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VOLUME 15
NEW BERN, N. C. 28560, FRIDAY, JANUARY 19, 1973
NUMBER 44
Yesterday was when almost
everybody in town made a
batch of snow cream each time
a Uanket of white surprisln^y
descended. Fear of radiation
and other harmful stuff in the
atmosphere now restrains us.
Yesterday was when the
hottest thing in the boiler room
at Central School wasn’t the
furnace, but the whacked
posteriors of misbdiaving lads
Supterintendent H. B. (Bog
Bear) Smith worked on with a
leather strap.
Someone smarter than we are
will have to tell you what a hog
bear is, since we can’t find it in
the dictionary or our two sets of
encyclopedias. Mr. Smith
probably dicta’t know either, but
the nickname enraged him.
Yesterday was when Clara
Bow starr^ on the screen in
Elinor Glyn’s sexy novel, IT.
New Bern's movie goers were
entertainingly shocked, but the
fllm wouldn't raise an eyebrow
if shown today at a church
social.
Yesterday was when no
grocery store could have gotten
by with selling flour in paper
sacks. Mr. Pillsbury and them
other guys who used cloth bags
for conttdners sure were a boon
to gals with a lingerie problem.
Yesterday was when very few
people in town were so back-
waM they had never taken a
ride on a train. In our present
age of advanced transp^tion,
there are thousands of New
Bernians who haven’t had this
experience.
Yesterday was when the
Williamsport Grit you bought
for a niacel was several times
larger than the copy you pay
four times as much for now.
What’s more you get a colw
portrait of a President, for
hraming.
Yesterday was when a
benevolent Mack we knew only
as Major was much loved by
local Mds. He was nice about
letting TOu climb on the back
step of nis ice wagon, to gather
smidl pieces chipp^ off in
reducing blocks for delivery.
If • you were smart, you
alreaoy had a wad of old
newspaper stuffed in your pants
pocket to wrap around the hunk
ot ice, so it wouldn’t freeze your
hand while you were eating it.
Sometimes when there was
ust a bunch of little pieces no
igger than nothing you didn’t
need no wad of newspaper. You
just scraped it up and shoved it
all in your mouth at me time.
When you did this as fast as
you could, so some other kid
wouldn’t beat you to it, almost
always you got a sudden pain
right over your «yes. Probably
the pain had something to do
with your sinuses getting chilled
suddenly.
Of course, in those days none
of us kids had ever heard tell ot
sinuses, and so far as we know,
neither had any of the grown
folks. Sinuses, like viruses had
to wait for tdevision to really
come into their own.
Yesterday was when nobotfy
had air conditioning. With
windows up and doors wide
open, you could always teO who
was bofling a pot of summer
edisrds, or fiylng a men of
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