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Page 6 THE ECHO March, 1942 Phantom Friendships It rained, oh how it rained that cold grey Sunday afternoon. Little bits of snow still clung helplessly to the hillsides as the battering drops strove to beat loose their hold. And I ... I was there with much time to spend. I went to the basement and pulled out an old box, cold and musty with the winter’s dampness. I knew I would find things there that would bring back memories, but I did not realize until now, much later, just how many memories. There I found cards and letters— more than I thought, accumulated through the years . . . yet mellowed by thoughts within themselves, and saddened by hopeless dreams. I had made myself think all my friends of past years were still with me, but upon opening those folded papers I was faced with the fact that I had said a last good bye to many I held dear. There was a greeting card from Mabel—a friendly hello from Dennis. They no longer write or say hello. There were pages upon pages of confession from half a continent away . . . excuses for not writing sooner . . . wishes that Fate were not so cruel to the tender ties of friend ship. Then there were just notes from casual acquaintances who wished only to be remembered. They are remembered—well. Perhaps they, too, are gone . . . but they still are with me . . . and will be as long as I keep those few lines they chanced to write, those few lines which have locked many friends safely in my memory. Among those yellowing pages I found words of good cheer and happy thoughts . . . but there too, I found troubles — Friends, who had dared to ask me what to do in many cases where the problems were big ger than I myself. I rest now in hopes that the answers 1 gave were the right ones. I trust I helped in my small way toward unraveling those tangled threads. As I read on, going farther back into the past, deeper into the shadows of misfortune, more away from this realworld. Spirits seemed to gather around me and talk. Yes—those who are gone lived and died, as all hu man beings must. Each lived his life in his own moon . . . shared his own glories, trials and troubles with his fellow workers who likewise lived in their moons . . . yet too shared. I have had the pleasure of knowing so many who lived and died and yet live on forever in someone’s heart. Slowly, as the shadows of early winter evening crept around, they seemed to crowd out phantoms I had set free from that box of relics, and old letters. I came back to life, re luctantly bade a second farewell and replaced my letters. As I walked down ’the basement stairs to tuck my sou venirs away, I felt as though I were entering a mystic vault of yester years. It seemed so cold and drear to leave my friends there but I had to. There was no other place for my treasured box of keepsakes . . . but I’ll keep their spirits warm, for their memories will forever live in the concealed chambers of my heart. Perhaps—someday, somewhere in the future, someone will take my phantom from an envelope and spend a while with me. If ever such should be, I pray it shall be a pleasant visit of happiness and sunshine . . . with the warmth of life and the beauty of a friendship whose memory knows not the cold grey walls of the Dun geon of Forgotten Friends. Mary Rickman. Refining ‘‘C’’ Chips Best wishes to “Speedy” Jones who was recently married. We wish for him and his bride a long, happy and prosperous life . . . Lloyd McGaga, man of the hour! He is the proud fa ther of twin boys. . . . Bob Leathers is offering a fat reward for a pair of old model overshoes. He lost his in the locker inspection. . . . ECUSTA FOOD CONVEYOR Employees who have been unable to take advantage of the cafeteria facilities find the new food conveyor not only a convenience but a definite improvement over cold sandwiches and pop. INSTRUCTIONS FOR BLACKOUT (Continued from page 3) DEPARTMENT LOCATION Main Office—In Personnel Office. Cafeteria—In the Canteen. Storehouse—On window next to phone. Propane Gas House—Inside on west wall. Filter Plant—Inside of front door upstairs. Filter Plant—Near spiral stairway downstairs. Canal Pumphouse—Just inside of front door. Reservoir Pumphouse—Just inside of front door. Caustic Storage House—On west wall on the inside. Boiler Room—Over water fountain upstairs. Pilot Plant—At main light switch (1st floor). Pilot Plant—At bottom of steps (2nd floor). Pilot Plant—At top of steps (3rd floor). Turbine Room—On column at bottom of steps (1st floor). Turbine Room—On north wall at top of steps (2nd floor). Electric Shop—At phone on west wall. Machine Shop—At phone downstairs on west wall. Champagne Printing—On west wall near phone. Champagne Gumming—On south wall over First Aid Kit. Champagne Hallway—At rear of Champagne Office. First Aid Station—On bulletin board. Finishing Room—On steel column outside office. Chemical Laboratory—Over phone in office. Physical Laboratory—On bulletin board. Mill Office—On south wall. Rewinders—On east,wall near desk. Machine Room—On scale tables between machines. Refiner Room—Over suggestion box (basement). Refiner Room—On south wall just outside of office. Bleach—On north wall upstairs. Bleach—On south wall at top of stairs (upstairs). Bleach—At foot of steps to Pulp Mill Office. Pulp Mill Office—On wsfll over First Aid Kit. Digesting—On north wall over desk (upstairs). Digesting—At top of stairs side of No. 2 elevator. Digesting—At phone back of No. 2 elevator (downstairs). Predigesting—On south waU upstairs. Predigesting—On south wall downstairs. Predigesting—On south wall of No. 1 elevator (downstairs). e. Quite a few of our employees attended the Civilian Defense Training Classes held at Brevard College recently and at the present time, weekly classes are being held here at the plant for training more men in First Aid Fire Fighting. Rescue Squads to be used in case of an emergency, will be selected from the men now taking this advanced training. These classes have been arranged by Mr. Finck and are being conducted by Mr. H. P. Jarvis of the Asheville Fire Department and Mr. W. L. Harrison of Champagne. f. Those in charge of the different services under our program here at Ecusta Paper Corporation, are as follows: Air Raid Warden, R. F. Bennett; Fire Services, H. F. Finck; Police Services, F. L. McCall; Health Services, Dr. C. L. Newland; Maintenance Services, A. K. Pooser. Let’s all remember that IT CAN HAPPEN HERE and that being pre pared in case of an emergency will mean that half the battle is won. DID YOU KNOW THAT? In 1918 an infantry division had equipment that amounted to 3,300 horsepower. Today an armored divi sion has 400,000 horsepower, which is estimated to be as much as a city the size of San Francisco has available. It takes 30,000 pounds of rag-con tent bonds to make enough blue print paper for one battleship. Ten thousand tons of paper will be needed this year for ammunition con tainers alone. U. S. heavy bombers can carry 8,000 pounds of bombs 3000 miles, cruise around and drop themj and then return to their bases. CAN’T The word can’t, meaning to be un able, is used many times a day. How often do you hear a person say, “I can’t do this or that?” Why use this word when there are so many good substitutes? Surely what others are able to do, you can do also. Maybe we can’t do it quite so well as some but there is a saying which goes, “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” You and I and those with whom we come in contact Vould find life far more adventurous and a good deal more satisfying if for the well-worn “I can’t”, we learn to say “I’ll try”. Gumming Gab The draft is still caling out some of our old hands. Harold Misenheimei has gone since the last issue of the Echo, and he says he’s out to the paratroops. Good luck, boy! G. Oliver Taylor (the ladies man of the department?) is slated to leav® here March 11 for the Army. Heres hoping he can bag the Japs better than the ladies! Locker Rumors: Everyone just sit back rfnd relax! The Japs and allies don’t have a chance. The was covered on all points of the globe, and you can take it from niB' The Graveyard boys—using mere locK' er room strategy—have bombarded, captured and sunk all that the axis powers have on land and sea! “Wha a battle”! Vernon Reese is asking for dona- tions from the boys to pay his i*'" come tax! (A total of 13c). James Reese bought himself a ?*' lent dog whistle so as not to di®' turb his neighbors; it failed to turb” his dog also! How about i Beef? Mr. Howard Page is now a “cutte^ operator” for Champagne Paper Co^' poration. . . . Wonder when Dockens is going to turn professioj^' al in this game called basketball? hear that he and Roy Whitaker sUD_ stitute for a high class team ove in Asheville. . . . Wonder who is ing to get the first date with Sal‘i Jackson? Could it be John Reid ° Charlie Clayton? We wonder if Sid Hedden will h® an orchestra leader? We hear he ha, met Jimmy Dorsey’s daughter. The' first hit was “Tuxedo Junction”! • ‘j Is Willie Gash really serious aboi>^ a certain blonde? How about it Ag^eS’ . . . Why doesn’t “Grissom” sta spring training? (Brother Dod^ Holdout) Why the boost Grissom? ii Why does Oliver Taylor u9 see Mary Louise Jones so j She says that 'it’s to talk about ® sister. . , . but! . . . Robert Whit^^ is still looking at real estate. until after the war. Bob, and will be cheaper! ... V. Reese see^^ to have blondes on his mind. ^ talks about him a good bit too! ■ ^ “Boogin” Davis says he is too small stand up and shoot a Gerand . . . Tony has gone intellectual us! He’s studying Algebraic 0 Five and Ten Cent Store”! ■ thing about “Buckshot” MerriH> never runs out of words. tions. . . . Seems Charlie Clayton found a “Million Dollar Baby iu Snowbound Blanch^ fusi ’as ,^P0] Si nh V “After making the trip to ville through the snow Monday j but I felt like a pioneer woman, - wouldn’t have missed it for a set^' new automobile tires. For awhil® ijia' ith A.S thought we were going to be rooned but even that looked i^t®^ gg ing. (For details on this subject, “Baby Snooks”. Margaret Thompson was Quite popular one. She was the only P ^ sessor of food—all of ten choco covered mints and there were pie on the bus. I wondered how Henderson would have rationed tb but to play safe, I followed ^ guerite like Mary’s Little Lainl^' , Other than Bob Peckham a nose dive down a bank when ing his hat, there were no casual^ ^ Dave Harder though may bruised arm where I grabbed when we started sliding the ^ time. How ’bout it Dave? I to ask you. Being snowbound, we were una jj to report for work Tuesday, is just another example of “Soutn Hospitality”—even the weather gj ^ the “Sunny South” goes to extre c to make the New Yorkers v ^ i home.” Blanche Patterso^' s 5 n Vt H, N; kr
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