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A Great Constitution Photographer
Couldn't Cope With Hopelessness
After Tom Cole, Clayton's noted .‘Vil conserva
tionist. and the writer visited Powell 4 -Inten
sive Theraphy Treatment Ward at Milledgeville
State Hospital -and had left goodies' for Christ
mas, we turned, then, to the Woman’,s Ward on
the opposite grounds last Wednesday morning.
We had a Christmas stocking and > a box of
candy for an old friend, Bessie Calloway, ot the
LaGrange Calloways, who had been aia Atlanta
Constitution photographer more than a dozen
years ago.
Almost a year had passed since last we saw
Miss Calloway, and at that time she appeared
to be in good spirits and had no reason to re
main at the hospital, except that she appar
ently had no place to go.
We thought possibly that that would be
worked out, in due time, but it seems that it
wasn’t, and Bessie Calloway, who was one of
Kenneth Rogers' finest stall members on The
Constitution, began to pine away, we learned
last Wednesday morning.
In the prime of her life, when last we saw
her. she looked forward to some kindly Provi
dence that would enable her to rejoin a society
in which she had moved and progressed and
made a notable success in her chosen profession
— that of staff photographer for the South’s
Standard Newspaper.
But nothing happened to give Bessie Calloway
any hope . . . and so, it seems, the inevitable
happened . . .
As we walked into the Woman's Ward and
asked for her, a little old lady who was one
of the patients, spoke up sadly: “I am sorry to
tell you, sir, Bessie Calloway is dead; she died
almost a year ago.”
I have known shock—in football, in auto acci
dents, in sudden tragedies but seldom had I
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been rendered speechless momentarily. “Bessie
Calloway is dead?” “What happened?”
We got no answer for the cause of her death,
but we remembered too well how sad she had
been when she said apparently no one would
sign her out, and she had no place to go.
So, knowing Bessie Calloway from old Con
stitution days, knowing her devotion to her job,
knowing the high calibre of the lady, and
knowing of her sensitive nature; instinct told
us that she had died, at last, of a broken heart,
inspired by a feeljng of hopelessness.
We fought back the tears as emotion welled
up and almost choked us. We found it difficult
to tell the matron that we had once worked with
Bessie. “I know,” she answered, "she often spoke
of you and Kenneth Rogers . . .”
So we turned sadly and handed the Christmas
stocking to a little girl patient and walked
slowly out of the Woman's Ward. This was a
phase of the Christmas story at Milledgeville
for which we were unprepared. Poor Bessie
Calloway.
In our hearts we knew that it was the best
thing, perhaps, that could have happened to her
under the circumstances, and yet there was no
way of forgetting her from the old Constitution
days when she came up to the city desk or the
sports desk with such wonderful pictures she
had made on her various assignments. And she
was always cheerful and smiling and wondering
if there was anything else she could do for us
in the course of the day’s work.
She was a trooper in the true tradition of a
then great independent Southern newspaper,
and now she is prematurely dead. May she once
again find happiness in the great beyond and,
it is our fervent prayer, may she rest in peace.
Prize-Winning I
Newspaper
1961
sWjff Better Newspaper
Contests
NATIONAL EDITORIAL
THE FOREST PARK FREE PRESS —NEWS AND FARMER
Box 4689
Atlanta 2, Georgia
December 20, 1962
Mr. Jack Troy
The Forest Park Free Press
Forest Park, Georgia
Dear Jack:
Douglas Embry, the new presi
dent of Sigma Delta Chi, has
named a committee of five to
select each month the local
newsman or newsmen who
should receive SDX’s Quill
Award.
The award, as you know, is
given monthly to honor an out
standing piece of journalistic
work. We do not fool ourselves
that we can select infallibly the
best work of the proceeding
month, so we merely try to pick
one thing of exceptional quality
and honor it.
The winner in November was
Paul Shields of WAGA-TV, who
did a fine job of interviewing
Ralph McGill. The month before
that, Charles Pou and Margaret
Shannon of The Atlanta Jour-
Editorial
B. M. Wootan Isn't So-o*o Old-
He Gave Miss Forest Park Eye
You want to know how YOUNG Berry M. Wootan, who Satur
day celebrated his 85th birthday, really is? Well, when 16-year
old Miss Lorraine Cvechko, MISS FOREST PARK of 1963, walked
up the sidewalk to the Wootan home on Main Street at noon on
Saturday, Mr. Wootan looked out the living room window, and his
eyes BUGGED.
Someone, certainly not a friend, said: “Here comes Mr. Woo
tan’s GIRL FRIEND. That remark caught the ears of Mrs. Woo
tan, who is 82, and she took a long glance at Mr. Clean, dressed
in a Santa suit on the mantlepiece. Mr. Wootan isn’t going to
. get ahead of charming, petite Mrs. Wootan, and to prove the
point, Mrs. Wootan was wearing a flaming purple orchid corsage
for Mr. Clean, and Mr. Wootan was dressed only in a sports shirt
to receive lovely Miss Cvechko.
Mr. Wootan’s surprise birthday party was just as the spon
sors had planned it ... a complete surprise, and we hope this
weat pioneering couple of Forest Park have 100 more birthday
parties just like it. The party was climaxed under the magnolia
tree, when Miss Cvechko cut a beautiful birthday cake — white
and red—with the injunction: “Happy 85th Birthday Mr. B. M.
Wootan.”
Finally, someone said: “Here comes Santa Claus!” And sure
enough, Santa came up, and Mrs. Wootan said: “I’m going to hug
Santa Claus!” and, in turn, Santa hugged Mr. Wootan, and it
was, ineed, a great day for the Irish.
Col. Murray, Depot Commanding Officer, had dispatched Mr.
Rafferty, head of surplus sales, to join with the Wootans on this
happy occasion; Bill Fleming, who served with Mr. Wootan on the
Board of Stewards, Jones Memorial Methodist Church, came from
Chevrolet.
J. K. Currie, former mayor, was too late for the picture, but
he came from Fisher Body; Mayor W. Reid Puckett delayed a
holiday trip to Macon to be present and honor his old buddy;
Curtis Patrick, representing Forest Park Business Association,
cam rushing from Colonial Stores at the last minute; Evelyn
Foster, representing the Forest Park Woman’s Club, got trapped
by a customer, and arrived late, but she arrived. There were oth-1
ers who came late to relay belated greetings and felicitations, too.
Earlier in the week, sprightly Mr. Wootan walked over to the
City Hall and wished the Mayor happy returns of the season, and
then said: “Do me a favor, your honor, and don’t drink anything
stronger than buttermilk during the holidays.”
Before Bill Derickson got through shooting pictures, we had
one to present to Mr. Wootan of Mrs. Wootan consorting with Mr.
Clean. We reluctantly left the party, then, and went back to
work. Mrs. Wootan fondled her beautiful orchid corsage from
Jean’s Flowers and The Free Press, and Mr. Wootan looked long
ingly at the cake. It looked good enough to eat.
Honest Earnest and
Clever Carl Junketing!
“Honest Earnest” Vandiver and “Cagey Carl” Sanders, the
Governor and Governor-elect, may not be traveling on one of
those Junket tours, but they are engaged, at least, in a reason
able facsimile, and we will look forward with interest to reading
a story about this by Jack Nelson in The Atlanta Constitution—
if his bosses will let him. Nelson was firing away Friday at five
members of the House of Representatives who allegedly have
traveled out of state at taxpayers’ expense.
Now. Honest Earnest and Clever Carl signed some bonds in
New York during last week—it takes two to tango—and they
came back on Friday to Brunswick to officially remove the tolls
from the Jekyll Island bridge. It couldn’t have happened, of
course, if they hadn’t been there personally to supervise it As
Santa Claus usually says—Ho, Ho, Ho.
From Brunswick, earnest Earnest and crabmeat Carl then
turned their wings south westward to the LBJ ranch out in Texas
where they will investigate the quail shooting on the vast ranch
lands of Lyndon B. Johnson, the vice president, and consort too
of course, with Lady Bird.
A couple of days of hunting will occupy these hard-working
investigators of the public weal, and what happens then we do
not know. They attended the Bluebonnet Bowl game at Houston
Tech, of course, played Missouri.
When they fly back another flight—this will come under the
heading of what—honesty in government? La de da!
Why doesn’t Mr. Nelson or some of those other eager prize
seeking reporters question this taxpayers’ double deal by the
present top Executive of Georgia and his successor?
Anyway, the stars at night are big and bright—DEEP in the
heart of Texas! And, of course, the sedge in bloom is like per
fume, and our clever gubernatorial junketers will come out of
this smelling like my wild Irish rose!
John Chapman
Passes In
Forest Park
The passing of John W. Chap
man. 84, of Forest Park last
week, was mourned by all who
knew him. Mr. Chapman had
lived all his long years in Forest
Park, and his home on 41 High
way was well known to all his
friends.
Mr. Chapman was a member
of Jones Memorial Methodist
Church, and a Circle of the
Woman’s Society of Christian
Service, the Jackie Chapman
Circle, had been named for his
late wife, who died last March.
They had nine children, eight
of whom are living, one in Texas,
and the others locally. Daugh
-1 ters are Miss Lilian Chapman,
Letters
TO THE EDITOR
nal won for articles on jun
ketei ring legislators.
The Quill Awards committee,
of which I am chairman, con
sists of myself, Bill Waugh of
the Associated Press, Clack
Tucker of Southern Bell Tele
phone Co., Jack Nelson of The
; Atlanta Constitution, and Glenn
McCullough of the Georgia Press
. Association.
। We would like to have you
nominate work by members of
your staff each month. The sec
ond day of each month is the
deadline for receiving nomina
tions. since SDX meets regu-'
larly on the second Tuesday.
We hope you Can enclose a
copy of the work that you
nominate.
The award consists of a cita
tion in the form of a plaque.
Please mail your December
nominations to me so I receive
them by January 2.
Sincerely,
HAROLD DAVIS
City Editor
Miss Louise Chapman and Mrs.
I F. E. Walden all of Forest Park, )
Mrs. Rush Mills of Riverdale and f
Mrs. W. R. Stone of Atlanta.
Sons, Dr. R. R. Chapman, ;
Charlie, and J. W. Chapman Jr.
all of Hapeville. Twenty -two
. grandchildren and fifteen great- I
grand children.
> Funeral services were held |
[! Friday at Jones Memorial Meth- I
: odist Church, with Rev. John I
Maxwell officiating. Interment |
i was in the church cemetery. I
Mitchell’s Funeral Home of I
: Hapeville were in charge of ar- I
; rangements.
Annual growth of Southern I
Pine sawtimber in Southern I
: states exceeds removal by at I
least 30 percent, or by about I
3% billion board feet per year, I
according to Extension Forestry I
Marketing Specialist Harold O. I
Baxter. |
C. S. CONKIN II has been pro
moted to assistant vice presi
dent of the Bank of Jonesboro.
500 HOMES SCHEDULED
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these popular prices.”
We agree thoroughly, after a
tour both with Mr. Brennan
and with Judge John Watson
of Kemp and Watson, Jonesboro
law firm that handles the
closings for Young America and,
in the future, for Vinton Woods.
The wooded lots in these
subdivisions are ample, and
so, too. are the garages, and
in many cases the basements
which could be divided for
four additional rooms.
This fine housing development
fits in nicely with the Shopping
■ Center development of Scott
j Hudgens, not far removed on
Highway 54, and called the
Arrowhead Shopping Center.
Developer Hudgens will com
plement a large Shopping
Center on the old Arrowhead
Golf Course with a housing
development as well. So, in a
relatively short time, literally
thousands of new residents
will be living in the area.
Clayton, growing by leaps and
bounds, can be proud of Young
America and will be proud of
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A Christmas Prayer
by berry m. wootan
Our Divine Heavenly Father, Into Thy Presence we come on
the most memorable Day of world history. We thank Thee that
we can bring all our needs to our Loving and most merciful Fath
' er, and receive whatever help we need. We thank Thee for the
gift of Thy Son, Who came to show us how to live. Most Holy
Father help us realize how helpless and little we are in tips
world, without Thy help. Open our eyes and our ears to the
pleading of Thy great love for us, Thy children, and on this
Blessed Christmas Day may be dedicate our lives anew to Thee.
Now, Our Father, we thank Thee for all the material bless
ings of life; they have been so good. Grant that we may have
that desire for the Holy Spirit in our hearts that will help us live
as Thou would have us live. Most of all, Father, may we bring to
Thee in prayer, humble hearts and clean hands. These Blessings
we ask in the Name of The Babe of Bethleham, Jesus, Our Saviour.
Amen.
Clayton County Cal Sez:
DEAR MISTER EDITOR:
Them two buddies walking arm ’n arm on Main Street, Jones
boro, the other day; namely, the solicitor and a friend from west
Did
Papa
Goof?
Vinton Woods when construc
tion on these homes begins.
Mr. Brennan, from Indian
apolis, was such a great bas
ketball star for Notre Dame
that he made the all-oppo
nents’ team of Kentucky’s
Adolph Rupp—which is high
praise, indeed; it is the same
as making All-America.
Mr. Brennan stands about six
feet, four inches tall, and he
weighs in the neighborhood of
235 pounds. He is big, and he
thinks big, as attest Young
America, one and two, and
Vinton Woods of the future.
MONDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1962
Hwy. 85 usually isn’t so pronounced
in public. Or was they just talkin’
about the weather, and things in
general? Some folks th’ot they
might be discussin' an upcomin’
hearing before the Judge on Jan
' uary 14. But ya know how people
are. Anyway, talk is cheap but that
multi-million suit ain’t one of them
kind vou can get from Robert Hall.
Y’rs tr’ly
CLAYTON COUNTY CAL
★ ★★★★★
COURTHOUSE
CLOSED FOR
HOLIDAYS
Clayton County’s new Court
house will be closed until Wed.
for the Yule holiday season^
c Commission Chairman P. K.
1 Dixon announced Saturday.
f Business will be conducted as
> usual on this Wednesday. No
; work on Monday.