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Horace (Ireely
New York Tribune
ATLANTICCHRISTIAN COLLEGE APRIL 29,1976
number TWENTY
Three More Students Suspended
Last April 7, three more
students were taken before the
Discipline Committee, charged
with possession and con
sumption of alcohol in a dor
mitory, specifically Caldwell
Hall. The three charged were
Robert Moody, William Lilly,
and Stephen Banks. As nearly as
possible, here is a reconstruction
of events:
A resident assistant, Lester
Morgan,believedthat he smelled
marijuana somewhere in the
hall under his responsibility.
Dean Nadelman was summoned
to investigate. For reasons
unknown to either of the three
students, the Dean knocked on
the door of the room they were
in. On entering, he found the
three splitting two cans of beer
among themselves. No
marijuana was present or had
been. The beer was confiscated
and the three were informed that
they would receive a letter,
requesting that they appear
before the Discipline Com
mittee. They received the letter,
which informed them of the
charges, and that their advisor
would be John Dunn of the Math
Department.
They went before the board.
Only three of the regular six
members were present. Present
were Dr. David Marshall, Miss
Eliza Jane Ray, and Miss Ellen
Bowen, the student represen
tative. Dean Whitehurst acted as
a non-voting chairman. The
three pleaded guilty. Evidence
was heard — Robert Moody had
received a letter of personal
probation from Dean Nadelman
earlier in the year, and there
was the fact of the two cans of
beer. The young men were
dismissed to await the com
mittee’s decision as to punish
ment. On returning to the room,
they were informed that they
had been found guilty, coin
ciding with their plea, and that
they were to be suspended from
school immediately, forfeiting
all credit so far attained and all
money p;iid for the expenses of
the semester Upset at the
harshness of the p<'milty the
three students appealed to Dr
Wenger, just before leaving for
Easter break In their ap[x-al,
they asked that they be allowed
to finish this semester, and
consequently that their
suspension tx- postponed until
next semester They received no
immediate reply. While at home
during the break they received a
letter from Dr. Wenger staling
that he wished to talk with them
when they returned Robert
Mo<xiy's father accompanied
him to ask that his son be
allowed to finish the semester.
Dr. Wenger talked with them
and stated that they would
receive a letter later tlwt af
ternoon disclosing his decision
on their appeal. They received
the letter to find that the ruling
of the committee would stand
immediate suspension They left
the dormitory that night.
Closing The College Frontier
Here, down on dark Earth
before we all go to Heaven
Visions of America
All that hitchhiken
All that railroadin
All that coming back
to America
Jack Kerouac
(1922-1969)
(CPS) — Like the western
frontier, education has long been
the key to a new life in America,
allowing children to escape the
social and financial status of
their parents. But that golden
age has come to an end, ac
cording to a report by two
Massachusetts Institute of
Technology (MIT) analysts.
College graduates are no
longer getting the kinds of
management jobs they thought
they were training for because of
an economy that has absorbed
all the management personnel it
has room for. The market is
glutted, forcing grads into lower
status jobs. And the differences
betwen the pay a college grad
and a high school graduate pull
in is diminishing every year.
The social implications are
serious, the analysts say.
Americans could begin to feel
trapped in the social class they
were born into. The escape valve
that education provided could be
closed to more people, and s(X’ial
class lines could Ix'come more
sharply drawn.
Many people may end up
receiving less education than
their parents for the first time in
American history. And another
first may be that instead of
children finding a higher social
SeeFHONTlKHS Page 2
The Last Prayer
Les Paul was there the day
•I'ey said the last prayer. He was
"diking along a thin secondary
road here in Poohville, Texas.
With little here but a dilapidated
post office, a self-service gas
station, and Jim Walker’s
Recreation Center and Grill, he
really wasn’t expecting a ride
for some while. He sat down
underneath a small pine to soak
in some of the three square feet
I shade on the dusty ground. A
minister from Lavely’s
orners slipped up behind Les,
him by surprise.
“Where you headed?” he
muttered in some sort of base
monotone.
the eternal
he told the
^mster. “To the land where
hi,St Of heaven,
our r u®'' ‘he land of
™ ^^eindeer. Never
men. n extends to all
'"despaT-
that’s why
land Th ° Bicentennial
0 '•e going to have an
a fund "^'^‘■evival service for
rescue hope to
thoseto know how to do
me they called
for the National Unified
Ministry Programming. But
then I never much liked roaming
around the country without
money. I was living off what
little there was from offering
plates. As I remember, I was
sleeping on sidewalks up in
Dallas-Worth, I thought I was
doing some sort of favor, I
remember waking up the night
before NUMP with a policeman
staring me in the face. He told
me I wasn’t doing the people
much of a favor taking up
walking space. He asked me why
I didn’t go down to the Unem
ployment Center. He didn’t know
I had come in his sector the night
before. You had to register when
you had to change sectors, and I
came in after his shift. Well. I
pulled my papers on him and
pretended to be another dumb
streetwalking preachy. Course, I
was. He took me in, I went along
just for the chance to corrupt
their minds with Jesus. Heaven
forgive my blasphemy to the
Green Lights. I was really stupid
then, dumb, really dumb. They
checked me in at the statioa
Weren’t ’sposed to. After I had
my cell, the doctor came in to
check my health and I had a shot
out of date. He gave me a shot
and I was out like a light. When I
woke up I was through with my
NUMP. Glad, they knew I
wouldn’t have gone any other
way. Bless our Deer for lovmg
me enough to do what is good for
me. Say, why don’t we sit for
some coffee?”
They went in Jim’s and sat
down in the back booth. Jim
came over with the pot, poured
the coffee, and left. Les and the
Lap sat and talked for over an
hour. No one in town could get
near enough to hear what was
being said. Somewhere about
three o’clock. Lap stood up,
laying his hands on Les’s head.
Then in all but a shout he
started in to preaching. “Lord,
we thank you for all you’ve given
us both today and every day. We
would like to ask your
forgiveness for our sins, both me
and this young man. We have
lived in a time filled with false
teaching, lust, greed and all
kinds of sin. Forgive us. Lord
for giving in to the way the world
around us is. Lord, give us the
strength to live like we always
should have. Help us love our
enemies, even though they keep
us from you. Amen.
The extinction squad was here
in twenty minutes. They took the
old minister into Dallas-Wort .
Les got in the squad’s trai^po.
The papers told us later that Les
Paul was head of some sort of
S“TorJe%™ince .W
Sht that derelict A( least
that’s what I’ve been told.
Good-Bye Dr. Hamlin