To believe blindly only in religion as the one philosophy not intended for mastery by man. To believe in Independence Day, Thanksgiving Day, Memorial Day and other national holidays that repre sent sacrifice, fortitude, spunk and courage. To treat knowledge with a certain degree of humility as all great things must be dealt with meekly. To believe that the 10 per cent of man that isn’t animal can rise above the 90 per cent that is. To hate a deceiver as earnestly as a small boy hates a bully. To believe in all things close to your heart worship fuliy, knowing that from nothing will you receive more than you give. To lighten every friends load a little each day. To keep an inward trust, deep within your secret heart, that the one life you have to live tvill be. the best one within your power to live. electrical energy. It is one thing to ask Georgians to finance adequate earnings and power-generating capacity to serve the state. It is another thing altogether to ask Georgians to l Tv i A Stroll Down Memory Lane News of 10 Years Ago Butts Countians have con tributed $1,121.00 to the 1967 Heart Fund drive, according to Miss Dorothy Thomas, chairman. This is $124 short of the $1,245.00 goal. Western Auto Supply Com pany has presented Fred G. Raney, owner of the local Western Auto Associate Store, with a handsome plaque in recognition of his 10 years of community service. Philip Westbury has been named an Area Director of Georgia’s Civil Defense program. Buford Mitchell, of For syth, has been elected president of the Flint Bar Association. Richard W. Watkins, Jr. was elected to the Board of Governors of the State Bar of Georgia. At a recent birthday party, members of the Jackson Business and Professional Women’s Club honored its past presidents, Mrs. Helen Spencer, Mrs. Jane Powell, Mrs. Mary Sasser, Mrs. Gladys Wilson, Mrs. Maymie Coggins, Miss Elizabeth McMichael, Mrs. Jewellene Polk, Mrs. Lucile Ridgeway, Miss Dorothy Thomas and Mrs. Maurine Shields. Sixth District Congress man John J. Flynt, Jr. has bagged a buck the hard way, with his car Thursday night on the read between Eaton ton and Monticello. For tunately, neither the Con gressman nor Mrs. Flynt were injured. Deaths during the week: Oscar Taylor, 57; Robert C. Knowles; Mrs. Emma Turner Britt, 86. News of 20 Years Ago The Rev. Sidney L. Waterhouse, associate pastor of the Oakland City Baptist Church in Atlanta, has accepted a call from the First Baptist Church in Jackson and will begin his ministry here on April 14th. The T. A. Nutt Insurance Agency has moved this week into its new building on Byars Street, adjacent to Superior Cleaners. Miss Patsy Jones, daugh ter of Mrs. Edith Jones, has been named the champion speller of Butts County and awarded a $25 Savings Bonds by the Atlanta Journal. Lindsey Powell, son of Mr. and Mrs. M. L. Powell, landed a 17-pound bass on a fishing trip to Charleston. There was doubt, the father said, “whether Lindsey was fishing for the bass or the bass was fishing for Lind sey.” N. E. Walker, principal, announces that Josephine Jones has been chosen Teacher of the Year for the Henderson High and Elemen tary School. Jackson High head football coach Hank Powers an nounced that flu, baseball and track practice will postpone spring grid drills. Chris Tillery, promising sophomore halfback, suf fered a broken leg in practice last week. Deaths during the week: George Whitaker, 7; Grover Cleveland McClendon, 69; J. H. Jackson, 82. News of 30 Years Ago About 50 citizens gathered at the S. J. Ireland farm on subsidize operation of a sister company of the applicant in this case, that has long been guilty of foot-dragging. Georgia power for Georgians, yes. For Alabamans, no. THURSDAY, MARCH 31, 1577 Saturday to watch a demon stration on the best methods to combat the fox infestation. V. W. Cole, Indian Springs park superintendent under both the Talmadge and Arnall administrations, has been reappointed by Govern or M. E. Thompson. C. T. Gibson announced this week that the Jackson Jewel Box will occupy the building on the north court square formerly occupied by Lynda Joyce Cafe. Butts County Representa tive Benjamin B. Garland delivered the baccalaureate address last night to 66 graduating seniors of the University of Georgia Medi cal College in Augusta. The Stark HD Club met at the Tussahaw school house and welcomed four new members, Mrs. Lilian Wil liams, Mrs. Alice Williams, Mrs. Lilly Townsend and Mrs. Mary Lou O’Neal. James Hilley, University of Georgia student, has been named secretary of the Baptist Student Union board of Student Deacons. Deaths during the week: Mrs. Ida Hendricks, 84; Mrs. Lizzie Nelms, 84; Mrs. Suzie Elizabeth Wood, 70. News of 40 Years Ago E. I. Rooks & Son, Jackson construction firm, is con structing a two-story, 16- room brick veneer apart ment building on Dempsey Street for Mrs. J. L. Carmichael. The Mimosa Garden Club has as its project for this year the removal of all old and unsightly buildings in Jackson. The Pace Bus Lines, operatng between Jackson, Griffin, Monticello and Madi son, has moved to new quarters at the corner of Second and N. Mulberry Streets. The U. S. Civil Service Commission has extended until April sth the time for filing for the position of chairman at the new post office building in Jackson. The job pays 50 cents an hour for each hour of actual service. Miss Harriet Buchanan, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. James Buchanan, and Miss Martha Boyt Franklin, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Franklin, Jr., were christened Sunday at the First Methodist Church. Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Godsey entertained 25 boys and girls of the high school set Friday evening in celebration of the 16th birthday of their daughter, Sara. News of 50 Years Ago Commencement at Flovilla High School will be held April 7th, according to Mrs. W. F. Wasdin, principal. Elizabeth Cole is the class salutatorian and Mary Lee Jones the valedictorian. A Jackson man who plead guilty to having a pistol and public drunkenness was sentenced by Judge Ogden Persons to twelve months on each charge. Butts County ginned 7,519 bales of cotton in 1926, the most since the boll weevil struck in 1920. In 1918, the County ginned 17,020 bales. Messrs. J. A. McMichael and Z.T. Buttrill leave Monday for Tampa to attend RpirctfFH T Bv Mrs. CJhdy Brown THE 96 HOUR VIRUS My family and I have recently survived the “96 hour virus!” Actually, the 96 hour virus is not an unknown phenomenon to us, as four of the five of us developed a 24 hour virus, thus constituting a 96 hour virus. And I can honestly say, that my family has the unique talent for all getting sick at the same time, as I have never known it to happen otherwise. Son number one started the sickness: turning a terrible shade of green, and be coming sick at his stomach, he said, “Mama, I don’t feel too good.” Naturally, I joined right in, dividing my time between doctoring the child and being sick myself. Shortly thereafter, son num ber three became sick, promptly causing the house to need a thorough cleaning. As if all this were not enough, the real terror began: my husband got sick. For those of you who are not acquainted with the sick husband syndrome, let me simply say that I would rather have all the rest of us jf"*y ‘Whatsoever j [ l3m : Things' | By Donald E. Wildmonj IT WAS JUST GUS Near Dublin, England, an illiterate young lay preacher started a series of meetings in a barn. Folks who attended said it was a rather discouraging meeting. It didn’t last too long. The preacher just simply stopped the series, packed his bags and moved on to what he considered more fruitful fields. Only a few folks turned out for those meetings, and they weren’t much interested in the series. There was a young boy who had made a decision for the Galilean during the meetings, but no one paid much attention to him. Everybody knew him. It was just Gus. And the crowd hardly got excited .when Gus made his decision. Strange, indeed, are the ways we measure success. Numbers, statistics - that’s the only mefhod many of us use to judge the worth of a venture. So we count as failures those ventures where we are not overwhelmed with numerical success. If the leading citizens of the community had come to the meetings, made decisions to become Followers of the Way, why the meetings would have been a success. They would have been continued! But just Gus? Why, it was as if everyone had wasted his time. A fellow told me recently that hindsight is a whole lot better than foresight. The only problem is that by the time we get to the hindsight place, we have already followed our foresight. And using our foresight vr measure the worth by the size. I remember a story about a Man who made a decision. His townspeople didn’t get too excited about it. This Man decided to become a preacher. When he returned to His home church to preach many of the people wouldn’t listen to Him. Do you know why? It wasn’t because He didn’t have anything to say worth listening to. He did! But it was because of who He was! “Is not this the carpenter’s son?” they asked. And because He was the carpenter’s son, and not the son of the High Priest, those neighbors of His would not listen to what He had to say. Instead, they literally ran Him out of town following His sermon in which He spoke some unpopular truth to them. Well, little Gus grew up and also turned out to be a preacher. He had a lot of enemies, and was an enemy to some people himself. He wrote several books, despite the fact that he died when he was thirty-eight years of age. Those books are out of print now, long since forgotten. He preached many times. More than a thousand in all. But his sermons aren’t remembered now. And Gus also liked to write poems, and songs. He wrote one hundred and thirty-three in all. Most of them have not survived the years since Gus was around. But one song that Gus wrote has survived.the years. And it gives every indication of surviving many, many more centuries. The hymn can be found in nearly every hymnbook you pick up. It is entitled “Rock of Ages.” It is one of the favorite hymns of millions, and has been a source of inspiration to countless numbers. Augustus M. Toplady shot a hole in the popular conception that success in a venture for the Creator can only be measured in numbers. Editor’s Quote Book He is happy in his wis dom who has learned at an other’s expense. Plautus the general reunion of the Confederate Veterans. Miss Ina McMichael will accom pany her father and visit her sister, Mrs. Bertha Bryan, in St. Petersburg. The \V illiam Mclntosh Chapter. D.A.R., will meet Tuesday at the home of Miss be sick or even for me to have halitosis, than for him to become ill. He reverts to his childhood; his Mother be comes smarter than I am; he needs loads of TLC, when all I feel like giving him is KIG - Kick in Guess Where! The only one of the group, who didn’t get sick aside from the pony, was our second son. He didn’t make any of the rest of us feel any better though; he kept walking around saying, “I hope y’all get to feeling better; Mama, here’s some you missed; May I have another piece of cake?” Why me? I have for many years threatened to hire a R.N. to move in with us. I feel, however, that even Florence Nightingale would be hard pressed to keep up with all our ailments. If the IRS would just give me a break, things wouldn’t be so bad. Just think how many more deductions I would have if I could deduct $3.50 per hour for all my hours of nursing time, or if I could deduct my time off from work pay. God Bless You, Uncle Sam. Are you listening? Editor’s Quote Book Life is neither a good nor an evil, but simply the scene of good and evil. Senaca Mary Downs, with Mrs. E. H. Pace as cohostess. Harold Lloyd in “The Freshman” was showing at the Jackson School audi torium. Deaths during the week: Forest Elwood Maddox, 5.