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Friday, June 4, 19G5 Page THE DAILY TAR HEEL - The Dafly Tar Heel is the official news publication of the University of North Carolina and is published by students daily except Mondays, examinations periods and vacations. Twiav'e le nwrial Silver Anniversarv edition in tribute to the Class m Martin Harmon '40 Shelley Relfe '40 Harry Gatton '40 John Anderson '40 Doris Goerch Horton '40 Second Class postage paid at the post office in Chapel Hffl C. Subscription ra per semester; 8 per year. Printed by the WrfpfeSffw Press is enUtled exclusively to the use for publication of an local news pnmcu paper as well as all AP news dispatches. Right To Examine Theologians and philosophers agree, as well as the man-in-the-street who pauses to think Mortal man improves the physical and material, with faster autos, jet planes which travel faster than sound, kitchen aides from dish washers to blenders to electronic ovens, moon-bound space ships, and computers which think. Conversely, he progresses compara tively slowly, if at all, in the abstracts of unselfishness, human relations, and objectivity. When the Class of '40 matriculated, when it graduated, and today a quarter century later, this problem remains and is continuing. University of North Carolina (Chapel Hill), new official handle of the Chapel Hill branch of the Greater University of North Carolina, was considered by some to be a hot-bed of communism in 1939-40 and is likewise considered by some a red-tinged hot-bed today. State Senator Ralph Scott reported such pockets of thinking in a recent speech on the campus. Classmates knew better then, know better today. Yet it was false charges such as these that helped defeat Dr. Frank Porter Graham, the great UNC president of the thirties and forties, for the United States Senate seat to which he had been appointed by Governor Kerr Scott. Some 4,000 students were enrolled at the University in 1939-40. If there were more than 40 real Communists on cam pus that year, classmates of '40 would be surprised. Today UNC numbers more than 10,000 students on campus. It is a rather safe bet that incidence of Communism is about the same .01 of one percent. Classmates of '40 were knowledgeable of the American Student Union, the Lib erty League, the America First move ment, and other extreme organizations right and left. Today there are Americans for Demo cratic Action, the John Birch Society, renascent efforts by the Ku Klux Klan, and CORE some extreme right, some left. One of the University's bugaboos to day is the 1963 law, enacted last-minute and in railroad jack-balling fashion, the Speaker Ban, whereby invitation to known Communists for speaking en gagement on any campus of a state supported school is illegal. It is a silly law. None would anticipate invitations to speak being transmitted to persons claiming protection of the Fifth amend ment to the Constitution, but it just might be something could be learned from a Russian biologist, musician, physicist or mathematician, obviously Communists if eminent in their fields. Most, it is suspected, would not want to pass an address by Russian Ambassa dor Dobrynin particularly if opportun ity were given to quiz him in open forum. . The basic silliness in the Speaker Ban law is that the person to fear is the wolf in sheep's clothing, he who does not Where? Twenty-five years ago the Class of 1940 stepped out into a world hellbent for catastrophe: an economic depres sion! was still around and a world war was at hand. . The Nazi Germans and the Japanese were stopped, defeated. Now, 25 years later, how have we con tributed to make this a better world in which to live? Is there now more hope than fear? Is it a world with more right than evil? More faith than suspicion? More confidence than doubt? More enlighten ment than prejudice and ignorance? More honor than deceit? More goodwill than hostility? How is it in our neighborhoods, our towns, our states, our country? How goes it in our world today? And then I picked up a paper with reports of the KKK , holding rallies in North Carolina, and I wondered . . . Morris W. atlg ar Editor Sports Editor Reporter Columnist Columnist Doris Coble Helms '40 .......... t Edward L. Rankin, Jr. '40 ShSSS Orville Campbell '42 .......... r v525 MsrT'40 Editorial Contributor Rosenberg ifl 5 1 i 'I i claim his Communist political religion. The United States has already been victimized many times by the ostrich policy of putting its liead into the sand. The slowness to recognize the danger of Hitler from 1933 made the nation woefully impotent at December 7, 1941. Most recent example was the halcyon days of the fifties, when Americans, from Washington officials to private citizens, were comforting themselves that the Russian Ivan was a stupid dolt. The sad awakening jolt came with Sput nik I in 1957 and the nation is still in arrears in the space race. The purpose of teaching is to teach students to think, to use their heads for more than hat-racks, and this purpose is traditional with the University of North Carolina. Chief UNC Benefit Though Tar Heels, as would be proper at a state-supported University, far out number students from other states and lands, there is nevertheless an incid ence of students from outside the state's bounds. . ' The presence of these "furriners" provides one of the University's more important benefits, a form of ecu menicalism. A graduate of '40 remarks, "It was at the University that I learned something of the Jewish culture, of the Chinese culture, and Yankee culture from fel low students. I learned that no race nor ethnic group held patent to all that was worthwhile and that Yankeeland also produced some migthy good folk." Village Charm Retained Alfred Guy (Pete) Ivey, Class of '35, ex-editor of the Carolina Buccaneer and once director of Graham Memorial stu--dent union, is now director of the Uni versity news bureau. His UNC student' era and re-association makes him well known to the Class of '40. He was commenting recently on the amazing growth of the University in the past 25 years, in plant, faculty and students, and the concurrent growth of the Village of Chapel Hill. Chapel Hill, of course, is no longer a village, qualifying with several thousand to spare, for city-status on basis of the test applied by the Bureau of the Cen sus. But, says Pete Ivey, Chapel Hill in spite of its hustle and bustle still re tains its village charm. We agree, even though the Class of '40 may find a map necessary to spot Ehringhaus dormitory, for instance, where the class is billeted during Silver Anniversary reunion activities. '40's Fortyish Until Woollen Gymnasium opened for business the dancing spa for Tar Heels was the much-used Tin Can, also the locale for indoor track and basketball. Someone suggested to the Silver An niversary arrangements committee that one of the few big-name bands still in business be booked for the Tin Can as a highlight of the Class of '40's twenty fifth anniversary get-together. While budgetary matters were a minor consideration, principal one proved to be medical. The Tin Can is not air-conditioned and Chapel Hill usually boasts steamy temperatures around commencement time. It was not thought sage to encourage heart attacks among the fortyish Class of '40 with an old-fashioned swingding at the venerable Tin Can. The cooled Country Club was chosen instead. Millenium At Hand When the Class of '40 crossed the rostrum to claim sheepskins from Gov ernor Clyde Roark Hoey, they had just heard the brilliant baccalaureate ad dress by Dr. Douglas Southall Freeman, Richmond, Va., editor and biographer. The Class of '65 will get parting words of wisdom from Dr. Edgar M. Knight. Is the millenium at hand? Dr. Knight's current claim to fame is his role as president of the institution 12 miles east known as Duke University. Is the millenium at hand? Certainly the Civil War must be over. IT IT By .EE! RANKIN When my old boss editor, Martin Harmon, assigned me a HELLO SUCKER column for this special 25th anniver sary edition, I headed for the attic There in a dusty card board box was what remained of my mementoes from the Class of 1940. The box contained a baker's dozen of yellowed Daily Tar Heels, a few student Party handbills, one Carolina Maga zine, a "Sound and Fury" pro gram, the June 11, 1940 com mencement program and every copy of the. Carolina Bucca neer for the years 1936-40. After a dusty search, I could find only one copy of HELLO SUCKER. Dated Jan uary 30, 1940, it dealt with such weighty topics as a con flict between the dormitory presidents, and the inter-dorm dance committee, the coming campaign plans of the Student and University parties, and the unsettling news that Willie Stauber was in love. Obvious ly, my column left no deep im print on the march of civiliza tion. However, the other material proved more interesting to an old grad. Here are some sam ples: Jimmy Davis was elected president of the student body (April, 1939) by a vote of 1,175-644. Other officers elect ed included Jack Fairley, veep for student body, Charlie Wood, sec.-treas. for student body, Martin Harmon, editor of DTH, Allen Green, editor, Carolina Magazine, Jack Lynch, editor, Yackety Yack, and Bill Stau ber, editor, Carolina Bucca neer ... Ace Parker led Blue Devils to 27-7 win with 105-yard scor ing kickoff return (November, 1936) . . . Happily, the next year the DTH used its "sec ond coming" boxcar type to proclaim WE WON! 14-6 .. . Carl Pugh's grisly pictures of medical cadavers in the Buc caneer created a sensation on the campus and an angry investigation at the med school Duke students were suspect ed of sabotage in the prema ture burning of the annual pep rally bon fire on Emerson field (November, 1937) . . . , Hangover Treatment Free, Davis Pledges Outlining plans for the Silver Anniversary reunion at the February 7 luncheon, Chairman Jim Davis noted that a Friday night dance was planned with cocktail party preceding. Alluding to the fact numer ous doctors were produced by the Class of '40, including himself and several in the audience, Dr. Davis prom ised: - "Hangovers will be treated fortuitously and gratuitously." By. Dorothy Coble Helms and' -Doris Goerch Horton Nostalgia is a sign of old age so they say ; so we certainly can't afford to display any symptoms of senility. But we do see from a different angle. Some of our thought-provoking col umns of yesteryear dealt with such sub jects as "imports" for the Germans or May Frolics, freedom of speech and the press, the Honor Council and its rulings, and other items of (to us) equal importance. At least, they seem ed earthshaking at the time. Like the rest of you, we danced at the Tin Can, strolled the paths of the arbo retum, debated the various freedoms or lack of them in Dr. E. J. Woodhouse's class under the Davie Poplar, sang in front of the open fireplaces at Graham Memorial, and were even called upon to conduct "bed check" throughout a sleeping dormitory at one o'clock in the morning. Once, lacking an acquaintanceship with Mr. Webster, one of us we forget which one suggested that tea be served each afternoon at Dormitory Two (now Mclver). Tea and strumpets, we said. Get our your dictionary, said Ed Ran kin. And a pocketful of crumpets to you, sir! Nowadays, instead of worrying about invitations to the dances, our primary concern is keeping our teenage daugh ters at home long enough to do their homework. ' The only freedom we have found has been the freedom to mop, sweep, dust, and iron to our heart's content. Or is the word discontent? The family council has replaced the Honor Council, and such rules as when and where the car may be driven, what time to be in from a date, how much allowance should be forthcoming week- Dr. Hiram Wesley Evans, Im perial Wizard of the Invinci ble Empire of the. Knights of the Ku Klux Klan, spoke to a packed house in Memorial Au ditorium . . . Business Mana ger Bill Ogburn boasted of an alRime high record ($8,0S5) of advertising in the DTH (May, 1940) ... Walter Kleeman's "On the Air" column had this typical radio fare: Rudy Vallee's Va riety Hour, Kate Smith Hour, the March of Time, Major . Bowles Amateur Hour, Kraft Music Hall with Buig Crosby and We the People by Gabriel Heatter . . . May Queen Louise Hudson and Maid of -Honor , ; Bobby Winton led the 1940 May Day. ceremony which featured a Mexican fiesta ... Joe Dawson could not re strain himself when he saw crosses planted by the Confed erate monument so he burned them up . . . David Clark of Charlotte, University trustee, who was not an ad mirer of Dr. Frank Graham, i recommended in September, 1938, that Dr. Frank" be ap- pointed governor of Puerto Rico . . . President Roosevelt spoke in Woollen Gym in December, 1938 and received a Doctor of Laws degree from the Univer sity The April Fool edition of the DTH announced that UNC . co eds had cast off their ancient s yoke and were planning a beer ( party . . . Tommy Dorsey was the big attraction for the May. Frolics in 1940 ... The Buc bravely picked its own coed superlatives: most popular, Marjorie Johnston; most per sonality, Frances Gibson; best looking, Kathleen- Leinbach; ideal, Jean Mclndoe; sweetest, Eunice Patten; screwball, Dor- is Goerch; and best all-around, I Melville Corbett . Thomas Wolfe, 37, former ) Daily Tar ' Heel editor, died September ; 15, 1938, in Baltimore . . Lana Turner, who never went to col lege, was proclaimed Coed No. s i. - ; ' In thumbing through the old ; Bucs, I came across my prized ' copy of the banned, infamous Sex Issue of November, 1939. As chairman of the Publica tions Unions Board, it was my unhappy task after-receiving stern orders from Presi dent Jim Davis and the Stu dent : Council to burn every copy of this sinful publication. Somehow in all the confusion at the town incinerator several copies fell into my coat pocket. , Later I discovered that, several enterprising classmates were down below at the firedoor, pulling out charred copies from the flames. Amazing, isn't it, how the Class of 1940 loved the printed word? As we celebrate, our 25th , anniversary it is appropriate to review the past, but for the future please keep in mind the wise advice of the ageless Sat chel Paige who said: "Don't never look behind. Something may be gaining on you!" Co- dits MARTIN'S MEDICINE Ingredients: bits of news, wisdom, humor, and com ments. Directions: T alee weekly, if possible, but avoid overdosage. One of the sad moments of my young life was inability my frosh year to make the staff of the Daily Tar Heel. At the tender age of 16 I was a sports buff, and my idea of heaven was covering football at New Orleans one weekend, Chicago the next, and Ann Arbor the next. m-m But Ray Howe, the sports editor now newspapering in Chattanooga, had oiily two va cancies and hired at the pre -vailing no-pay rate Shelley Rolfe and Jerry Stoff, who were most experienced. It was about the same situation on . the news staff, and Managing Editor Reed Sarratt invited the 40 or more applicants to be roving reporters. He would hire the best. Should we find no staffers at the Tar Heel of fice, we were to hang our ef forts on the hook, our names appended. m-m Ted Husing, the late great ; sports announcer, was in Chap el Hill to get acquainted with the Colgate footballers who were opening Duke's season next day in a big intersection al game. The previous year was 1935, when Carolina was Rose Bowl bound until Duke prevailed 25-0. Husing had pre dicted the upset - and it had properly enraged the Carolina crowd. Several put some cash in the kitty and wired Husing, challenging him to a $500 bet. He did not accept, nor even acknowledge the proffer, v m-m Several upperclassmen, Man gum Dorm Manager Joe Der rickson among them, crowded around the debonair. Husing and asked why he hadnt re lieved them of their treasure. Husing replied, "Why should I bet you even when I had 6 toil odds, in New York?" m-m As I returned to the dormi . tory, it suddenly dawned that my chance had arrived. I opened up the portable and wrote , away. True to Sarratt's prediction, the DTH office was vacant and I did as instructed. Next morning I picked up the paper and there it wasl My story was carrying a two-column headline on Page 1. Jaunt ily that afternoon I approached the onetime-awesome : Sarratt. How did he like my story? What story? The Husing inter view! "That wasn't: your story," he charged, crediting it to someone else. "It's mighty strange," I shouted "that the story is word-for-word as I wrote it!" My protests were to no avail. It was my first victimization of plagiarism ly, and whether to wear stockings in the seventh grade have replaced the problems of the Carolina coed. We have reached one conclusion, however. The UNC coed of today is little different from the 1940 coed no better, no worse; no smarter, no dumber. Per haps she is a little better prepared scholastically, but, then, the competition in the classroom is more strenuous. We wouldn't take anything for having been a 1940 coed. And, if you will per mit an honest confession, we hope that some charitable souls might even recog nize us. And, speaking of recognition. Does it seem incredible to you, too, to note the present stations in life of some of the familiar faces on the Carolina cam pus "that last year" we were there. Margaret Rose Knight has already lived four years as the state's First Lady. Ed Rankin seems always to be admin istering somebody's administration. Frank Holman made the Big Time as a newsman. (New York Daily News, just returned to the home office from over two decades with the Washington Bureau.) Harry Gatton went from politics to banking. Bill Stauber's "in solid" as an advertising executive. Godfrey Cheshire has learned that not only gold glitters. He's one of the top men in the crushed stone business. Jim Davis and numerous of others are respected men of medicine. And so on. But Dot and Doris? We mop and sweep and dust and iron! Life began at 40 a good many years ago for most members of the Class of '40. But it has been a good life all around, and it's wonderful to contem plate the joy of seeing everyone again. It's great to pretend, just for a little while, that it's 1940 again. Twenty-five years do make a difference, though, don't they! Of R ice By BILL, STAUBER - Monday, May 31 Four more days and I will have made it. My 25th reunion. And you can bet I'm planning to be there. Of course, it couldn't come at a busier time for me. My mother's wedding is Wed nesday, and my oldest brother is being released from Raleigh on Thursday. I've got Ed Ran kin to thank for that. Who says it doesn't pay to have in fluential friends in high places? I'm returning to Carolina by special permission of my doc- tor. I had a physical last week, and he wanted me to go into the hospital. It seems among other things, my blood pres sure on the diastolic side has now exceeded by golf score. It's the- only thing I've ever had that went up. The only money I've ever made in the stock market was the tax loss deductions. You needn't worry about me boring you with my health though. According to the doctor, I've got 13 thing3 wrong with me, and I can't talk about but three of them in mixed company. I'm returning to the Univer sity with mixed emotions. In journalistic theft. I don't re member who the guy was credited with the story, and I'm glad I don't. At any rate, when Sarratt was with the Charlotte , News and on cam pus to cover the humor magi azine banning in the Fall of '39, we had a chat and he realized he had been wrong. Some staffer had soldiered. m-m Numerous classmates took the V-7 105-day-wonder navy route during World War II, among them Johnny McNeill, now a White ville pharmacist, who roomed on the same deck (floor) of the good ship Furnald hall at Columbia Uni versity. We both were good friends of Mac Nesbit, the permanent class president, knew he was with the navy armed guard, on the Russian run, and- the scuttlebutt had it that this convoy had taken a bad mauling. Both of us were hoping aloud that Mac would make it all right, when Johnny had a telephone call. It was Ensign Nesbit, just put in to port," his six-knot Moore McCormack " freighter leaking like a sieve, but home safe. Johnny, incidentally, was too short for the navy physical : text, but had exercised until he stretched himself the extra required half-inch of height. m-m Classmate Walter Ashe (Brick) Wall, now of Raleigh,, was -shot down over Germany near war's end and was a pris oner for several weeks. After returning to the States and awaiting discharge; he visited me in Albemarle. Was he re suming work with Burroughs Corporation? Eventually, he was, but not immediately. "After kicking around for more than four years with .Uncle Sam's army air force,, getting shot at, and being a prisoner, I've decided to settle down. I'm going to work eight hours per day finding a wife." Three months later it was wedding bells for Brick. Reunion Planning Attracted 137 Feb. 7 A wide range of activities for father, mother, and offspring of all ages awaits the members of the Uni versity of North Carolina Class of '40 returning to Chapel Hill this weekend for its Silver Anniversary Reunion. 1 It is traditional, Alumni Association officials say, that the Silver Anniversary reunion is "the" reunion, and Dr. James E. Davis, of Durham, chairman of the committee on arrangements has announced a big schedule of activities. Reunion headquarters will be the Chapel Hill Country Club, and classmates will be billeted at the swank Ehringhaus Dormitory, replete vith elevators, cafeteria, and other comforts. The Country Club facilities, golf course and pool, are available. Major events are the Friday night barbecue buffet at the club, the Class of '40 luncheon at Lenoir Hall at 1 p.m. Saturday, and the Silver Anniversary banquet Saturday evening at 7 o'clock. Cocktail parties precede both evening functions. Aides of Chairman Davis, president of the '40 stu dent body, are Watts Carr, treasurer, Harry Gatton, travel bureau, Jack Lynch, who has published an up dated Yackety-Yack, William E. (Bill) Stauber, humor chairman, and Martin Harmon, who has published a Silver Anniversary edition of the Daily Tr.r Heel. Dr. Sam McPherson is music chairman and Ken neth Royall is in charge of prizes and awards. Phyllis Campbell Barrett is in charge of local arrangements, and Track Coach Joe Hilton in charge of properties. Mrs. Frances Sparrow, wife of Dick Sparrow '40, is major domo of the registration desk, while Ed Ran kin, is the liaison man with the Moore administration. And Gin looking over the pictures of Jack Lynch's revised Yackety Yack, I'm aware that I'm the only one who hasn't changed. Oh, I might have gained a few pounds, and I've installed bi focals just to give me that suc cessful look. But I'm still the same happy-go-lucky fellow I always was, still the great lov er, still filled with humility. The thing that keeps bugging me is the possibility of run ning into a couple of coeds I still think about. If they still look the same as they did then, I'll hate myself. If they've changed, then all my dreams of the past 25 years will have been shattered. I can't wait to get back to show off my husband, Sarah. I was married to her for three years before I discovered she was a man. But.it worked out perfectly, because it made me realize for the first time that I was a woman. We've been very happy ever since, have three lovely children, one of each sex. Living as I have in Durham for the past 18 years has giv en me an opportunity to watch old Alma Mater grow. You'll be surprised at the changes, and you probably won't like the idea that someone has been messing with your old land marks. But there are still a few places where you can cap ture the past. The garbage be hind the downtown business district on the way to the old Orange Printshop smells the same. The Arboretum is for all intents and purposes the same except you step on more peo ple. The sporting set will be interested to know that a new ' boulevard now puts Durham only 10 minutes away from Chapel Hill. But there's noth ing to come over for. The Lockmoor and Commercial Ho tels have given way to prog ress, and the Washington Duke Tavern is now a well lighted restaurant. But a bit of nos talgia still lingers at Brady's, even though your elbows don't stick to the tables any more. The latest report on Katie May is that she now holds a big, responsible job in the new Poverty Program. Just to bring back mem ories, the reunion committee is planning a buffet for Fri day night 16 give you one more opportunity to stand in line. Look me up if you get a chance. I'll be at the end of the line. Twenty five years ago the University Party won most of fices in the spring elections. There were many squeak throughs and 12 run-offs were required. It was 25 years ago that Dr. Archibald Henderson, the math ematician and biographer, was nmed by John Kieran to th3 New York Timesman's sports brain trust as tennis secretary. The UNC campus radio sta tion went on the air January 14, 1940.
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