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> *1 C.Wnarv 26, 1960 THE SALEMITE Pa^e~Thre6 Nervous Salemites Look Over Office, Meet Harry Golden By Cathy Gilchrist Our appointment was for 4:30. Since 3:45, Marji and I, dressed with sophisticated exactness had been waiting in my car across the street from the “Carolina Israelite” ■ office. We sat in tense silence, smoking one cigarette after another. It was cold; the heater in the car was broken. I looked over at Marji the liturgical churches in English and noted with irritation how calm she looked. I started to bite my hangnails. “Well, Marji, what are we going ! to say when we get in there ? Mr. j Golden is a busy man and I am terrified. I hate to talk to famous men!” “Cathy, Miss Byrd told you what to say. After all. I’m just here to give moral support. Come on. Let’s go across the street. It’s 4:30 now and it’ll take lis five minutes to get across the intersection.” We got out of the car, crossed the busy intersection and reached the door of the office in one and one half minutes. The “Carolina Israelite” office where Harry Golden, author of Only in America and For 2c Plain, has his living and business quarters in a white frame building that was, at one time, part of the Elizabeth Residential section. The town is .! growing fatter and has choked this section into business offices. The residents have all moved—everyone except Mr. Golden; he combines Ids office and home in one place. Marji and I walked into the of fice and gave the secretary our names. She looked irritated; she closed her well-mascared eyes and tossed her long pony tail, which, oddly enough, hung from the side of her head, and went to see if Mr. Golden were busy. We were nine minutes early; there were no seats for us and Mr. Golden was busy. No choice then remained but to Uvander around the office looking at the plaques and awards on the walls. Although we tried to be unobtrusive and properly impressed in silence, in an 8x8 office, we were bound to get in someone’s way. On the walls of the office were pictures of Mr. Golden with Carl Sandburg. There were countless awards from Jewish Organizations with ‘to Harry Golden” written in interlocking flowers. Certificates of recognition from newspapers, and magazines, copies of his books, proof sheets of new ones, and pic tures of Mr. Golden’s reunion of P. S. 12 in New York City were scattered about the room. After ten minutes of gawking at every thing the four walls had to offer, I leaned against the wall and tried to decide what I would say to this famous man. Miss Byrd wanted I Mr. Golden to come in the early afternoon the day he was to give a lecture at Salem. Finally the inner office door opened and the pony tailed secre tary said, “Miss Gilchrist, you may come in now.” Marji looked at me, winked and in we marched. A man stood up to welcome us. He was a very short, very fat man. He had on a large plaid flannel sport shirt held up by red suspen ders that must have measured two inches across. In one hand he held a cigar; in the other, a blaring transistor radio. This was the famous Mr. Golden. He pushed up one chair, and I fell into it quite I readily. He then fluffed up some papers and “New Yorkers” on his sofa and told Marji to have a seat. We shouldn’t have worried about what we were going to say to him. He did most of the talking. We stated our business—or rather al most, because he agreed before I had even finished my plea. We were so amazed that neither of us could think of anything else to say so we got up to leave. “Wait girls”, he mumbled. “Tell me something of the school. You know—how many girls and all that.” We told him Salem’s enrollment, the history of the Moravians found ing Salem (in brief) and their parti cipation in school life now. Many Sleepy Salemites Recover Frorn Germans, Await New Exciting Weekend By Sue Froneberger An over-abundance of circles under eyes — ASLEEP signs on every other door ... a quick yawn every few minutes in class— these were characteristics of many Salemites whose professors “will just not let them get caught up on their sleep after a week-end at UNC.” Yes, more than a few Salemites went to Carolina for Winter Germans. Louise Adams 'will remember this Germans for quite a while—she slipped on some ice and fractured her elbows. Lib Long (dating Jerry) and Joan Brooks (with a blind date) also went to U. N, C. Joan had better luck than Louise—she’s dating the same boy this week-end. Sally Paxton and her date for Germans decided not to eat at Howard John son’s or the Steak House, Saturday night, but rather to do something a little different—they ate at Lenoir Hall. Many Salemites were at Carolina, Betsy Guerrant was content to stay right at Salem. The boy to whom she is pinned came to Salem for the first time and was “brave enough to walk into the Senior dorm.” Betty Booker became a ‘ Mrs.” over the week-end, and Anne Beck is making plans to follow suit— she received a diamond this week. Anne O’Neal attained marital status Wednesday morning when she be came Mrs. Pierre Deplaud in Wilm ington. Anne will return to Salem next week. Last week, if you saw girls out side of Babcock in their pajamas, gym shorts, and every other type of clothing in the middle of the afternoon, it wasn’t because they had seen a burgler or a mouse or a roach, but they had heard a fire alarm! Salemites are looking forward to a visit to Salem this week-end by Miss Battle’s brother. Maybe this will become an annual treat! Seniors in Lehman enjoyed a treat Wednesday night when they helped Liim Farr celebrate her birthday. Mrs. Farr brought dinner —enough to feed the college, so the story goe.s—to the girls in the dorm. Well, this week-end is Mid-Win ters at Wake Forest, and many Salemites are once again expecting an exciting time. By Monday, there will be many new circles under eyes —ASLEEP signs on doors — and quick yawns every few minutes in class. He asked us if we were in fluenced by the episcopal service in our everyday school life. Marji had her mouth open to tell him Salem -was Moravian, not episcopal when I broke in and said, “no”. (I felt very learned because, having just studied the litugical churches in English history, I knew what he meant.) He seemed to know a great deal about Winston-Salem and the Mo ravians after all. He then picked up a clipping and yelled something to his secretary. He had. forgotten we were there. We stood to go— lie looked up, as if surprised to see us. He apparently remembered and, chewing on his cigar,-waved us out of the room with, “Just write me a post card on the 2Sth , of February and say—Flarry, don’t forget lunch at Salem is at 12:30!” We walked out of the house in silence. We had met Mr. Golden. Harry to his friends. Treasurer Asks Budget Ideas For Next Year Re: Suggestions for 1960-61 Stu dent Budget Any suggestions for proposed changes in the Student Budget for next year must be given in writing to Churchill Jenkins, chairman of the Executive Finance Board, be fore March 10. The student members of the Ex ecutive Finance Board, Janet Yar borough, Mary Scott Best, and Con nie Farthing, are obtaining infor mation in preparation for the set ting of the 1960-61 Student Budget. Any organization which wishes to propose a change in the budget must present its suggestions to this committee no later than March 9 if they are to be considered. 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