Page TWO THE PILOT—Southern Pines, North Carolina United Nations THURSDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1961 ■LOT Grains of Sand North Carolina Southern Pines “In taking over The Pilot no changes are contemplated. We will try to keep this a go^ We™ “ to make a llttll money lor aU coneerned Wh^ver there eceim to L wcasion to use our influence for the pubUc good we wiU try to do it. And we will treat everybody alike.”—James Boyd, * -u, nr—•« THERE MUST-1 PEON’S “«S<W5 May 23, 1941. gf Two Interest, Apathy and the Schools '■■■-'• -..tV:—2 . I ........ .-;._..-;y-.r: (50?MAwy^/j There is much talk about the need for citizens to take more interest in their schools; but everywhere, it seems, there is far more talk than action. The recently completed citizens study of the East Southern Pines schools shows that a large number of local residents have been interested / enough in the schools to take part in this study which is, indeed, a tribute to Southern Pines. But the study, though indicative in Itself of citizen interest, revealed also citizen apathy and ignorance that are, in the words of the report, “beyond compre hension.” Some parents questioned did not even know, for instance, the name of the superintendent of schools. Many had no knowledge of or interest in the schools’ curriculum nor any notion of parents’ responsibility to work with their children and school officials and faculty in a way that would be advan tageous to the student. Another indication of apathy is the poor attendance at Monday night’s ent-Teacher Association meeting when the report was discussed and explained by chairmen of the various divisions of That parents find it possible to attend PTA to see Junior dance or sing but wiU not go to learn about and help improve what he is taught in the classroom is no tribute to those parents’ sense of values. The School Study Group’s report—it self evidence of citizen interest—is cer tain to arouse more interest. We hoj^ that its publication marks the beginning of an upswing in active parental concern about the schools. fi. Watch Out, Judge 1 Last Thursday morning, Judge Harry Fullenwider felt a few hairs turn white—or, so he claims. It was the day after Recorder’s Court and the judge was sitting peacefully at his desk in the Of fice when a big strange man came stalking in. He fixed Harry with what the latter thought was a highly threatening glare and, pointing his finger at him, cried: ‘•You the judge who sent my boy to .jail?” Harry slid to the edge of his chair and got ready to duck. Then the man grinned: “Best thing that ever happened to him,” he shouted. “Just thought I’d stop by and tell you!” “Th-th-th-thank you, sir!” said the judge. Boy On Picnic fP^ Travel Increase Challenges Sandhills miW Travelers spent $408 million in North Carolina last year, 4.5% above 1959, a survey by the Travel Council of North Carolina shows. \ President Lynn Nesbet of Raleigh said the increase was caused both by new attractions and highways in the “Variety Vacationland” State and because “more people are traveling everywhere.” The report was presented recently as a feature of the meeting of the Travel Coimcil in Winston-Salem, at which the speaker was Voit Gilmore of Southern Pines, director of the new U. S. Travel Service in the Department of Commerce. Against this background of increasing tourist volume and dollars. Southern Pines and the Sandhills open their fall and winter “season.” The statistics offer an encouraging stimulus to all local re sort interests. Owners of hotels, motels, restaurants and other travel facilities have been mak ing improvements in their properties over the summer, in order to put their b^t foot forward with visitors who will be coming to the Sandhills during the com ing months. Again, The Pilot urges all resideftts of this area to share the duties of hosting visitors by keeping their bus iness property and private dwellings in good repair, by cleaning up yards and lots, by planting winter rye grass (you d be amazed how much winter lawns and green parkways impress northern visi tors) and by being prepared to extend a warm welcome to strangers even if only casually met on the street. As we noted in a recent editorial. The Pilot has sound faith in the future of Southern Pines. And everyone has a share in the responsibility for building that future. y SEEKING 'MAXIMUM ADVANTAGE SHORT OF WAR* Expediency Rules Soviet Policy Jail Is the Wrong Answer Joseph C. Harsch, special correspondent for the Chris tian Science Monitor, is one of t^e most respected com mentators on international affairs. The following article, written by him in London, is reprinted by permission. The judge leafed back through the pages of his big book and then he looked at the man slumped in the chair before him. , , “Will,” he said, “do you know how many times you have come before this court on charges of drunkenness?” The sorry figure in the chair slumped lower and painfully shook his head. The judge heaved a sigh: “I don’t know what to do with you,” he said. “I’ve done everything I can to keep you off the bottle; I feel almost as if I’d adopted you by now.” In the end the judge did the only thing he could: added another thirty-day sen tence to the long list under Will’s name. Will’s case—or Jim’s or Tom’s or many another’s—is an example of a tragic pro blem. It is widespread in this state, as it is in many others, the terrible problem of the degeneration of human beings through addiction to drink, and the great difficulty of doing anything much about it, especially under present laws. It is this problem of the confirmed ‘public drunks” and their overwhelming numbers in the prison system, that has prompted Governor Sanford, as noted in the press this week, to suggest the establishment of rehabilitation programs in the state pn- In cooperation with Alcoholics sons. Diplomats of both East and West have been prudently silent about the substance of the several talks held between thenl since they me.t in New York in mid- September. But it is clear there must have been some promising ground un covered in United States Secre tary of State Dean Rusk’s explor ations with Soviet Foreign Minis- t.;r Andrei A. Gromyko. Mr. Rusk would not have proposed having Mr. Gromyko go to Wash ington and presenting him to President Kennedy without some reason to believe that some points, at least, were sufficiently Outdoors in October The series of cloudless, mild days with which the Sandhills was blessed over the Anonymous, a plan has been formulated mature to justify presentation to to set up counseling units in the prisons, the President, while at the same time courts will be ””-'• urged to make greater use of the parole system for such offenders. Both these steps could be beneficial weekend-and up at least untU this is among young and fi^^t offenders but it being written Tuesday—cast a kind of magic spell upon this area. The golden, early-autumn light tell kindly on the land as it lay balanced be tween summer and fall, creating a quiet expectancy. People shared the mood of Nature. There were leisurely street-com er conversations among persons standing in simlight at last not too hot for comfort, yet warm enough to be felt, it seemed, clear into the marrow of the bones. “Too pretty a day to go inside,” was the fre quently heard, utterly inadequate des cription for the dreamy glory of simply being outdoors. Pity the people who could not or did not go into the woods some time during these magic days. Luminous, dappled, hushed, fragrant—the woods surrounded the visitor, dominating all the senses, cut ting him off from everything but their warm, bright world. So must the ancients have felt in a forest peopled in their minds with deities —spirits of tree and water and animal, all personifying some mystery, some idea applicable to human life. In the glowing stillness of the Sandhills woods this week, one felt close to revelation. One almost listened for a voice that would speak some truth that one had until then felt vaguely but not quite known. But no voice speaks. A squirrel chat ters, out of sight down the slope—startling as a machine gun. A breath of breeze stirs the yet-green leaves of a tall oak against the bluest of skies, picked up in a moment bv the burnished dogwoods at a lower level. At one’s feet, a beige cater pillar with big black tufts of hair, fore and aft, inches its way on some import ant errand along a twig. Leaving the woods is like closing a door on a restful, well-loved room. But the woods visitor, like the caterpillar, has business elsewhere. The spell, like all spells must be broken, the dreamer must wake. But everywhere the sun is shining and there are many more things to see. would seem likely that they could give little help, with the best will in the world, to such as Will, who make up the great load of this burden: a burden to the state, to their families and friends, and, certainly, to theniselves. For these there is a far more basic need to be met. The fact remains that none of these people should be in jail at all. According to Judge Fullenwider, who must conduct the weekly struggle with such unfortunates in the local recorder’s court, the basic overriding necessity is to keep these people out of jail and, instead, place them where they can be properly taken care of. This means the law must be changed to allow a judge to commit other than institutions to be over an alcoholic to a suitable institution. At thrown when possible and used present the only way such an individual when they cannot be overthrown can go to a state rehabilitation center is voluntarily, or through petition by The mere fact of the White House meeting is enough to tell j an anxious world that the experts of East and West are on ihe threshold of negotiation. If 43 years of life on the same planet with a powerful Soviet state have taught the West any thing, they should have taught that Moscow does not make trea ties or enter into agreements with the West for simple love of peace or from any desire to establish permanent good relations with tHe West. The time may come when the process of evolution will temper the fanaticism of communism. It is conceivable that some day there will be Communists who re gard non-Communists as human beings like themselves and non- Communists states as something _, or a near relative. A court is powerless to act except,to send him to jail for a short period of time. Obviously the suggested change is a matter calling for intensive study. Such a law would have to be carefully drawn and as carefully enforced. Furthermore, if it were put into effect, the ruling would create a flood of tidal wave proportions descending on the few institutions capable of giving the required medical and psy chiatric care. The state already has some of the finest in the country in this category but they woulcibe nowhere near adequate to care for all the poor souls now dragging around county jails and state prisons. But the difficulties that may be antici pated in taking the measure suggested should not overshadow its dire necessity. This problem of the repeater, the chronic “public drunk” offender, calls to high heaven for remedial action. Governor Sanford is to be congratulated on his recent move to bring rehabilitation me thods into the prisons. Better still will it be if he can go further and get the “public drunks” out of the prisons and into the hospitals where they belong. for whatever purpose they might momentarily serve. That time has not arrived yet. We still live in the era in which Communists both by precept and by practice regard imbelievers .much as each side did in the Cru sades—as enemies to be destroy ed whenever and wherever pos sible. Moscow’s dealings with the West still are governed by the rules of expediency. Moscow will deal with the West when it serves Moscow’s purposes to do so—not otherwise. The question we must attempt to assess is whether there are points in the German crisis which can be resolved, because it is both expedient to Moscow to resolve them and in the interest of the West to resolve them. Reason would indicate there are such points of common interest. The men of Moscow are suffi ciently well informed to know that their cities and industries would be destroyed in a nuclear' war as well as Western cities and industries. It is to their palpable interest to avoid nuclear war—at least as long as the West possess es credible retaliatory power which at present it still does. It is to Soviet interest to curb but not eliminate what Soviets like to call the “German menace.” This is presently the strongest bond between Moscow and the capitals of the Eastern satellites. If the “German menace” disap peared, Moscow would have in invent a substitute to hold the Warsaw Pact countries together. Moscow may not truly fear Ger many, but Poles, Czechoslovaks, and the rest actually do and rely on Moscow to protect them from the specter large, in their minds of a revived and reunited Ger many. It is to Soviet interest to main tain the ability to improve rela- . tions with the West so long as the West cannot be conquered, or captured by other means. The ability to deal with the West is Moscow’s most effective balance against Chinese independence Within the Communist family. Mr. Khrushchev frequently of recent years has used the threat of settlements with the West to bring Peking to terms. In other words, so long as there continues to be a condition in the world which approximates a fair ly even balance of power be tween East and West, Moscow has reasons for playing power politics with the West. The game would end abruptly in a nuclear ex change—and the Chinese, not the Soviets, would be the most like ly survivors. It is to be doubted that Moscow would seek the de struction of the West at the price of China’s survival as the world’s most powerful state. He knows more about how to get where you want to go in the woods than anyone else. And he really does know. He carries the baskets cava lierly but safely and uncomplain ingly. He sets them down with a nice anticipatory clunk. He spies a caterpillar immedi ately on arrival at the picnic spot. Is it the deadly poisonous kind whose picture was in the paper? Nobody knows. But everybody yells: “Don’t touch it!” He does not touch it Having quite as much sense as everybody. He scroimges around and finds mile-long boughs of dead trees and whangs them industriously against live trees. They break with a shattering crash sending debris flying. Everybody yells: “Go away! Farther!” But the de bris has NOT gone into the picnic. He conceals any disappointment. He eats with admirable perse verance through his lunch, then lies down flat and gets the hic cups. Does he recall that with the Chinese this is considered an expression of the highest ele gance and appreciation? It is pos sible. It could also be possible that it is the peanut butter, bacon and jam combowiches. He would certainly have chos en a better place to turn around, when starting back, than the driver selected, but, (miracle or good judgment?) he does not say so. Fearing he might forget, he speaks out on the ride home: “Thank you very much for a fine picnic,” he says. He is a very pleasant boy to have on a picnic. Reds and Reds For these reasons it is a tenable assumption that at any forthcom ing summit Moscow will seek to extract maximum advantage from the West short of nuclear war. The maximum advantage short of war which it can get is a chance for Walter Ulbricht to at-* tempt to convert East Germany from a Communist disaster into a Communist success. This the West is prepared to grant. It is prepared to go that far partly because it is the price for avoiding nuclear war and partly because the chances are probably even that as East Ger many becomes prosperous, if it ever does, it will become less Communist and less dependent on Moscow. ROLLTOP DESK HAD ITS POINTS Reading newspaper headlines during the past week has been a mite confusing: trying to sort out which “Reds” the headline writers were dealing with—the Cincinnati sort or the Russian sort. Two of these heads rated top billing in last Friday’s Raleigh N & O: “Reds Square Series” and, right beside it, “Red Threat Stuns Atom Conference.” Somebody not familiar with Americanese could wonder what both or either of the headlines meant. • Foreigners, who call all Amer icans “Yankees,” might well think that international tension was the subject, not baseball, in stories telling how the Yanks are opposing the Reds. Even the term “World Series” sounds more like international affairs than a game. As for “Red Square”—what on earth! Why that’s in Moscow! That’s practically the Kremlin it self! . Glories and Fun of Reading From The Saturday Review Reading is a habit. Once you’ve got the habit you never lose it. But you must somehow be expos ed to reading early enough in life to have it become part of your daily routine, like washing your face or breathing. Many an unfortunate grade school child in our highly season ed, electronic, picture conscious age has never been exposed to the reading habit and cannot, therefore, read without effort. Some modern children seldom if ever read for fun. Like mus cles that are almost never used, their concentration and interest give way quickly. They long for the automatic, pictorial sensation of TV (which can be highly in structive and entertaining at times) rather than the tedium of moving the eyes from left to right, from left to right, on line after line of unillustrated print There’s a certain sadness in realizing that a whopping seg ment of the exploding new teen age generation never really reads anything, unless forced to do so. Reading is one of the most pri vate satisfactions. Reading is completely portable, perhaps the handiest of all art forms. Reading offers a tremendous something unavailable through sound or pic tures, for reading stirs the imag ination as nothing else. Reading is also a communicable habit; children will read if their parents always have a book or two going and habitually devour newspapers and magazines. The other media of communica tion have their sterling qualities and their place, but let us not for get that so has reading. We feel sad when we realize there are some who do not know its glories and its fun. There is much to be said in fav or of the old-fashioned but nobly functional rolltop desk. Modern desks are less bulky, more stream lined; they have impervious gleaming surfaces. Modern desks, however, lack two interesting and useful features which graced the old rolltops. Item: The rolltop itself. This enabled the weary man, at day’s end, to close up shop without hav ing to secrete in locked drawers whatever papers he sought to keep from prying eyes. With a rolltop, he simply rolled ’er down over the cavern, leaving all in tact, turned a key and went home. Item: Pigeonholes. Not as ef ficient as modern filing devices, certainly not as neat. But what a joy—to reach up and pluck forth the desired envelope or paper without fuss. Keeping the P'igeon- hole contents up to date was something else again. But handy they were. All of which proves that newer is not invariably bet- Wounded Vet' John Hemmer of Pinehurst, broken arm still in a cast but bouncy as ever, after his injury while photographing the USS North Carolina ceremony at Bay onne, N. J., says he told Gov. Terry Sanford he deserves a Pur ple Heart as first member of the “North Carolina Na'vy” to be hurt in line of duty. The PILOT Published Every Thursday by THE PILOT. Incorporated Southern Pines, North Carolina 1941—JAMES BOYD—1944 ter. —Charlottesville (Va.) Progress Katharine Boyd Editor C. Benedict Associate Editor Dan S. Ray Gen. Mgr. C. G. Council Advertising Mary Scott Newton Business Mary Evelyn de Nissoff Society Composing Room Dixie B. Ray, Michael Valen, Thomas Mattocks and James E. Pate. LEARNING Learning should come in an offhand, cavalier fashion. An ar tist, especially, should be able to go right through college with one brain tied behind him. —ROBERT FROST Subscription Rates Moore County One Year $4.00 Outside Moore County One Year $5.00 Second-class Postage paid Southern Pines, N. C. at •i i 4<^ Member National Editorial Assn, and N. C. Press Assn.

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