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VOLUME 8
NEW BERN, N. C., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 5, 1965
NUMBER 32
Snails and turtles will never
win many races, except maybe
against other snails and turtles,
but they do have one distinct
advantage over the humans who
belittle them. By carrying their
shelters quite conveniently on
their backs they escape every
semblance of a housing prob
lem.
Most especially they avoid the
exasperation experienced by
New Bernlans when they move
from one home to another. Con
sidering all the headaches and
the labor involved, it’s a won
der all of us don’t stay stuck
in one spot until the roof over
our cranium falls apart and
tumbles down around our ears.
Very few of us do that. No
one knows this better than the
folks at the City Water andLight
Department, the telephone com
pany and the gas company. Day
in and day out they are con
stantly transferlng utilities
from one location to another.
Before you shed tears for
these public servants, it should
be remembered that some of
them would be out of a job, or
have a poorer paying job if local
citizens decided to stay put
Indefinitely. Besides, people
who have moved into a new
house, and are without lights and
water, are exceedingly grate
ful for the services rendered
them by public utilities.
§»a;w'^>^T®Wepy0ne » who nipVe!s*iievw»‘
the most diligent housekeeper—
discovers with considerable
dismay that they’ve been living
in’ the midst of an amazing
amount of gathered dust. Spring
and fall housecleaning are sup
posed to take care of that,
but a housecleaning will never
turn up the dust that a full-
fledged moving reveals.
It makes one wonder just
how much dust and how many
undetected cobwebs there must
be in a home where the oc
cupants have lived lor gener
ations. Plan, ordinary dust
must not be too unhealthy, since
some of the healthiest New
Bernians we’ve ever known have
been the ones who wouldn’t
think of moving.
There’s no better time than
moving day to get rid of all
the junk you’ve been hanging
onto. Some of it does get thrown
out, but unless you’re blessed
with strong character you’ll end
up carting the bulk of it to your
new place.
Isn’t it true of all of us that
we’ll sort through the mess,
grumbling all the while, and
save countless things that **I
might need some day.” You
haven’t needed the stuff for
years and years, but you still
cling to the warped notion that
you mi0it have a use for it
before sundown or certainly by
the end of the week.
Actually, if you ever do need
some of the junk, on short no
tice, you won’t have the re
motest idea of where to find It.
More than likely, as a matter
of fact, you won’t even recall
that you’ve got it on hand. If
this hasn’t happened to you. It
can be marked down that you’re
a rare individual Indeed.
Unfortunately, very few of
our local honeymooners last
overly long. But if luckily yours
is still in bloom, don’t what
ever you do make the foolish
mistake of moving. No hus
band and wife—even a bride
and groom with the scent of
orange blossoms still in their
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DOOMED TO DIEJ—Upper windows glowing like toe
eyes of a Halloween pumpkin, and flames piercing
toe roof. New Bern’s Hotel Governor Tryon is seen
here in its death throes. On the balcony below, a patch
of brightness no larger than the lighted tip of a ca
thedral candle makes a modest bid fw reco^tioa
Hours of anguish remain for toe century old land
mark before it finally falls into a charred! grave.—
Photo by Billy Benners.
HATE UNLEASHED—Before dynamite blasted St.
Joseph’s Free Will Baptist Church, on the Streets
Ferry Road, it served as a place to worship the
Prince of Peace. So violent were the explosives^^used
that the interior was reduced to wildly
scattered!
debris. And yet, symbolic of God’s endurmg strength,
the little altar with its twin vases of artificial flowers
remained intact through it all.—^Photo by Billy Ben^
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