it*8 apt to oe an embarras
sing day for a lot of New Bern-
lans, If their garbage man de
cides to write a boft.
Think of all the material he
picks up. You can fool the
preacher, or even your next
door neighbor, but your garbage
man really has the goods on you.
He can count the beer cans,
or empty fifths, and teU at a
glance what kind of weekend
you had. And the tomato Juice
cans, why dieyni let him know
it was hard to take the morn
ing after.
You may brag about the T-
bone steaks, but the garbage
man has the low-down when he
finds sardine cans or hot dog
wrappings in your tossed-out
trash.
If he wants to be thorough
about it, he can check your un
paid bills, with threats scrib
bled on the bottom, your dis
carded bank statements, or hea
ven forbid, your love letters.
What kind of medicine are
you swigging nowadays? Do you
go for tranquilizers, headache
powders, vitamins or strong
laxatives? Has your doctor, be
cause of your insistence, pre
scribed youth pills?
What are your reading habits?
Do you cram your library Sel
ves with laudable literature, and
then sneak hidden hours of plea
sure from trashy ps^er-book
novels and confession maga
zines?
These are revelations that
repose in your garbage can. One
day, perhaps, they’ll end up
in a book. It may not be well
written, or a book of the month
selection, but if nobody else
buys it, your neighbors will.
Maybe, Just to be on the safe
side, you should oughta buy
yourself an incinerator.
When next you see a fellow
NewBernlan looking sheepish,
don’t jump to conclusions and
assume that he is a glutton for
mutton.
He may be taking in on the
lamb, as some of the boys in
the back room describe a walk
out powder, but in no other way
will he ever get close to a
lamb.
Most especially, he won’t get
close to a lamb ^op, a leg of
lamb, shoulder of lamb or lamb
stew. Never, so long as he is
able to pick food for his table,
will he wish for such a dish.
Elsewhere in the Land of the
Free, they call it a delicacy,
but in New Bern and the sun
ny south in general, you would
have trouble giving it away.
For each pound of mutton sold
over New Bern meat counters,
there are something like 50
pounds of beef, 25poundsofpork
and 100 pounds of chicken pur
chased.
Despite Dixie’s long standing
tradition favoring Southern
fried chicken, its present
popularity is flnanclal rather
than gastronomical. Many a
rebel gnaws on a drumstick in
this first State Capital while
dreaming of a slab of ham
and a bowl of frog-eye gravy to
go with his grits or rice.
He is a hog when it comes to
pork, but the price gets him
down. So, fowled up for fair,
he picks out a placed hen at
the supermarket, and totes it
home to grace the skillet or
stew pot as best it can.
Speaking of pork, few New
Behans know a bargain when
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NEW BERN-CRAVEN COUNTY
PUBLIC LIBRARY
The NSW BERN
FUBLISHID WIIKLY
IN THB HBABT OF
lASTBRN NORTH
'••OUNA
VOLUME 9
NEW BERN> N. C., FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 3, 1967
NUMBER 44
HIGH HONOR—February 11 is goinsf to be a big day
for 2nd Lieut. Herbert D. Williams, HI, of New Bern.
Assigned to the 101st Airborne Division, he will re-
celve the 15th annual Robert P. Patterson Award as
graduate of the Amry’s Infantry
Officer School at Port Penning, Ga. Mrs. Patterson,
widow of the Secretaiw of War, will make the presen
tation. When notified of his selection by Brigadier
General L. H. Schweiter, Williams said, “i am deeply
honored by the distinction of the Patterson Award.
This is one of the highest forms of incentive for a
young officer, and I shall endeavor to justify the faith
of all concerned.” The honor is based on outstand
ing qualities of leadershio, academic efficiency, apti-
tude and character. Williams, a graduate of New Bern
High, later graduated magna cum laude from East
Carolina College.