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PAGE TWO THE PILOT NOVEMBER 20, 1961 THE PILOT PuWished Monthly by the Students of Gardner-Webb College Vol. XVI November 20, 1961 No. 3 STAFF Editor Tillie Wilson Business Manager Vivian Hamrick Assistant Business Manager Elizabeth Ledbetter Sports Editor Charles Secrest Staff Writers Mike Champion, Jo Lee Loveland, David Moore, Rob Weir Photographer Joe Phillips , Art Editor . Jon Ward Faculty Advisor Michael H. Palmer In Memoriam Gardner-Webb College suffered a great loss November , 10 in the death of O. Max Gardner, Jr., whose family has ■served as a major benefactor of the College since the early 1940’s. O. Max, Jr., as he was oommonly known by friends, had carried on in the spirit of his father, the late governor and ambassador to Britain, whose philanthrooic efforts help ed Gardner-Webb College to survive. The latest gift from the Gardner family to th^ College is the $75,000 administra tion building. It was O. Max, Jr’s leadershio that led to that gift. He was honorary chairman of the 1959 campaign, to which the $75,000 was one of the first contributions. The building is named for Mrs O. Max Gardner, Sr., and her family, the Webbs. But it was the personal life of O. M^, Jr. that was Gardner-Webb’s real loss. Despite a crippling illness, mul tiple sclerosis, he lived fully and fought a courageous battle for his life. He overcame the tragedy of being struck down in the prime of life, at the beginning of a bright political career. Even after losing the ability to speak, he took an active part in civic affairs and even continued to maintain a law office. In addition, with the help of secretaries, he wrote “MS, My Story.” An outstanding student at N. C. State College and the University of North Carolina, Gardner had many and varied interests. He was a member of numerous business, social, philanthropic, and educational organizations. A pastor, having paid a visit to O. Max, Jr., later re marked, “I went to minister, and I was ministered to.” O. Max Gardner, Jr., a fine Christian gentleman, was a man who gave of himself and whose life was exemplary. We of “The Pilot” pay tribute to his memory and mourn his passing. Thanksgiving, 1961 On Thanksgiving Day we have good things to eat. We have big juicy turkeys; that’s really a treat! We have pumpkin pie and lots of candy, The big plum puddings are just dandy. We go to church to bow our heads and pray. And thank the Lord for Thanksgiving Day. But you don’t have to wait until Thanksgiving to thank the Lord. Thank him all the time and you’ll receive a greater reward. This poem was written by a skinny, shiny-eyed eleven- year-old lad during the Thanksgiving season of 1954. The form and content of the poem are elementary, but there was meaning in his young mind. The first notion about Thanksgiving was, to him, the - festive, holiday dinner. He probably had thoughts of a huge table decked with cranberry sauce, sweets, and turkey with ^ all the trimmings. He must have pictured himself sampling in large servings everything on the table, not giving a. thought to the after effects. Religion played a part in the youngster’s Thanksgiving. From his grammar-school history, his thoughts could have gone back to the Pilgrims during their first Thanksgiving. They worshipped God for bringing them to a new land and for their bounty and prosperity. ' Finally, after searching his mind for a climatic ending, this idea may have suddenly dawned. Why should there be only one day to thank God for all his love and graciousness? Why not thank him everyday? Following the boy’s logic, a person’s blessings would be multiplied. — R. W. December December comes, bringing winter and the shortest days of the year in the northern hemisphere. It also brings a holiday spirit of cheer and good will. It is a month of mistletoe and holly, a month of tur quoise skies and frosty hills, producing a clear unparalleled brilliance. December brings rosy cheeks, laughing eyes and lips, Bleigh rides, Christmas carols, and hot chocolate. It brings the joy of giving, the surprise and excitement of receiving, love in its most self-forgetting aspects. And this month brings a reminder of the greatest gift of all, a gift given with the greatest love of all. This gift, as we all know, was the birth of a child in a stable in Bethlehem, encircled with the splendor of a star. Aliimni Plan Area Chapters At a, meeting of the officers of the Gardner-Webb College Alumni Association Saturday, Oc tober 28, initial plans were made to set UD 13 alumni chapters by May, 1962. It v.'as decided to organize four chapters in Cleveland County, three each in Rtitherford and Gaston Counties, one to include parts of Lincoln and Catawba Counties, one in Thomasville, and one in the western part of North Carolina. The Rev. Wilson Padgett of Shelby Is to be the contact man in organizing the chapter in Shelby, which will include the No. 3 district. OTHERS The Lawndale chapter is head ed by Dan Camp of Polkville; Frank Wall, assisted by Lans- ford Jolley, is contact man for the Boiling Springs area; Mrs. C. B. Poston of Rutherfordton heads the Rutherfordton chap ter; and Forrest Hunt of Caro- leen heads the Chase area. Other contact men include Max Padgelt, Forest City, Forest City chapter; the Rev. Yates Camp bell, Gastonia, Gastonia area; Jimmy Mize, Cherryville, Cherry- ville chapter; John Roberts, Thomasville, Thomasville chap ter; Tom McGraw, Maiden, South Fork area; the Rev. R. W. Abrams, Sylva, Western North Carolina chapter. Contact meff have not yet been named for the Belmont and Kings Mountain chapters. The Corner . . . POSTON Do We Deserve A Place In A Fall-Out Shelter? The above question was asked by a student in one of our colleges. It struck me as deserving some thought on the part of every individual. I am aware of the fact that each one of us is created in the image of God and has worth in the sight of God and man. However, I am convinced lhat every person must analyze his life in the light of what he is contributing to society as a whole. Ask yourself ttie following question: “Am I seeking selfish ends in life, or have I found God’s will for my life?” The Bible Says“ What will it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own life?” Jesus said “Whosoever saves his life shall lose it, but whosoever loses his life for my sake the same shall save it.” In this day of fall-out shelter emphasis what would your life and mine mean to the world should we be saved by such a shelter? This question must be answered by each one of us. — Eugene Poston Travelling With Tillie By Tillie Wilson Hamrick Named To Two Posts Two faculty members were re cently elected to top posts in the Higher Education Division of the Southwest District of the NCEA at a meeting In Hickory. Profes sor Francis B. Dedmond was elected president, Mrs. Dorothy Hamrick, secretary. Mr?. Hamrick was also elected secretary of the North Carolina Association of Collegiate Regis- . . . HAMRICK trars and Admission Officers at a meeting which preceded the North Carolina Conference Thurs. day, November 2. She will serve in thir, capacity for three years. Other faculty members who at tended the conference on Thurs day and Friday were Dr. Eugene Poston; Dean J. O. Terrell, who also attended the meeting of Academic Deans; and Professor Hubert C. Dixon, who attended the Conference for College Teach ers of Biology and Mathematics at North Carolina State College. CONFERENCE The Conference attended by Dixon was sponsored by the Na tional Science Foundation and conducted by N. C. State. The program was the result of a pro ject sponsored by N. S. F. in 1960 to further fellowship among the faculties of colleges in North Carolina and share new develop ment in areas of biology, mathe matics, chemistry, and physics. Leaving Camp Pahaska Sun day morning, June 19, my fel low travellers and I entered Yel lowstone National Park, the old est National Park in the United States. In leaving, we left be hind us a beautiful, rushing mountain stream and two moose, whose domain we had entered the night before to set up a temporary dwelling for oursel ves. One of the first things that we saw upon entering the park was hot sulphur springs. The board walks that we traversed among the bubbling pools some times seemed a little unstable. No mishaps occurred, however; perhaps because everyone was ex tremely cautious, no one being inclined to journey to the center of the earth via boiling sulphur pools. OLD FAITHFUL Certainly no one goes to Yel lowstone without seeing Old Faithful erupt, ^nd our party was no exception. We learned that Old Faithful was one of the few things that was not altered in some way by the 1958 earthquake. Since the total eruption was only a^out two minutes, our attention was turned to Castle Geyser. This geyser took more time to spout bff than Old Faithful, lasting about thirty minutes, 15 minutes erupting with water and 15 with The drive through the whole park was characterized by a few elk and deer along the way and many bears, which seem to make up about of Yellowstone’s pop ulation, they are so much in evi dence. The bears are by far the boldest of the animals, coming right up to the highway while the other animals usually stay back from the road. The most interest-holding fea ture of Yellowstone was the ef fects of the earthquake. Devasta tion seemed complete in the area in which it occurred. The high way was cracked, crumbled, and completely 'destroyed in many places. It was as if a giant hand had pushed up the road from underneath as if the concrete were made of paper. NEW LAKE The Hergon Lake bed had dropped exaggeratedly and as a result the shore line was ex tremely changed. There were cracks in the sun-dried mud that had once been covered by water. There was a huge crack in the side of the mountain where the earth had settled in certain sec tions. A new lake was formed. These are the results of a disas ter, a disaster that snuffed out the lives of many, people whose bodies still lie buried under the earth of a land slide at the bot tom of a newly formed lake. As we viewed the ruins, the rain j)egan, a slight peppering at first, gradually increasing in ■strength. We sought the shelter offered by our Chevy station wa gon. The drops were soon huge and hailstones were mixed i>i the Hownpour. Still the sun was shin ing .'js brightly as if it had a right to take part in this particular scene of rfature’s play. As the car headed northwest ward, we looked behind and be held the beautiful symbol of God’s promise. A deeply-colored rainbow glorified the clearing sky. But look! There were two rainbows, one directly below the other. The .lower rainbow was much more subdued in its color ing, but still radiant in the new freshness of the cleansed earth. And the ends of the rainbows were anchored in the blue waters of a lake.
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