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Letter to Barry Goldwqter - ■ ' : Dear Senator Goidwater: Some weeks ago — six, per haps — I wrote you a letter. After about three weeks and no reply, got off another, this one to the man in your office who parts his^hame on the side, ,D. Delos Ellsworth. It was possible, I knew, that my first letter had gone astray, so I repeated its substance to Ellsworth and asked if he would be kind enough to determine if my first effort had been re ceived. No answer from him, either. l So, I’ll try again; I certainly would like an answer to my question. < That question, you may re call from my first letter, grew out of an appearance you made , on the TV show conducted by that rolling-eybd Englishman. You and David Frost rocked along. Twice, in the course of the banter, you identified your self as a Jew and why you felt called upon to do that, and to do it again, is more than I know. And you told us of your sym pathy for the hippies, that you yourself had tried to grow a beard (“but it didn’t look right”), and so on. « Quit a new Goldwater, I thought, laughing and scratch ing wth a Left-wing mouth-piece. Then, towards the end of the show, Frost rather set you back. Or so it seemed to me. In his best oxonian accent your inter locutor wanted to know how you differed from George Wal lace. From the look on your face, I thought the question must have carried an odor as well as an in ference. “Oh”, you said, “I wouldn’t want to be compared to George Wallace.” Horrors! * * * “Why not?” Frost pressed. “What do you stand for that Wallace doesn’t stand for or vice versa?” (Forgive me if I have forgot ten the exact language that went into this six-weeks-old colloquy). You pursed1 over Frost’s ques tion for a long moment, a per son could see your heavy wheels slowly turn. Finally, out it came: “George Wallace uses the Bill of Rights to deny Negroes and Jews their rights.” s I nearv fell out of my chair. You said — whatever your ex act language — George Wallace EDWARDS Funeral Home * Yv t w Ambulance Service f>IAI* JA 7*1123 Kinston, N. C. does deny (or has denied) right to Negroes and Jews. Ahd as fast as I could ge off a letter to you I did so. asked' you to substantiate youi oharge, to name the act, th< time, and the place. No answer. Twice, no answ er. * * * What am I to believe? 1 stil have scars on my hide defend ing you from the thr brush, par tkularly that of your being thici headed, slow witted.. And hen you are, as far as I can de termine, engaged in a Watan piece of character assassination What sort of person are you anyway? When that publishe fellow wrote that you were nut and1 therefore unfit to be presi dent, you sued' him. And nov here you are offering a gratui tous charge, an even more des spicable\ charge, against a mai whose shoes you aren’t fit t< S’ I lace. Deny rights to Jews and Ne groes, indeed. Name the instance, Barry Gold water, name the time, and name the place. I shall see that a copy of ■ this column Is delivered to your office. If you have a defense for what appears to be an unfound ; ed, unwarranted, scurrilous, snide attack, all of that, I will print it. " Sincerely, [ JOHN J. SYNON 1 Other Editors Say Sleepytime Down South Summertime and the livin’s easy — for some creatures . . . ' There lie the black mama-cat | kitten factory and her three ! newest, the kittens with their ‘ noses to the nozzles, sound a sleep ... In a bowl on the patio ' is a solitary fish, growing fat on . store bought fish fcod, never : having seen a worm, a fishhook i or a little-fish-eating big fish .. , Outside the window, one of the " hite rabbits is bounding across • the lawn, pretending he’s chas ing a dog, while the other naps i in a shady flowerbed on his i '-stomach, hind legs extended, ; like a boy at the beach_Fron next door comes the Great Dan< puppy, already as big as a Mon golian pony, knocking over gai bage cans, barking at buttei flies and running, all legs am head, like a car with flat tire and broken axles. . . a brazei bird (species unknown to thi non-birdwatcher) swoops down as he has for several days, t< finish what the cat left on th< fine old heirloon embossed pap er napkin . . . These inhabitant have got it good, like anothe: line from Gershwin’s song, whicl embodies the absolute quintes t \ i sence of carefree living: “Your i (lady’s rich and your Mammy’s - good - looking.” But enough: - The typewriter’s waking the kit - tens. 1 i i ! > ! I BEAN BACK HOME i Navy Petty ‘ Officfer Second Class Clifford J. Bean, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frank K. Ceney and husband of the former Juan ita Melville all of Route 1, Mays ville, has returned to Naval Air Station Oceana, Virginia Beach, Va., Vith Attack Squadron 85, fr6m a Vietnam deployment aboard the aircraft carrier USS Constellation. Farm and Home Requirements Of Petroleum Products -0 HODGES-BELL OIL CO., INC. Phone JA 3-2338 P. O. Box 666 U. S. 70 East of Kinston, N. C. One-piece design. Modern sculptured-look. Striking colors. Dial-in-handset ease. This is the Ericofon Classic telephone. What a way to express yourself. So simple and easy to use with the dial in the base. So compactly fashioned to use little space on desk or table. And to express your taste in color, choose from fresh pastels or vivid brights to complement any decor. Slim, trim, light, handy. The Classic. Try it. It’s today’s most exciting new form of expression. Just call your ;. !ephone business office today.
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