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Fine Young Men
At a time- when most of the world's
ills are being placed at the feet of the
teenager; when long-bearded young
boys are getting the play newswise;
when there are demonstrations, dis
ruptions and general disorder, especi
ally now at some of our high schools
across the country, it is pleasing to see
a sight such as was witnessed here
It was a time for celebration. It was
the annua) gathering of the elite of the
Franklin Area Conference football
players. Twenty-two young men met
here to receive their gold football,
symbolizing that each- in the game of
football- was one of the very best.
They were well dressed. Their hair
longer perhaps, than older men would
wear- -was nevertheless groomed and
neat. Their language was that of
young gentlemen and each at the
calling of his name marched-shoulders
straight--up to the rostum to shake
hands with the Conference President
and received his congratulations and
the coveted footbafl.
Back home, there were more.
Other members of their teams, who
for one reason or another did not
make. the all-star group, but fine
young men nevertheless.
It has always seemed to us that a
young man who plays on a team
regardless of the sport involved or
even to his ability to play well, reaps a
reward which lasts him a lifetime.
Seldom indeed does a member of a
team choose to embarrass his team
mates or coaches or school with the
things that have marked too many
young men and women in the past
We congratulate the members of
the All Conference team and their
fellow teammates. We're proud of
them- -not only for their performance
on the gridiron, but more so because
they are the fine young gentlemen
When this country's fate is passed
into the hands of the likes of these
young men, there seems little need to
worry about the future.
Lottery Is Fairer
Very few things please everyone in
the world, but the new lottery
method of determining the order of
drafting young men for military ser
vice should please most of those
facing such service. . ? .. . . , ...
Naturally, a reluctant young male
whose birthdate was drawn near the
top cannot be overjoyed at his lot, but
it certainly is fairer, by far, than the
old method of selection.
Young men just out of high school,
facing the full brunt of adult life have
in the past had to sweat out the draft
until they were 26 years old or marri
ed or turned dovyn. The new law
eliminates this seven-year sweat. Now,
these young adults face a single year
during which time, they are subject to
Barring a national emergency, once
they clear the 19-year-old hurdle, a
man is free to pursue his career. This
is the best way. Even those who will
be called must agree. And seemingly,
it frees local Selective Service Boards
from the unpleasant task of actually
choosing which men will go and which
men will stay home.
It may not be perfect. Few things
are. But the new law is far better than
CIVIL AIR. ^
TO HUNT NAZI
A LONG WAY!
U.S. AIR FORCE,
AND RES CUB
A6E AIR POWER!
<SALUT? TO CAP's
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This one could be converted into a hundred and four
?choolhouses ? how many would youra make?'
JOHN J. SYNOm
This, it seems, is the sea
son for heroes. Every morn
ing I see the heroes, one every
hundred yards or so, in their
store-bought red caps, canvas
coats, their sea-green cover
alls, and buckshot shells all
over; Pretorian guards, to the
These are the deer hunters,
the last of the brave frontiers
men. There they are, yapping
dogs and all, and I despise
them every one.
Hunting deer with dogs.
This is sport? Good Lord,
About 400 yards from my
rural Virginia home there is a
road that runs a hair-pin
course around a wooded area.
Ours is deer country and that
particular bit of low ground is
a favorite haunt of the soft
eyed, gliding beauties. And
wdl the accoutred heroes
So, each fall at about this
time, they come from God
knows where, surround the
place, send in their dogs and
await the appearance of the
frantic White TaSs, and in
time, it is Bang! Bang! Bang!
And away limps another deer,
trailing blood and entrails.
Drat it, another miss. Well,
no matter-put the dogs
What manner of people are
these, anyway? I have tried to
fathom them and I cant. It
may be I am wrong; I confess
there are chinks in my logic,
but to my mind such people
as I describe seem to me to
approach the sadistic. The
harmless beasts they kill
dont have a chance for life.
And the only risk these
"sportsmen" run is that of a
self-inflicted wound or a
round of buckshot from their
spangled neighbor, waiting
CAP Marks 28th
Civil Air Patrol, the civilian all-volunteer auxiliary of the U
S. Air Force, marks its 28th anniversary on December 1, 1969.
To all members of the Franklin County unit of this hard-work
ing and dedicated organization we extend our heartiest
congratulations.' For some 28 years now this community has
been extremely fortunate to have in its midst a band of
dedicated citizens who maintain a constant vigil of readiness to
help their fellow citizens by flying search and rescue minions
throughout the nation, cooperating with Civil Defense agencies
at all levels of city, county, state and federal government in
national emergency training, and flying mercy missions to
relieve people and communities stricken by floods, hurricanes
and other natural disasters.
Civil Air Patrol was organized during the dark days of
World War II, when our shipping lanes ware being harrassed by
marauding enemy submarines. Volunteers, both man and
woman, licensed pilots and aircraft owners, voluntarily gave of
their time, their services and their aircraft to patrol America's
coastlines. C.A.P. pilots flew more than 24 million miles
during this period and were credited with having bombed 27
U-boats or radioed the Army or Navy to make the attack. In
fulfilling other World War II missions, C.A.P. personnel flew
more than 500,000 hours. These WWI I air operations claimed
64 lives of the C.A.P. membership.
C A P. hat not rattad on Its tplandid racord. In tha
intarvaning vaart, It hat grown and davaiopad Into ? highly
organized, efficient and potant toroa. Today, It* tralnad and
competent pilot* rtand raady to fly Inatant taarch and raacua
mlttlont; its natlonwlda communication! network of mora
than 17,000 itatlona and taama of ground cr?w? with aoma
3,000 turfaee vehiclet all stand raady for call to duty.
Tha organization I* unrlvaiad In ita aaroapaca education
program. Soma 8,000 cedett and tanior mamban wara actlva
In tha tumnpr encamp mantt and tpaclal actlvltiaa thia yaar.
Eighty -eix cadatt and tanior mambart wara ewarded grants and
aehoterrfilpe during tha yaar with a total dollar valua axcaading
$41,000. During 1060, CAP. ichadulad 137 Aarotpac a
Education Workthopa at varlout coiiagat and univertltlet
throughout tha natk>aind mora than 20,000 taachart parttcl
At thit tplandld organization antart It* 20th yaar of
valuabla tarvfce to humanity, wa Join with all citlzant In a
heertfelt taiuta and axtand to tha mambart our sincere
co n<r etui at lore, and My wa ara proud to hava a C.A.P. unit In
and dozing there on his soft
drink crate. And I could wish
that risk were higher than it
is; much higher.
I say there are chinks in
my logic because my feeling
toward duck hunters, while
one of disapproval, is not
nearly so intense. I don't real
ly know why I fed different
ly unless it is that ducks,
seemingly, have a chance, a
So, I may be wrong about
hunting deer with dogs. But 1
dont think I am.
Right or wrong, I have a
suggestion for the likes of
these nimrods. And if they
will take it, I will doff my hat
to them. Let them choose up
sides and hunt each other.
"Hut, Old Boy, would be
sport. And the way I figure It,
if they would follow my sug
gestion, next year there
would be only half as many
heroes and twice as many
deer. And the year after, a
quarter as many, and so on.
And soon we would have no
hunters at all and plenty of
deer, and that would be the
way I would likejt.
Why, I even see women
out there, sitting and shiver
ing on egg crates, waiting to
shoot a benign creature. And
what I would like to do is rip
a slat off one of those crates
and put it to good use. I'd
warm them. But It would
have to be a very broad and a
very thick slat to get the job
One evening, last fall, my
wife and I were returned
honn when the lights of our
car disclosed a beautiful buck
sprawled beside the road,
gasping its life away, hind
quarters torn to buckshot
bits. It must have been then
for hours, thrashing so.
I thought to myself then,
and I think It now, there are
some things In this world I
shall never do. One such thing
can be stated: I shall never
shoot at a deer.
Where the SPCA la I dont
know, and these maimed
animals all over the place.
I thought it was a simple statement. I didn't Know how
much trouble such a little thing was gonna cause. All I said was
I needed a new pair of britches. Actually, I'd rather have a new
pair of overalls but the boys got so they frown on wearing
overalls to the store meetings. They done this ever since
Creech Gooch com'e South wearing pants with a belt. He didn't
even have the decency to wear suspenders.
"Frank Count", the little woman said and I knowed she
won't gonna approve. She ain't never been in favor a nothing if
Count" , first.
"You good for
ed-fact is she
stop and she
"You don't a
bit more need
a new pair a
britches than a
milk. You al
ways figuring a ^
way to spend -.
"I do so need a new pair britches", I said talking back.
"These I got got a tear in them. They're wore out. And there's
a rip and I gotta have a new pair."
"Well, you ain't gitting none", she said. "Them britches
been good enough for pa for years and they was good as new
when he give 'em to you. That's good material. You can't buy
pants like that no more."
"Well, I might be able to git by a few more days, if 1 could
git you to sew up the rip. It's right embarrassing and beside
that cold breeze ain't doing my feelings no good."
"I ain't sewing no britches. I got to go git my hair
combed", she said.
"Git your hair combed, woman. What ails you? You can
sew up that rip and then git your hair combed. I can't be going
around with part of me showing through my britches.
Specially that part that's showing where they're ripped. Sew
'em up now or at least soon's you git back".
"I ain't about too," she said. "I might mess up my nails.
Youll just have to make do. You might git a new pair for
Christmas. I'll thiiUt about It. Santa Claus might bring you a
pair. Ha. 11a mm always tias one for humor Christmas. Ha
Ha. Wonder what she thinks I can wear 'til Christmas.
Well, since I aint never paid no attention to what she says
anyway, I didnt this time. I headed for the store. I didn't
want none of the old models like Rob sold, so 1 headed for the
store in town.
"I want to buy a pair of britches," I told the clerk. He said
to follow him and 1 did. "Would you like some of our
preCh rist mas specials or would you prefer some of our latest
Well, I wanted to git some good ones, I told him. I wanted
some with a rtrong seat so's the wagon wouldn't wear 'em out
so quick. "What's the difference?" I asked.
"This pile here is on special sale", he said, "They're all new
but they're a little out of style. They're marked down and
they'll make a wonderful Christmas present."
"I aint planning to give them to nobody", I said, "I plan to
wear them myaelf How much are then blue ones?"
"They're a real bargain. They're only $29 95 while on sale
They're marked down from $39.95. 1 sold my brother-in-law a
pair just like these yesterday." m
Well, I won't exactly carried away with his bargains. And I
cared even less for his brother-in-law. I k no wed right off he
was a nut. $39.95 britches for $29.95. No wonder the world is
in such a mess. Aint nobody making no profit nowadays,
having to cut the price of their stuff so much to 'Sell it.
"Then", he said, "over here, we have our last chance before
Christmas pile of pants. They make a lovely gift. We, of
courae, can't alter them at these prices and we certainly cant
guarantee them, but, of courae, you understand all that."
"Yea, sir. How much is that blue pair?"
"Let's aee. We've marked these down so low 1 hesitate to
My the price so loud. Ah, here It is. These are only $33.33. It's
almost like stealing them, isnt It? We'd have to get a little
more, but It's getting close to Christmas and we don't want to
get caught with them after Christmas-maybe I shouldn't have
said that, but I like to be honest with my customers. Can I gift
wrap them for you?"
"Naw, thank you. I think 111 Just mosey on home. If
britches la that valuable, I think ID paint my underwear and
git a few more days out of these. But, Merry Christmas to you
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