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VOLUME 10
NEW BERN, N. C., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 17,1967
NUMBER 34
New Bernlans who traveled
repeatedly to Ralei^ and Wil
mington to see and hear “The
Sound ot Music" before Itplay-
ed here can appreciate the en-
wuslasm of a grandmother In
Glasgow, Scotland. This dear
soul, for three solid years, has
managed to. view the Julie An
drews triumph twice weekly.
Which reminds us, Washing
ton's Ford Theater, where Abe
Lincoln was fatally wounded 102
years ago, will be back in busi
ness January 30. No play has
graced Its boards since the
night the President was slain
there, but the national park
service Is arranging to have
drama of the Lincoln period
presented regularly.
The Ford Is ancient, but can't
compare with our own Masonic
Theater, a show house that has
been In operation since 1812.
George Washington had been
dead just 10 years when the
Masonic opened Its doors. As
for Honest Abe, he was still a
kid.
Not everyone agrees that a
school board appointed rather
than elected serves the best
interests of our town's educa
tional system, but the national
trend appears headed In this
direction.
Roughly 86 percent of the
boards in America are chosen
by public vote, but In many
clUes the belief Is moimting
that appointment tends to assure
members ofhl^er quality. This
column Is in no mood to argue
the point, pro or con.
Last Friday night, after the
New Bern-Greenvllle game, we
had ttie happy privilege of
sampling the prize-winning
pound cake that Paul Cox has
come up with. One of the in
gredients is Mountain Dew (free
plug). The slice we swiftly con- -
sumed with never a care for
calories was almost as deli
cious as Paul's sweet potato
pudding.
Cox shows up at every Bear
contest with a liberal supply of
peanuts he parches himself,
and distributes them to eager
friends. Peanuts he can get,but
finding small paper bags around
the house to sack them In Is a
problem. Although the thought
had never occurred to us,
supermarkets have virtually
ellm'jiated little bags from
our way of life.
Do you pause, as we often do,
at New Bern's lively graveyard?
You'll find It within the shadow
of City Hall, at the eastern end
of the Christ Episcopal Church
grounds, where saints of ages
past sleep and last long sleep
beneath ancient stones.
There, amoni^ epitaphs all but
obliterated by the ravages of
time, noisy youngsters attend
ing kindergarten tax the dura
bility of playground equipment
Installed for their benefit. It Is
a familiar sight, Monday
through Friday.
Such capering may seem In
extremely bad taste to some of
the visitors In our town, but
New Bernlans, having viewed
the carrying on for el^teen
years, apparently see nothing
downright sinful in it.
As for the kids, mercifully
unperturbed by worn marble
slabs that attest to man's fleet
ing stay op' earth, they accept
grave stones in close proxi-
mUy to their romping as na
turally as a rose accepts the
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RADAR RICHARD—^That’s The Mirror’s nickname for
North Carolina’s No. 1 quarterback. Like the Action
ary says, he establishes through timing the distance
and direction of motion of any obj^ect In the path of
his beam. The objects concentrated on by Stilley are
New Bern High School Bears, and the beam is a
bundle of inflated pigskin that reaches its destination
with uncanny accuracy. Aided and abetted by Dickie
Tuttle, Clem Brinson, Dan Jenkins, David Johnson,
and versatile Garland Ballard on the receiving end,
and a stalwart line headed by Ballard, New Bern’s
star of stars passed successfully 77 times during regu
lar season. Of the 77 completions, 14 were touchdown
heaves, and his trusty arm accounted for 1,462 yarA,
all told. Only three of his tosses were intercepted,
a figure that intrigued and astounded college scouts.
In addition, he scored seven touchdowns himself and
three extra points.—Photo by Chick Natella.