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WEDNESDAY MARCH 23, 1960 0) r j fi & r, f rx 4 li U VAi O Sii u u vj; &i &u W-1 TRl OAILT TAR HBEL list Ins ill Vi 1 yi A Farewell i o S he American Hospital You Are By FRANK CROWTHER !o :n Vl "It was five n t ." she sai l. "I'm sorry." was a very nice hoy. marry me hit he was capturci 'In the war'.'" I uskv.t. !y j bov who w as I i.-t let Ho was .run'. lo - t ::. bv :): c.r the Nouvelle Eve ;ms. "'" i have- beaut : fill hair." I said, rallying. "1 we u ;?i t. cut it off when ho Icit." .he r eve J St. Tropi i a smW, xpcntive resort slightly bov lvel on th French Riviera. The na tion call it I coin tcque of France. Three miles to the East it Cape St. Tropei. On this eastern shore there it the dried and sun baked carca of an Eskimo. No one has explained what the Eskimo was seeking at that latitude. Paris is full of l.ts named Iluckv. which is a diminutive of the name I'.e.re. ami there is a Parisian juke about a father vh riic tn I'a-is air! inserted an advertisement in the personal column t I'Humanite which uid: HOCKV MKK'I MK A i IUTZ ItAK NOON Tl'KDAY KOIt VI N IMUGK AM. IS FOKGIVHN PAPA, and how eiht hundred ad veins men drank 4.ll) ulasM's of vin rouge that Tuesday while waiting for their Papa (who d.dn't show up hecau-e of the Metro strike). That has no hearing on my story, hut I thought I would show yoti from t he hemnnin-.: that a man idove ain't ;;.t no chance ich. reader"'). I luie not yet learned that there are si. me things that yeci have to put in abeyance when telling a story. It was in. the late summer of that year that we lived at the Put Hotel where we could look across Place Vendomc to Van Clef & ArpeU. Tn ops of tourists went hy our mnns ;;nd down the rue tie la Pai liopeles'ly trying to find the ('ale do la I'aix. They r;iid a mvat deal of l'us and y.m could hear it until late in t h afternoon. Some times you could hear it late at niti'rit. In fact, ym could hear it constantly a!on with the rain boat in n clown elegantly oil tlie Polls Ih-ces and lite l'.entleys In the early fall my money ran out ami I wrote my old -mm for fitly p-and. P,f.re he could reply. I I'd! f; m a h:tr stool and broke mv U"A- It was one of thi.- nights when ! had taken one too man rations of the ureat -tiant killer. They tmik me to the American Hospital. The orderly in the cmerenc n m wore a cap an i a mustache. He was in hirt sic cm and a stetho scope hung Irom his pocket. Somehow he remind ed me of an old billiard partner of mine. Count lUbaldi. who had iven me man of the few yao I ideas I then sported. He knew hi huine.s. that orderly, and ou could tell it by the wa he ordered the nurses around Softly, woman, so sottty. Straili'cn cut his lt!,s." lie looked down at me and smiled vmtlv sai l. "I wanted ! do something for him." I d.dn't ;:y anything. "Do you supp:ic it will always .co on?" she a.ke I "What'.'" "The tourist season." "It will have to crack sometime." I replied, bravely. She smiled and left. She had a very nice smil" P was ti!l raining that niht when the head nure trade her rounds. She picked up my chart and frowned. You're originally from the LeTl P.ank and ei in a Itiht Hank hospital?" she asked. "Yes." "I low d; I that happen.'" "I .v:ts sphirjiii-. in the llitz with some friends when it was broken. My lei;. I mean. Anyhow. 1 alrea.ly spoke the dialect." Peter B. Young 'Mr. Ytun. a farmer s'.udcnl at ilv University of North Caro li u an.l Lcaisiana Stale l .iiwr s'ny is cu.reir.ly eiiiplayed by the Wiimir.lvui Slar-Ne,ss in Wilming ton. N. C. Ho has held b.h the Woedro.v Wilscn ami Southern I'n .tl Ptllowshi; .s a.ni is ;-.n Air Vi. ce vj'.crati of the Korean War. Til's s;-,ee.h was delivered to 1.10 tre. hmen students at the YMCA F.e-hman Camp on Sept. 10, lit.")'.), li..' Ed tar.' The yreat Army taak .Liieral. (k,rie S. Pat.un. o.ice was push ed i .:t on s:as;c in Iront of a hidi sc'.iool assembly in lo.va. or some other . ciuily (ia.i-fot saken place. The general had a little canned .-peech ail ready far the students. M'lr.eihing about buying war bonds, but wh-n lie saw those alert, clean ycung laces he threw away his prepared text and tried de speralely to get across a succinct c.vTcssLn of hard-earned w isdoin. He beg.n his aJ-libbed speech this wav: "KIDS. DON'T 15 E A all right, hain .In 1- it if l.e' K a-M-l had "You're coing to be easy." Another nure put her n-m arot:n-i and breathed wi my face. It was like hcing l on the Metro during th.- morning rush. 'I he; ly got nie up to the ward and into a In d uhi no sheets. They were locked op aad n ).e i knew where the key was. Later. I asked the atUadar" for a pmate room with a view. A c! ;.n. well lighted place It was then that I saw m my mind the radwav stations and the snow covered mountains r.nd the rich women who had tricked and cheated me r.i:.! dl the half-wits I had ki.oAn 'I h -e were th things I remembered. T!k' g o 1 times an I tlie quarrels and the changes, not just the evuts, that I knew I would finally write abuit. The gre..t thinn was to hang on aim fool an imd an 1 ogV and eavesdrop and yearn; and when ei e nvincv I jourpelf that you undersleod. to writ": sometimvs before, and usually a Ik !! of a 1 ' alter. Jhd lhe.se weeks in the hospital were s ine of tic ha I dry-. Not being gr.od or g"iitle or brave. I va sure that some day soon I could ' nee more im to Harry's New York Par on Saturday night and toll exi! ; Mories to the American girls -.n ti.ur. That was a good thing to have in reserve. Several mornings later, while dreaming of mi-m soup in Au Chien i'ii i-urne and dinner A l. Cloche d'Or. I realized that my St. Anthony medal was missing. Somebody had probably removed it at one of the undressing stations. I wasn't , Catho lic but had heard that the medal wa very u.cfu!. Not having it spooked mo. That afternoon I was still under the effects of my morphine shot and the demor d piiS I had been Knocking on the side when I saw her. dearly, fcr the first time. She looked young and fresh an:l beautiful. I had never soon any one so beautiful. Her name was Urctt Berkeley. She was one of the nurses who had been giving me '.be treatmon'. I knew then what would hapren. And it d. I. It is impossible to believe the ervejr -;ii an: spiritual intensity, the jure c'assi-j be i ity th .i tan be produced bv a woman. She seemed to he one of those few simple people caught up in i primitive society. For some reason I w:s'"d thit I had been an ambulance driver but that. I km-w, would never he. My French license had been perm anently revoked lor driving around the Arc do Triompho the wrong way during the owning rush hour. The way she looked at me ma le me fed damned lonely and I mddonly decide to forge! the sickness and the v..r and make a 'eparaie piece. Ou:ide it was i i nin ;. P'-ett w.r; larvjMig i s'id:.y;h. ua.hr her a. a "What' the slid. f,rV" I a.kcj. "I'm learning il myself." she sa'd. "It's reallv a beam ii id language. I'm from the Left Bank. to.), you know." I said that I didn't. "Do you knew if Miss Berkeley will he aroun I tonight?" I a.ked. She looked at me and she knew. I knew she knew. "She'll he here in m hmir." With that she left. Ootside, it was raining harder. I sent for the porter and when he came I told him in dialect to got me a bottle of Cinzano, a fiasco of Chianti and the Paris Presse. My dialect must not have been too good. lie returned with a Coke, a pot of hot tea. and the Herald Tribune. It didn't matter. There wasn't a corkscrew on my wing. He left mo alone and I lay in hod and read the paper for a while. There was news from thr front at Little Rock and a list of the dead with their decorations from Oovernor Faubus. It wasn't a very good war. but it was a!-l they had. Lai or. as I w as c!v. ching my lottery tickets and watching the rain. Brett came in without my notic ing her. She walked over to the bed and I turned and looked up. When I saw her I was in love With her. Fvorythmg turned' over indde of me. She sat on the side of the bed and loaned over to kiss me. 1 e l the tu-toi stage that soon), "wo could have had heart beating. She had a cleanly smell, like grease and od on a field piece. My instincts rose above my sickness. "You mustn't." she said. "You're not well enough." 'T mut. I have to." "You can't. You shouldn't." In my anxiety. I knocked over the dike and the pot of tea. The Coke broke the urine bottle and turned over tin- bedpan. The tea spilled into her shoe-. It wa a hell of a commotion. 'We heard .wine one coming and she got up quickly. "Oh. Mr. Henry," Brett said (my name is Jake hut she called me Mr. Henry since wo hadn't reach ed the tu-toi stage that soon), "we could have had such a good time together." "Yes." I said, "isn't it jolly to think so." She picked up her shillelagh and started crying. I liked the way she cried. As she got to the door ho turned and sai l, "When we moot again, darl ing, you will bo loojI to me. won't you? Because we're going to have a strange life together." "Of course. ;veot." I said. "But you will have to bo good to me. too. Because- I've alwavs had the feeling we woald have a short happy life. You won't bo a witch, "'ill vou?" "No. darling. I vo alrea.iv made up my mm- not to. And. vou knew. fee rather d de ciding not to he a witch." 1 didn't say an thing. She was gone. When I left the hospital it was still raining ;-nd I almost decided to get out of Paris. I though: that was a oof! thing ti; since Monsieur Auzoll ) wouldn't let me have my n m hack at the Piiz. He raid he had di ubts about my character. But I tried not to think about it hy going to the Tot it at i toti Bar and asking for a c'loucroute and a bee' Drinking that first one of the day, which is al was the finest one there is, and looking down at the bush-faced woman on the other end of the bar, I was almost completely happy. I took out a pencil and some paper and began writing furious ly. Before the aflernoon was over. I had written two stone. "Two Big-Hearted Kivers" and "Th" Gambler. The Hun. and the T.S.F." If those stories were as good as I thought they were, I though', what a hell of . a writer I ruist be. . Soon I was taken very drunk and started talk ing to the barhrdc-- ah-.-ut the bull fights and b x ing and being a kid up in Michigan I had wanted to be a matador but found that I couldn't 1 ") my feet still. In fact, it was soon discovered Oat I could h'ivc outrun ar(y Flores. Calache or Miura bull in Spain. And if I hadn't had a distaste for boxing I could have ly-on middleweight champi"-! of our school. They didn't have a boxing team an--how. I also trdd him ahoet t'-'e time when I vas a bey and on a canning trio with mv old nan. There was a swarm of ants on a log burning in the fire (It wasn't raining that time.) They ran frcm on ( o.d to the other but n. tie ercaned. I learned a great lesion from that. If va u're. ever an ant in the wools, stay the hell away from logs near a catnpfire. I have n't seen lie tt since be ing released ira. the American Hospital. But I know she will he there when I d i d eide to go hack. And if I cd her into t finale, ? ;m ;, ays sneak over to ill He dc la C n.ntral te across the o- n Taey tell me vv v. id '- rilcry ev-r l'-o if we can jus', make i river and iria the pews. DUMB BASTAKD AND DIE FOB YC-UIi COUNTRY! MAKE SOME OTHER DUMB BASTARD DIE FOR HIS country:" There is no record of the stu dent's response to General Pat ton's advice. There is no evidence, cither i.oui Iowa or any.vhere else in America, that indicates ear un derstanding o; Palton's fun-ami vi tal principle thai, sou id thinking can save our lives. On the con trary, there is ecnsid-erable evi dence that we have failed to take Patton's injunction to heart. We spend more money for highways than lor schools. We spend more money for television advertising than for public health. We spend more money lor booze and cigaret tes than for missiles. The chances are excellent that this kind of topsy-turvy confusion will kill a majority of Americans within the next live years, and thereby end the gre.ll .aiericuii syga. On that cheery not? permit me to add my small welcome as you begin your co'I-ege careers. At this precious moment we are all virgins. As far as the Univer sity c; North Carolina is concern ed, you are without a lault. And as far as van are concerned, the University is populated by intel lectual giants about on a par with the late Albert Einstein. It will take about one week to dispel this false illusion of virginity. The University will find that most of you have been "had" by criminal ly inadequate high schools, that you are unequipped for serious college work. You. in turn, will quickly discover that we are not intellectual giants, that we are, in fact, something very close to stumbleiiams. Having discovered those awful truths, we will then settle do.vn to some s(,rt of four year marriage. For a few of you, a precious le.v, it will be a mar liage of love. For mosi of you, il vvil lie a marriage of convenience er w .so, a grim marriage ol ne cesi v. New I am supposed to address you this morning r.i the assigned subject: THE CHALLENGE OF HIM WORLD SITUATION. The YMC Committee that concocted this p deniieus title did so on the soan 1 assimiptien that it was so meaningless as to enable me to say anything I wanted. The first thing 1 want to do is to examine ' this iitle in the most literal sc:ve. This title implies that there is something separate ia;l distinct from us. something called "the world situation," and tills something is a challenge. What nonsense! There is nothing en this earth that ye.i are no: in. mutely corrected wi ll. Yc'J or- ".he challenge of the v.-f rid dtua'.i .n." Such strong. h ;.s you posfcss arc the hope of 'the xvorld situation" Your many abund.v.t we. knc.sses are the Je sral: of "thj world si.ua.ian." ycu arm Tiiz chll:n"u; OF THE WOiUJ SITUATION. Aid rriua l this simple, but radi cal fc-.-muIr.tion. I will build the res: of my talk. The dominant fact about the "'.vo: Id sltuaticV that yen ; re a part of .hat you !ire ih thai It i ge of is hat there is a var gdr.g on. The major he! igercnts are, f ce iire, cursehv.s and .he It.issians. You will he sur.ise1 1. v many sappedy in'.e'ligent ree;dg i . toe to lace his -or id Uict: th i :.e . is a v. . r na g : os, . n , 'y - : m. y be in eres'.e I' we are cur. c.ly d..- loc.s. ..a important part of ycur job as s u den,s will be to rudely inject this iia.ty fact into every classroom. Where is this war beiig fought? Tais is an important quasticn, and ! will answer it by telling a very persona! stcry. Please forgive me. The story concerns, in addition to myself, a beauliiul aad wonder ful girl who once told me the most magnificent lie I have ever heard. The story takes place in l!r0 when I was ju.t about your age, and the gkl was perhaps a little vvanger. We were spending the day on an isolated beach about .o miles from Los Angeles. We led a portable radio, a few sand wiches and 'truth will out) a six pack of beer. You dig the bit, I am sure. Now iliis girl was a Polish Jc v, and as a mere child she had some how ma.iag d to survive the great Nazi cleat h camp of Auschwitz. Abe.it three million Jews were ex terminated at this camp while on ly a handful survived. A kng chain of li.tle miracles brought this girl to that Southern Califor nia beach, to the portable radio and the saicLviehes and the beer. We dozed off after lunth. If theie were any onlookers .vhich 1 daubt" it was a peaceful Ameri can scene: th . bey. the girl, the blanket, the radio.the empty beer cans. 1 was awakened when the girl began talking in her sleep. Then she uttered wordless little cries and whimperings, and fi nally her whole body shuddered fearfully. She was having a night mare aad I gently woke l.cr. "Bad dream?" I asked. "Yes." she said, "I was dream ing about the camp. 1 am so so.-- Challenge - :- V J: . -,-. t ry- For some reason, perhaps be cause it was so wildly grotesque for her to aplogize to .me for the nightmare, 1 broke up. 1 mean I bawled. At this point, our roles reversed. She attempted to com lort me. She held me in her arms, patted my head, and said, "Do not cry. Peter. We are in Ameri ca, and the war is far away." THE WAR IS FAR AWAY, NO! This was a lie. a magnificent lie, a lie motivated by love, but a lie neve.theless. The .war was right there on that secluded 'California beach. And I mean to- tell you that it was a hellishly tough war that .day in sunny California. She was wounded in that war, and so was I. THE WAR IS NEVER FAR AWAY. That is the first corollary to our major formulation that YOU are the challenge of the world situation. How close to- Chapel Hill is the purely military aspect of the great far for the world is currently be ing fought at Goldsboro, about 80 miles from here. A few weeks ago, I saw a small paiagraph buried in the back p; ges of the Durham " -newspaper that the Strategic Air Command had transferred a squadron of giant B-52's to the air base at Goklsboro. A squadron o! B-52's c..nsis's of 15 planes. In addition, these particular pUa.es were B vG models, with the except ie i oi the missiles and the B-5"s now phasing in. the best offensive wea pons we possess. This one quad ron of B-52' at Goldsboro carries more of an explosive pinch than ad the planes of all the countries combined in World War II. Thi.s one squadron at Gddsboro is fully capable of killing perhaps 25 to 1 30 million Russians. Naw if I saw this lit de para graph ie. the ne.vspaper, you may be sure that Soviet In.eligenec a'sj ricked it n. llicse boys arc, g ed. aad they buy a Id of Amer ican newspaper-; 'for jtid such tided. s as the one th.it I le'l acrcss. i' -efote il is sale to assume tha'. s-nv -where h the U.S.S.R.. in an i.- '"egrai.td command post. PETER . YOUNG ... a little neootisrn ther is an enormous war map of the United States with a pin, of a particular color, placed square1: on Goldsboro. The color of the pin means that in the latest, re vised RussLvi war plan a missile eat rylng submarine or an inter continental rocket or a long-range bomb.er has been assigned the routine chore of "taking out" Golrisborc-. Taking cut Goldsboro will also take out much of the sovereign state, of North Carolina. But if the fall-out pattern is of a certain configuration we hi Chape! Hill may well survive. That is, we may surv ive if the admin sitration ot this University has the vision and the foresight to stock pile a two-weeks supply of canned foods to keep us going. This is the minimum civil defense recom mendation and I see no reascn why institutions cannot be urged to comply, as well as individual householders. II is one of the great ironies of history that the metropolis of New York peses no immediate threat to the Russians and therefore can be allowed to live for a day or two or three, while Goldsboro, N. C. the Peyton Place of To bacco Road must be obliterated instantly on the first strike. In a deeper sense, the war is even closer to Chapel Hill than Goldsboro. ThTs is a total war. a phenomenon peculiar to cur cen tury, which means simply that it is a war fought with every kind of weapon in every place. This war we are in. this war we are losing, is like a many-faceted diamond. Turn it one way and the light re veals a military aspect. Turn it another way and you see the poli tical aspect. Turn it still another way and you get the economic slant of the conflict. Keep turning it, and ycu will see still more fa cets ideological, psychological, subversive, etc. The front is everywhere. Here in Chanel Hill the war is being fought on the education front. When you walk inte a classroom at the University of North Caro li a. your real competition does not come frcm the brigh. kid who sits next to you. that kid who keeps pushing up the curve and whom yet heartily detest. No. he is not ycur eemre.Li an. Year real competition is sitting in a clas room on the other side of the world. He is year Russian cpp. site number. And he is just" as annoyed with his curve setters as you are with yours. Because, you see, your Russian opposite .-.umber, like vcu, is no genius. thinks will largely determine the ratu.e el his weapons. These wea pons, in turn, will largely deter mine the nature of his strategy, and therefore, his chances of vic tory. Notice that . in this chain 'IHINKING- comes first. And what comes even before thinking? TRAINING. Ycu cannot think un til you are trained. That is why ycu ar? about to enter the U.u- . vcrsity of North Carolina. That is why ycur performance here is so critically important. This brings me to the second ' and last corollary to our major formulation. T II E EVENTUAL OUTCOME OF THE WAR VIC TORY OR DEFEAT - WILL BE DETERMINED BY A CALCULUS OF EFFORT. This second corol lary c:m best be illustrated by a little borrowing from the world of big-time football, surely a timely subject in itself. Next week, when the sun goes down behind Kenan Stadium, the scoreboard will read t'vve hope UNC 26. Clemson 7. (And UNC will be well on its way tt the Su gar Bowl where my alma ma'er, LSU will beat their brains c.at. But let's get back to this Clen.son score, 26-7. and what k really means. On every play d the game, every man will have an ass'gi ment which w ill h. ing him in.o conflict wi.h one or maybe mere of the opposition. If there are I.e.) plays in the game, .his me:. that there are ro;hr.:.s UOD li.t.e conflicts subsumed v. I thin the, one big conflict which registers on ih scoreboard. Each eve of these lit tle conllicts has a ..inner and a ..eeurate rendi--Jlemson score : na 647, Clem- "g little conflicts no? That is im- Lik e ycu. is just a guv. His one advantage an important one) is that he understands far more clearly thai you the essential :ac s :d at die war now in progress. Pecans? of this undeistaa.dirg. j cur Rus .i m crposite number is a v ery h i: d-wcrklm; bey. The impcrtanee of this education al !'r cannot be over-estimated. In fact, il may well be thy most important Lent of all. What a m. n leser. So a mo- e tion of the Care.'! might well be C. son 453. Which one of th was the decisive possible to determine. Actually, they are all decisive each and ev.. rv one. That is why Bear Bry ant, the g; eat Alabama coach, says: "The name of the game is knock." The most fundamental idea in football is to belt that oth er guy on EVERY play. 'And sometimes between plays'. That is why Paul Diefzel, coach of the LSLT national champs, has a sign in his locker room which reads: "When the going gets tough, that's when the tough get going." If we belt that other guy on every play, if we smash him every chance we get, the cumulative effect of this kind of pcunding will eventually crack him. He will get one straw toy many, and we will find tmuch to our surprise that we have broken his back. At that point we get the spectacular touchdown which even the fans in the stadium can see. What holds true for football' also holds true for international con flict. The great war for the wvrld is actually made up of an i -finite number ol little, man-fo-man con flicts. As previously indicated, these little conllicts take place everywhere; these lltde conflicts are military, political, economic, psychological. idedegiea', e.c. Which oi these li'tle ea diets will prove to be decisive? Again, vo or ' kio.v. it could easily be that the fene of the world will be de termined in a Chapel Hi 1 class-, reran. It may be that one of you v. ill suddenly catch on fire in a Leshman history class, ard, as a result, grew up to provide this na ti n wi.h a portion of the disting uished, gutty leadership it so de sperately needs. Ii any ev t-nt. as ycur "coach" Ur todav. I want to give ycu an as i gran grit. For the next fct-r vear. your assignment is to belt that Ilxssi m kid. ycur eppcsi.a number, El'ERY day. I. mean I went yea to smash him. tnd I'm these phony "character-builders. ' Like the late Jim Tatum. I be lieve the WINNING builds charac ter far more effectively than L05ING. This is particularly true in the international conflict where the penalty for being a loser is death. I, have yet to see a corpse which has any sore of character w hatscever. Since we began with a Pattou slory, I suppose that symmetry demands another Patton stry as we approach our conclusion. Pat ton was never the kind of general who stayed behind his troops. He was always out in front. (For those of you who have grown to maturity under Eisenhower, this particular) quality is called "lead ership." One day, Patton. accompanied by his driver, came across a de tachment of GIs lolling on the edge of a small river in Western Germany. It was November of 1944, the river was just beginnrng to encrust with ice, and the pace of Pa .ten's lightening advance had bogged down. The general leaped out of his jeep and, with his usual gentle ness, demanded to know just what in the hell was going on. A young lieutenair came for--ward. "Sorry, Sir," he said, "We're waiting for tbe engineers to come up and build us a bridge." "YOU'RE WHAT?", roared the incredulous Patton. "YOU STUPID SON-OFA-BITCH, ILL SHOW. YOU HOW TO GET ACROSS THAT RIVER!" Wi.h that, the general ripped off all his clothes, dove into the icy stream, swam across with power ful, lunging strokes, and clam bered up the bank em the other side. There he stood, naked, the pride of the American Army. He yelled a few choice obscenities in Gorman on the off-chance that there might be some Nazis pre set, turned around, and returned the same way he came. He stood in front of the lieutenant, wet and shivering and still naked. "That," he 'said, "is how you will get across the river." In terms of your own situation, the point of that little story is this. Do not wait for our faculty to come up and build you a nice, easy "bridge." In the first place, the chance is good that our facul ty 'iike oiher faculties is never coming. In the second plce, if by some miracle th-e faculty should make the scene, they will doubtless construct a bridge that will collapse the first time you put any weight on it. No. you must rip off your clothes, 'so to speak) and dive in. Dive in where? Try the library. In many respects, it is a third-rate library, but it is all we have and we must learn to work within its limita tions. If vj are devoted and in genious, I can assure you that there is mere than enough mate rial even in our library which will erable ycu to carry out success fully your important assigament to bek that Russian kid every day. And now we must summarize and conclude. FIRST, You are the challenge of the world situation. SECOND, the war Ls never far away. The war is everywhere. THIRD. The eventual cutccme of the war for the world will be do te:. reined by a calclus of etfert. The decisive blow may he struck an- oint, even in a sleepy net tea par.toutar As yru "cr 'di" sii'tli kaaw that hwv von do it. lor ted ay. you I am r.-l one ef Chapel Hill classroom. If you keep these fundamentals in mind, you may yet live. Indeed, you may live t;. see and help build .a- hddit p-mc-row. Good luck, and God bless vcu. All, YZSf LITTLER FR.YM0CK! WHAT 15 HIS O D O a ( PINS" v r X r n THAT, IS THE TROUBLE! HOW CAN YOU PUT with NOTHING mwts'fA" i CANDIDATE ISSUES? HEW STATEMENTS FREMMIS.EOY BUG. Vki SAYS'" "JES'FINE"prfi r KEYA PAHA. NEBR. (UP). ;' Ballon . ' Sy iThe electrifying words. "Jes' Fine" mis l.pe - I'.wAnl tKift i iM hpst cnuntv 1 'tap. AHD1.iA prainpKiidl.reioda'ayVU r Dick :AN;.?A'2:, C-' CgCAi,U I '-fit J ) AV i T-s I I a-k I . -1 :;x - WV.V I iii Af VOJ PUKERAfc. f J V J i . . . r -r-"- 73 A UJ . JQ
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