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VOLUME 43 — NUMBER 49
POINT OF VIEW
—i By JACK TROY I
Jekyll Island, Ga.—Like everything else, past and present,
sunrise Is a spectacular thing on the dazzling white sand beach
of this old pirate stronghold ... 9 miles long and 'A of a mile
wide. Man has never yet outdone nature, and probably never will.
who sailed up and down the Golden Isles and along the Blue
Caribbean. This most magnificient island of all the Golden Isles
once was sold for taxes!
Gen. Oglethorpe’s right-hand man, Major William Horton,
set up Georgia’s first brewery on the island, and the remains of
the tabby stones rest as skeleton-like evidence of a rip-roaring
past. Horton, who became commander of Georgia troops when
Oglethorpe returned to England, raised all the ingredients for
the brew, and served beer mostly to the soldiers to keep them
from being bored.
They tell me, like happened here the other night when Fred
Zapico, Managing Director of the fabulous Wanderer—Golfhaven
—played host to the visiting Georgia PGA golfers and amateurs
and golf writers, that beer like Horton’s or like, say, the one that
made Milwaukee famous, goes well with boiled shrimp, potato
salad, compressed slaw, olives, pickles and potato chips.
Early the other morning, watching the sunrise through a
picture window of a beautiful efficiency apartment provided for
our pleasure by Mr. Zapico, I couldn’t help but feel that while
the Indians, the pirates, the Spanish, the English, the French
Du Bignons and the Jekyll Island millionaires had enjoyed these
surroundings in more primitive days, that the Irish probably are
getting more pleasure out of the first-class, ultra modern living
of today on Jekyll Island.
This morning as we watched the sunrise, the sun finally
cleared ,gXsst qjoud banks, and appeared as a massive red ball in
the early morning haze, and then nature spread a bright red
P carpet from the horizon to the beach, piercing the blue Atlantic
and pointing straight to the apartment. The old red carpet treat
ment, same as had been provided by Mr. Zapico, a wonderful
host.
But this wasn’t all that nature did for us. The combers
boomed periodically, like in an old Morgan cannon salute, and
5 washed down the glistening white sand beach, and we thus found,
as great masses of white foam scudded before the wind, that
nature had actually matched Mr. Zapico in giving us a royal wel
come to Jekyll Island and the outstanding Wanderer Motel,
named for the last slave ship that coursed these waters. It’s
really pleasant to be a slave in the present Wanderer. A slave
to low-cost luxury living surrounded by forests primeval.
History comes up now and then to spoil our pleasure. When
you visit “Indian Mound”, the old William Rockefeller "cottage”,
now serving as a museum on state-owned Jekyll Island, you must
read about his tragic end. He was all involved like his older
brother John D. Rockefeller, who had a winter home, The Case
ments, at Ormond Beach, Fla., in Standard Oil and in setting
up myriad monopolies in what was then the world’s greatest oil
empire, and Uncle Sam moved in on William to bring him to
account. However, they had to send the T-men to Jekyll for him,'
and when they did, they found a little old man, broken in mind
and health, worth countless millions, but actually a bankrupt,
for he died under the pressure of the investigation.
And then there was brother John—"big, bad John”, the ruth
less tycoon who had to have bodyguards constantly with him for
survival, living—but not really—not far from where I was born
at Daytona. The Casements at Ormond Beach fronted on the
Halifax river, and Rockefeller, who had no stomach left and was
fed intravenuously at age 90, presented a parchment skin face
peering with beady eyes out from under the old-type caps of the
era. He’d moved with bodyguards in a model-T Ford, fitted with
isenglass sides to keep out the air even on the balmiest days,
to the sand dune goii course near the ocean, and he’d play nine
holes, or less if he didn’t feel up to it. I sold a story to NEA, a
national syndicate, when I was 17, merely a descriptive account
of one of Rockefeller’s golf rounds, his shaky back swing, and
; the putts his lackeys would concede him, if he got anywhere near
the green. A good way to keep your job, you know.
John D. was one of the strangest white men I ever met. He
started passing out dimes to visitors and kids, reduced it the last
year to a nickel, and finally gave out poetry which, happily, he
had someone select from among the great poets. I don’t think I
could have gone for a John D. Rockefeller composition.
Anyway, like younger brother William, the great tycoon was
miserable, despite his ill-gotten millions—he had ruthlessly ruined
many men in his rise to establish a financial oil empire, and
there wasn’t anything left but parchment skin and bones when
he died. He would have given a million in his last years for the
privilege of enjoying a steak—or of enjoying one of the feasts
New York caterers brought down to Jekyll Island for the "robber
barons” during their tenure at the Jekyll Island Club, as the
greatest collection of multi-millionaires on earth.
While the Nautilus, a great poem written by Oliver Wendell
Holmes, has been added to the Americana at the Jekyll Museum,
it hardly seems to fit the Jay Goulds, the William Rockefellers,
the J. P. Morgans, the Richard Cranes, the Joseph Pulitzers, etc.
The Nautilus is a pearly or chambered mollusk, which starts
life with a single chamber, but, as it grows adds other chambers,
each one larger than the one before ... it keeps moving into
new chambers, sealing off the one behind it; and some beautiful
shells may have as many as 30 chambers.
So Holmes wrote—
" Build thee more stately mansions, o my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
’ Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Til thou at length are free,
Leaving thou outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!”
They called the old gents of the remarkable Jekyll Island
Club playboys, but, actually, the atmosphere in these super-duper
"cottages” was about the same as in a funeral home with wall to
wall carpets.
Henry Ford never joined; he went to Ways, Ga., near Savan
nah, instead, and established something for the community.
However, Ford was one of the great financiers, himself, and he
had stepped on more than a few toes on the way up. But he had
provided the first $5 a day wage and he had put America on
wheels with the model T. They couldn’t call this old Irishman a
playboy, because a cotillion to the motor magnate was a ball!
That is, really living it up!
Mr. Crane, a plumber who built a $500,000 “cottage” on Jekyll,
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and
©lagton (hutity Nms anh IFarm^r
| The sunrise is not just something that is
NOW and then is OVER and done with;
first there are the preliminaries of gold
curtains stretching across the horizon,
blending with deep purple blue and then
azure blue, and finally baby blue, with the
morning star a blazing tiara in the old
Rockefeller or Gould or J. Pierpoint Mor
gan tradition. Tiffany’s had nothing to do,
however, with this vast sparkling jewel of
nature. A gentle blue surf, when the wind
is not blowing, hisses across the sands,
pushing large gobs of white foam almost
to the edge of the Emerald green grass.
This was, of course, the Ospo Indians
happy hunting grounds, abounding in
wildlife; and for 100 years it was a pos
session of the Spanish; it was, for a long
I time, the stronghold of marauding pirates
Hart, Loving and Heaton Are Honored
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PRINCIPAL FIGURES at the annual Forest
Park Kiwanis Club banquet for the Forest
Park High School Football team are shown
here—from left to right: Steve Donahoo, most
improved player; Coach Milton McDonald; Joey
Heaton, Scholastic Excellence; Principal Speak-
Retired Judge Kemper Looks Forward
To Florida Fishing With His Family
Son Robert and Old Nurse Sarah Templeton Will Run
Clayton County Convalescent Home Alan Is Planning
Christmas, 1962, Judge Alan Kemper received a present from employees of the State
Department of Public Welfare that he will always treasuf",/ plaque in the form of the
map of Georgia “in appreciation of 13 y 2 years of service,” , £
Judge Kemper, who retired as Stdte Welfare Director Tuesday, January 15, 1963,
greeted his successor Mrs. W. Bruce Shafer with the smiling remark: “Okay, Mrs.
Shaefer, the office is yours,”
adding: "I feel for you. I may
not be able to reach you, but I
feel for you.”
Judge Kemper, who is now
making plans for some Florida
fishing with son Robert, crip
pled by polio these many years,
| and for building a convalescent
i home in Clayton County for
1 Robert and a former nurse
Sarah Templeton to run.
On January 9 of the new year,
i Judge Kemper received a letter
from Mrs. Jang B. Powell, Geor
gia Association of County Wel
fare Directors, that certainly
। emblazons his name in the Hall
'of Fame of State Public Wel
fare Directors—
“ Dear Judge Kemper:
“As President of the Geor
gia Association of County
Welfare Directors may I ex
press the heartfelt thanks of
the entire membership of the
Association for your wonder
ful cooperation and encour
agement since the organiza
tion in 1952.
“You have our very best
wishes for success and happi- ;
ness in your future plans. The
satisfaction of a job well done |
should add to your anticipa
tion, of other interests and
some well deserved relaxation.
“With kindest regards to
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PLANNING FOR THE FUTURE
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THE FUTURE for Alan Kemper, who has
ended 1314 years of service as Director of
Public Welfare for the State of Georgia, in
cludes some fishing with his son, Robert,
shown here in an iron lung, and plans for a
convalescent home in Clayton County, to be
operated by Robert and a former nurse, Sarah
Templeton. Plans for the home have advanced
to the stage of an artist’s sketch and blue- 1
FOREST PARK. GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JANUARY 22, 1963
: FOR CLAYTON COUNTY OFFICERS
FBI to Instruct in
Year-Long Police School
A police school for the Clayton County police depart
; ment instructed by top agents of the Federal Bureau of
Investigation, Atlanta field office, will officially begin
Wednesday night at Jonesboro Court House, 7 to 9 p.m.,
and will continue twice a month throughout the year, Chief
Howard Smith announced this
week.
Subjects will cover a wide
range of police activities in con
junction with assistance that can
be of great value to the activities
of the FBI. The G-Men count
heavily on the support of local
and county police departments I
in the apprehension of criminals I
and general law violators cover- !
ed by Federal statutes. I
The year - long schedule for 1
the Clayton County Police I
| School, subjects and instructors ;
follow: ;
1/23/63 —Simple Rules on
Searching and Seizing Evidence
—C. Dallas Mobley, FBI. i
2/13/63 — Introduction to la
tent fingerprint work-with prac-
er Charlie Waller of Clemson College; Billy Ray
Loving, Most Valuable Back and Clemson
signee; Principal,Melvin Kirkland, Forest Park
High, and Kenny Hart, Most Valuable Line
man. (See story).
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! VARIETY AND |
' MINSTREL SHOW i
Tuesday, Jan. 29 at 7:30 p.m. 2
At |
N. Clayton High SchooL
Adults $l.O0 —Students 50c 2
!; Sponsored by the PTA v
tice session—Carl E. Claiborne
and Joseph P. Ayers, FBI.
2/27/63 — Rules for Writing
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print of the building. Construction may begin
in 1963. Robert fishes with an electric reel.
Father casts and Robert can wind in the fish
automatically as he lays on a cot. He was
almost completely crippled by an attack of
polio many years ago. Mrs. Kemper, who has
had three major operations since last August,
returned to the Kempers’ home in Jonesboro
last week-end. (Photo by Derickson Studio).
Star Back Loving to Play
For Clemson Next Season
Tiger Offensive Backfield Coach Charlie Waller Says He’s Proud
Billy Ray Will Join Jack Aaron and Dave Brown
Coach Milton McDonald showed that a losing coach can still retain a sense of humor
when he said, in giving a recital of Forest Park High School’s football season, “thank
goodness for Jonesboro!”
This drew, from Kiwanians, players and visitors, one of the heartiest laughs of the
annual Kiwanis-sponsored banquet for the Panther football team Thursday night at the
He had shown how much he
appreciated the Cardinals by in
viting Coach Thames Coleman
as a guest at the banquet, to
gether with Coach of the Year
Max Dowis of North Clayton.
Other guests were School Supt.
Ed Edmonds, Assistant Ernest
Stroud; Jonesboro Principal
James Burt and Forest Park
High Principal Melvin Kirkland.
Before the presentation of in
dividual player awards, Coach
McDonald said that “next year
we’ll have only one senior back;
the rest will be sophomores and !
juniors. We hope they’ll grow
some and get meaner, if pos
sible.” 1
Kenny Hart was voted Most
Valuable Lineman of the year
and was presented a trophy by
Coach Avinger.
Billy Ray Loving, who is Clem
son College bound, was given a
trophy by Coach McDonald for
being rejected the Most Valuable
Back of the year.
A third trophy, for scholastic
excellence was awarded by
Principal Kirkland to Joey Hea
ton—a boy who may follow the ,
ministry—for his excellent ave- ;
rage of 86.8.
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Forest Park
Auto Sales
Operating
Fred Lowry, who started in :
the car business at age 18 and 1
has devoted his life to the busi- ’
ness, is now in his 16th year of !
operation in a new Forest Park 1
operation, Forest Park Auto
Sales, at 1319 Main Street, across
from Drive-In Drugs.
For the last four years, Mr. ’
Lowry was sales manager for 1
Martin Burks Motor Company,
Jonesboro, and before that he
worked exclusively in the Car- ’
rollton area, where he was born.
“The car business is all I have
ever done,” Mr, Lowry explained,
“So I ought to be well qualified
to give customers the kind of
deal they want in good used
cars.”
Mr. Lowry is married to the
former June Traylor of Carroll
ton. They have two children,
Jim, 8, who’s in the third grade
of Morrow school, and Tim, 3>/ 2 .
The family attends First Baptist
Church of Forest Park.
Mr. Lowry is a member of the
Forest Park Moose Lodge.
He says he will be delighted
to see prospective car buyers and
show him a fine line of used
cars ... at bargain prices.
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I— —"HELPS" GEORGE———.
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Friendly Fred Black Retires |
Six years chairman of the Board of Assesors, Clay
ton County, Fred Black of Morrow has retired Jan. 1 and
will help E. Tarp George, former County Commission Chair
man, fellow Morrow citizen.
Why George?
“Well, George isn’t doing any
thing now—and I thought I’d
help him,” Mr. Black reported
' Saturday.
Fred Black, who lives squarely ,
lin the middle of Morrow on
Main Street across from Mt.
Zion Road, was born in Mur
freesboro, Tenn., and he served
in both World Wars—l and 2.
He was promoted to the
rank of Lt. Colonel, but “I left
the title with them.” So that’s
i why no one has ever ad
dressed Mr. Black as “Colonel”
in Clayton County. Only his
family knew.
This fine citizen is a devoted
family man with one married
daughter, Anneile Black, who
lives in Carlsbad, Mexico. He ,
married the former Vera Baxter
of Milton, Tenn., and they are I
staunch members of the Morrow
Methodist Church.
Mr. Black is a Mason, all
the way—from the Blue Lodge
to the Shrine, with affilia
tions in Murfreesboro. After i
30 years of service, he was
honored with a life member
ship in all bodies.
Mr. Black retired from the Air
Force in 1946, and he has been
in Clayton County ever since.
He worked for the Atlanta Army :
Depot for a while, and then was
employed by Clayton County as
a tax expert, Jan. 1, 1957 to 1963. ;
Now he’s retired again.
Will this retirement stick?
"Yes, I think so—because if
Uncle Sam needs me again,
we’d all better hunt for fallout
shelters!” he replied.
The Blacks are active in the ■
vital work of Family Care of ■
Clayton County.
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FRED BLACK
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The Davis House
Forest Park
AD
On New Hours
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PUBLISHED WEEKLY
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Commissioners
Are the Last
To Be ‘Tried’
A battery of Clayton County
lawyers fired demurrers into the
proceedings of M. M. Buice vs.
the county last week, in Clayton
Superior Court, and all matters
seemingly were settled without
controversy, except for a hearing
to be held Feb.' 2 with the
County Commissioners as the
target of the Buice squad.
The hearing will be held be
fore Judge Harold Banke in the
Courthouse. Very little publicity
has been accorded this suit, in
The Free Press or the Atlanta
newspapers.
NO INADVERTENT
ERROR MADE BY
THE FREE PRESS
No matter what action the
Mayor and Council may have
taken at a recent meeting re
garding rehiring Jim Seeby and
a vote of confidence to the City
Recreation Board, the fact re
mains that prior to that meeting
there was no authorization on
the Council minutes for paying
Jim Seeby SSO a week for ex
penses. There was no INADVER
TENT ERROR on the part of
The Free Press in so reporting
it. as alleged last week in another
publication by Forest Park
Mayor W. Reid Puckett.
Council minutes of January 3,
1963, carry this section headed:
Expense Allowance and Tennis
Court: “Motion was made by
W. H. Bateman, seconded by
Lynn Wells, and carried unani
mously, that James E. Seeby
cease to draw an expense allow
ance effective immediately.
“Motion was made by Lynn
Wells, seconded by W. H. Bate
man. and carried unanimously,
that James E. Seeby be suspend
ed from the Recreation Board
until such time as a hearing can
be held on the unauthorized ex
penditure of approximately sl,-
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