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Russ Grumman;Jle Labored Mightily
In The Vineyards Os The University
Russell Grumman was one of those
men who tackled the hardest and most
complicated tasks and accomplished
them well. He was unafraid of big jobs
and handled them with executive aplomb
and with a free flow of good will from
all of his associates. He was just as
eager to accept small jobs, and he under
took the tiny details and did not ap
parently find them onerous; instead, he
seemed to get a kick out of marshalling
all the elements of a situation and pre
senting a thorough-going plan and solu
tion.
As Director of the Extension Divi
sion of the University of North Caro
lina he was the one man who, more than
anyone else, carried the work of the Uni
versity to all parts of the state exert
ing an impact on the more than 4,000.000
citizens of North Carolina who bene
fitted from programs of adult education.
Russell Grurnman made Chapel Hill
the headquarters for many educational,
cultural, scientific, civic and religious
activities engaged in by North Carolin
ians. For instance, the newspapermen of
the State knew him as the dependable
man who knew all the facts about who,
what, when, where and how of the
many press meetings held in Chapel Hill,
and who was quietly but übiquitously on
hand for ail events for the North Caro
lina Press Institute and for other journ
alistic events. The Press Association
made him an honorary member, an hon
or that comes to few except fellow news
papermen. In the same spirit, Russell
Grumman served other associations and
agencies of the State the women’s or
ganizations, the PTA, the Folklore Coun
cil, N. C. Symphony Orchestra, and doz
ens of other groups who met under
UNC auspices at Chapel Hill.
Bennett Vs. Lake Went That-A-Way
Any time a politician says he will do
one thing or another or nothing at all
strictly on the basis of what’s good for
the party or the country, most people
dismiss it as so much sheep dip. Usually
they are justified; more often than not
such talk really is just so much sheep
dip.
When Bert Bennett announced sever
al weeks ago that he would base his de
cision to run or not to run for Governor
on what would be in the best interests
of the Democratic Party and North
Carolina, a great many people must have
smiled knowingly if they didn’t laugh
outright. They automatically translated
his announcement to mean he would run
if he saw a chance of winning, with
drawing only if there were no hope at
all. His resignation as chairman of the
Democratic Party was figured simply to
give him morp room for maneuvering as
an unannouncd candidate.
Many of those steeped in political
cynicism will conclude that Mr. Bennett
ruled himself out as a candidate last
week simply because he saw no chance
of winning the nomination. And they
will interpret his move to support Judge
Richardson Preyer as nothing more than
bandwagon jumping. The cynics might
be right, of course, on both counts.
Nevertheless, we accept Mr. Bennett’s
original statement at face value and
congratulate him on putting Party loyal
ty and the welfare North Carolina
above personal ambiiion and self-ag
grandizement. This is not to say that Mr.
Bennett would have been in any way
unacceptable to his Party as the nom
inee or to the State as Governor. But
his entry into the race would have
guaranteed, as much as anything could,
the entry of I. Beverly Lake as a can
didate and a bitter primary with heavy
social overtones. The Democratic pri
mary might still be that, although it is
Sunday, September 22, 1963
He was a creative organizer in the
best tradition, taking manifold and
sometimes chaotic pieces of facts and
possibilities and bringing an orderly
method of operation that produced posi
tive results for those with whom he
worked.
Those with whom Russell Grumman
worked testify to the goodness of the
man. He knew how to delegate respon
sibility and how to get the most from
his associates and how to engender a
sense of teamwork and mutual confi
dence.
Those who knew him in his church,
his civic work and in the University will
remember his friendly smile, his ready
conversational enterprise, and his keen
interest in his fellow men. He always
had a good word to say of others, and
never a bad word. His capacity for
friendship was boundless. After the
Grummans moved from Chapel Hill to
Mount Dora, Florida, where he died last
Tuesday, he kept up correspondence with
friends here, and many visited them in
their new home in that state.
Russ and Vida Grumman adopted four
students in the University during their
31 years in Chapel Hill. These foster
children, two sons and two daughters,
were the Grummans as
own. The family relationship was con
tinued with the marriage of the four,
and a' dozen foster grandchildren belong
ed to the Grummans just as joyfully as
other grandparents and grandchildren
cement their own family ties. Russell
Grumman, his wife and his mother, who
is now 99 years old, are Chapel Hiliians
by adoption and spirit. He is one of the
men whose work has contributed might
ily to the growth, the standards and the
well-being of the University of North
Carolina.
difficult to imagine a more unrelenting
slugfest than we would have had with
Beverly Lake and Bert Bennett stand
ing toe-to-toe.
Bert Bennett undoubtedly gave first
consideration to this prospect; not so
much whether he would win or lose, but
whether an all-out battle with Lake
would do permanent damage to the
Party and to North Carolina. His de
cision not to run, we feel certain, was
based solely on the conclusion that it
would.
It must have been an excruciating de
cision, and in making it Bert Bennett
proved himself to be, possibly more than
he ever had before, a great credit to
his party and the State.
Polities
With two major Gubernatorial can
didates already announced and profes
sional political lines beginning to be
drawn, it’s downright amazing how cag
ey the constituency continues to be.
Ask a man who he likes for Governor
and, as often as not, you’ll get a ques
tion in return, like “Who’s running?”
Or, “Which one likes me? - ’
The answer you hear most, though, is
“It’s too early to tell,” or other words
to that effect! That is plain truth, too—
that it’s too early to tell because
most voters not only are unable to com
pare the qualities of the announced can
didates, they don’t even know their
names.
The epitome of this voter reticence
might have been reached the other day
when a Franklin Street barber asked
one of his customers who he liked for
Governor. The customer gave the barber
a blank look, shook out his newspaper
and said, “Cut it the way you always
do. Only hurry. I gotta catch a plane.”
The Racial Issue, Herrings, Etc.
Dear Sir:
Your “welcome issue” to ar
riving students must surely re
sult in humiliation and embar
rassment for any Negro students
and their friend! who assume
that the eating and drinking
places you listed are really open
to the general public. ("Eating
and Drinking Establishments,”
Chapel Hill Weekly, Wednesday,
Sept. 18, 1963, p. 6-D).
We know that you know which
establishments are not open to
all and we think and hope you
do not intend to practice this type
of insult and hypocrisy. In order
to clear the record we request
that you republish the list desig
nating those places which are not
open to the general public. We
also urge you to remedy the situ
ation by supporting editorially a
public accommodations ordin
ance.
Sincerely yours,
Dr. and Mrs.
T. Franklin Williams
To the Editor:
An Open Indictment of the
American People:
No, this cannot be the United
States, the fabled land of the
free, the land of milk and honey.
Six Negroes, six human beings,
were brutally®destroyed today in
Birmingham, four of them teen
age girls slaughtered while wor
shipping what they considered a
force of spiritual benevolence,
another a thirteen year-old lad
riding a bicycle. Why did they
die? Did they even know the
issues for which their lives were
taken? No tradition is worth the
sacrificing of human lives. Death,
final death, six hearts that will
never beat again, that will never
love again.
Sleep uneasily tonight, citizens
of the United States, both white
and colored, for in your stubborn
ignorance you have murdered six
human beings today. Soon, if
you are not stopped, if you do
not see the wrong you do, you,
ail of you, all of us: will destroy
the very nation in which we live
and the entire free world in the
process. Perhaps Governor Wal
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The Guilty And The Dead In Birmingham
An address delivered to the
Birmingham Young Men'* Busi
ness Club on the day following
the bombing at the Birmingham
church in which four children
were killed. Mr. Morgan is a
young Birmingham attorney.
By CHARLES MORGAN JR.
Four little girls were killed
in Birmingham yesterday. A
mad, remorseful, worried com
munity asked, “Who did it?
Letters To The Editor
lace can ease his conscience by
calling the catastrophe a “great
tragedy” and offering a SSOOO re
ward for the capture of those
responsible. Perhaps the mayor
of Birmingham can ease his con
science by pleading for the swift
apprehension of the “savages.”
But, they know, and you know,,
and I know, that we are the
“savages,” we the American
people, lacking judgment and un
derstanding; we killed today six
Negro children, all sixteen or
younger, one throwing stones, one
only riding a bike, four studying
a Sunday School lesson which if
successful would have taught
them to love their enemies.
How ironical and how pathetic
—when the adult population of a
supposedly great and free nation
march in protest against them
selves and fight like cats and
dogs and bomb churches and de
stroy little children vtho hardly
even know w r hat life is about.
Maybe they were lucky, the chil
dren, lucky that they don’t have
to grow up in a country divided,
a country where hate surpasses
love, and violence is a byword,
a world where little children are
sacrificed at the almighty altar
of adult stupidity and stubborn
ness.
I don’t believe in God, but I do
believe in the man who does. I
believe that the man who be
lieves in God and a life after
the life on earth has truly created
in the act and faith of his belief
just such a god and just such
a paradise. By not believing in
God, I increase many-fold my
belief in the supreme value of
human life. Six children ended
their life today—it’s all so final.
Americans, don’t say you’re sor
ry; say rather that you are
guilty!
If you believe in God, if you
possess a faith capable of that,
how in His name can you believe
that your God is so narrow-mind
ed as to not serve Negroes as
well? Can you not respect the
Negro's church? Can you throw
bombs on his children in church
and ask him to turn the other
cheek? Can you even live in a
country where such atrocious in
cidents occur? Wake up, Ameri
Who threw that bomb? Was
it a (Negro or a white?” And
the answer should be, “We all
did it.”
Every * ast one °* us * s con ‘
demned for that crime and the
bombing before it and the one
last month, last year, a decade
ago.
We |ll did it. A short time
laten white policemen kill a
Negro and wound another. A
few hours later, two young men
cans, you’ve rested upon your
laurels far too long. The world
owes you nothing; you must earn
whatever you get.
Our nation is rapidly approach
ing a period of severe crisis;
our beloved country is becoming
engulfed in a cloud of belliger
ency; everyone wants to fight for
a cause, any cause. Americans
have too much time on their
hands, too much idleness; the
populace is restless. Witness
every day the occurrence of riots
and more riots, marches and
more marches violence, viol
ence, violence! The situation will
get worse before it gets better.
Americans are frustrated; Russia
has made tremendous advances
on us; Americans want to fight,
to sustain their pride and allevi
ate their fears. Perhaps only a
war can restore the nation’s men
tal health. Mentally we are now
at war—and morally, too.
Each man must find the racial
issue’s answer in his own heart,
but at the same time we as a
nation must find an answer in
our collective heart. Foolish
pride and narrow - mindedness
must succumb to rationalization
and a new depth of understand
ing, not from either side of the
controversy, but from both sides.
The white man must make con
cessions and make them now. He
must lean over backwards to pro
vide opportunities for the Negro
which should have been provided
years ago. He must fight the
blind antagonism which so often
confronts the Negro. He must act
at all times with full understand
ing of the situation and a view
to the future.
The Negro must beware, lest
he ask for more than the racial
situation at any particular time
merits and in so doing further
antagonize the whites. The Ne
gro must keep in mind that al
though given the proper oppor
tunities at the proper time he
might have been equal to the
white man; nevertheless, he is
not at this time equal to him. If
the Negro seeks to proceed on
the assumption that equality can
be granted at the snap of a
finger, he will, I fear, have little
racial success. Equality of op
on a motorbike shoot and kill a
Negro child. Fires break out
and, in Montgomery, white
youths assault Negroes.
And all across Alabama an
angry, guilty people cry out
their mocking shouts of indig
ity and say they wonder “Why?”
“Who?” Everyone “deplores”
the “dastardly” act.
But you know the “who” of
“Who did it?” is really rather
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portunity, yes. Equality, no, not
at the snap of a finger.
The one crucial question that
each side must ask itself con
stantly throughout the internal
crisis which is threatening the
United States today is whether
the racial or moral views of
either side are worth jeopardiz
ing the welfare of the country
as a whole and all that it stands
for in the free world? Are the
marches and riots, which have
questionable effect in obtaining
racial freedoms, not having a
deteriorative effect upon the im
age of the United States in in
ternational affairs?
Only when men act like human
beings and discuss and settle
their problems with open minds
and hearts, can little boys ride
their bikes in safety and little
girls learn how to love their ene
mies. Yes by all means, let’s
catch those “savages” who are
responsible for this gross injus
tice!
Wayne R. Hardy
Chapel Hill
Dear Sir:
“We don't have the original
quill but” (Sept. 11th editorial)
refers to me. It answers nothing
and misconstrues. If the 2500
students referred to never had
measles but were equally exposed
to it, 99.44% would probably
“catch” it. My experience over
the last twenty years indicates
that no more than 10% of UNC
students “catch” information
about the U. S. Constitution,
though they may be “exposed”
to it.
The question asked in my per
sonal letter to Mr. Ivey is still
unanswered. It' should concern
you, parents, grandparents and
UNC students that:
Little heed is paid to our rea
son for existence as a govern
ment.
Federal courts and executives
evade, avoid and buck jump the
“Bill of Rights.”
Platforms of political parties
if implemented would ultimate
ly lead to national socialism.
—Looking Back—
From the files of the Weekly:
IN 1923
There has always been at least
latent friction between Chapel
Hill and Carrboro over schools.
In current times, Carrboro has
tried more than once without
success to elect one of its resi
dents to the Chapel Hill School
Board, and repeated frustration
in this effort has produced what
can best be called a certain
touchiness on the part of Carr
boro residents about schools.
Forty years ago friction be
tween the two towns took a
slightly different form.
A week after school opened
in 1923, the Chapel Hill School
Board decided that 16 Carrboro
children in elementary grades
in the Chapel Hill School would
have to go to school in Carr
boro.
The Chapel Hill Board made
this decision because the Carr
boro School Board protested the
children’s attendance at school
in Chapel Hill. The Carrboro
Board protested because they
considered it “damaging to the
interests of their school to have
the attendance cut down by the
enrollment of their children in
another place.’’
A proposed additional Carr
boro special school tax had been
defeated in an election e week
earlier, and “it is thought that
~onß~ reason the voters did not
approve the tax was that many
did not want to spend more of
their money on a school there
when they could send their chil
dren to Chapel Hill. The mem
bers of the Carrboro Board are
thought to believe that they
could get more support for the
additional special school tax if
the children had to go to the
Town’s own school.”
The 16 Carrboro children were
transferred back to Carrboro,
leaving a strange attendance
situation in Chapel Hill: chil
dren could attend the Chapel
Hill school from anywhere in
the Township except Carrboro.
If Carrboro parents wanted to
send their children to school in
Chapel Hill, they had only to
move outside Carrboro’s town
limits to do so legally.
“Whether any of them will
take such a step as that, how
ever, is doubtful. Moving is such
a troublesome business.”
IN 1933
According to Consumer’s
Guide, prices of basic foodstuffs
in Chapel Hill are pretty high.
A comparison with the national
average, and with prices in At
lanta, Jacksonville, Chicago,
Sen. Ervin has to explain the
Commerce clause to the Attorn
ey General that U. of Va. law
school tried to teach him.
Political parties consider that
zero or sixth grade “book lam
ing” plus the “school of hard
knocks” constitutes education.
If we keep on this way, we
ourselves, not Khrushchev, “will
bury us.”
UNC should have a mandatory
factual course for freshmen on
our Constitution arid various types
of socialism and communism and
dictatorships, so that students
can “pay their money and take
their choice.” The “Gag law”
does not forbid this.
I would like Congress to offer an
amendment to wipe out the “Bill
of Rights,” so that the people
can decide rather than have Fed
eral Courts and executives riddle
and shred it. This would be the
“democratic process.”
It is doubtful that anyone can
misconstrue or misinterpret what
I favor. If you can, write an
other editorial.
Yours truly,
John S. Henderson
Salisbury
Dear Sir:
Only in America could it have
happened.
It couldn't have happened in
Hitler's Germany when Hitler
was in power.
But it did happen in Alabama
Sunday morning. I am speaking
of the murders of children in a
Negro church. Both white and
Negro have died in Alabama
in the cause of Negro freedom.
Why does America hate the
Negro? What has he done that
he is denied equal rights?
It is my personal opinion that
the Negro will never fight again
in a war, unless America is in
vaded by the enemy.
The Negro loves his country
and has proven it in countless
wars.
Something must be done end
done at once. The whole world
is watching us.
Jesse R. Stroud
Memphis, Savannah, Washing
ton, and Boston shows the fol
lowing:
Milk per quart: Chapel Hill,
14 cents; national average, 10.9
cents; other cities all lower.
Butter per pound: Chapel Hill,
30 cents; national average, 27.2
cents; other cities all lower ex
cept Atlanta, also 30 cents.
Cheese per pound: Chapel Hill,
19 cents; national average, 23.6;
ell other cities higher. Eggs per
dozen: Chapel HD', 28 cents; na
tional average, 25.3 cents; all
other cities lower except Jack
sonville, 29.2 cents, and Boston,
38.8 cents. Bread, per pound
loaf: Chape) Hill, 6 to 10 cents;
national average, 7.6 cents: all
other cities between 6 and 10
cents. Potatoes per pound: Chap
el Hill, 4 cents; national aver
age, 3.5 cents; other cities all
lower except Chicago, Jackson-.
vill, and Memphis, also 4 cents.
Hens per pound: Chapel Hill, 19
to 25 cents; national average,
20.7 cents; all other cities low
er except Washington, 26.5 cents;
Flour per pound: Chapel Hill, 4.5
cents; national average, 4.8
cents; all other cities higher
except Chicago, also 4.5 cents.
IN 1943
Gus Harrer, son of Mr. and
Mrs. G. A. Harrer, has arrived
in North Africa. Because of his
knowledge of modern languages
he was assigned, soon after his
induction into the Army last
March, to the division of the
Army engaged in the “process
ing” of prisoners of war. His
work has been mostly that of
an interpreter.
Miss Betsy Bain was only a
short distance from the explosion
that occurred about two weeks
ago at the Navy Air Base at
Norfolk, but she suffered no in
jury.
Life on islands in the South
Seas is far indeed from what
the movies would lead you to
believe, writes William Jackson
Boone, first lieutenant in the
U. S. Marines, to his mother,
Mrs. H. B. Boone of Chapel Hill.
He ought to know. He has given
a careful inspection to several
of these islands and is now sta
tioned on one of them. His re
port indicates that there are
few glamor girls and many mos
quitoes in that part of the world.
Harry W. McGelliard, former
ly director of the division of
legislative drafting in the At
torney General’s office in Ra
leigh, is now stationed at' a
prisoners-of-war camp in Opeli
ka, Alabama.