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Hot pink curler bags
remembered from 1960's
, Back in the 1960b, half the women
in America used hair curlers, and
they wore them EVERYWHERE It
was like a blight that spread from
ooe corner of the nation to another,
overnight. It affected every female
from infantcy to those approaching
the century mark. If the martians
had landed here during those years,
they would have thought they had
found a virtual paradise.
And, there was no vidence that
these females ever removed their
curlers They wore them to the super
market, the drug store, the funeral
home, and even to training union
classes at church on Sunday nights.
My daddy used to make me sit
closer to the television when my hair
was "rolled up." I suspect that our
nation had its best tv and radio recep
tion during that period in history. My
mama wouldn't let me outside during
a storm when I was wearing curlers,
and my brothers derived great joy in
allowing my boyfriends, who always
arrived too early, to catch me in my
rollers and flip-flops.
Priorities being what they were,
the first thing my mama got for me
when I told her I was going off to col
lege was a hot-pink and black curler
bag. I still have it today. And the
curlers that came with it. Worn out
as they are. Just in case.
Every Saturday morning I'd roll
my hair, then roil my mama's, my
grandma's, my aunt's and the neigh
bor's. We all looked like we'd had a
temporary face lift since the curlers
were so tight that it pulled the skin
towards the scalp. But, Saturday
morning was hair rolling time and
NOTHING except fire and childbirth
ever came before it.
Imagine the whole headful of
thorns, all pointing downward.
That's exactly what those prickly
brushed bound up in wire felt like. I
have dents on my scalp today from
sleeping on curlers for so many
years.
EASTERN
ECHOES
0f< GAIL ROKRSON
I could never figure out what won
derful events some girls were rolling
their hair for when they wore the
curlers every place they went any
how. I was a bit more hesistant than
some of the rest, who thought nothing
of wearing them on dates. One girl
even showed up at the prom with a
curler sticking out from under her
tiara.
I remember a bad thunderstorm
that "blew up" while we were looping
tobacco one hot summer day. We ran
for the pickup trucks for cover. A
sharp clap of thunder was followed
by brilliant lightning which zipped
right on through a partially opened
window and scorched all our noses.
"Get out of here with that bunch of
hay bailing wire and scrub brushes
on your head or else roll up that win
dow!" my daddy shouted. "You're
gonna kill us all!"
I can't think of anything worse than
wearing curlers in public unless it's
taking the curlers out and wearing
the curls still coiled up tightly but left
uncombed so your hair will be fresh
and pretty when you do finally brush
it out for whatever event rolled it up
for the first place.
Today, it's practically a national
disgrace to be seen in public with
curlers in my hair. I'm convinced,
however, that during the 1960s, when
anybody mentioned "Hey let's go up
town," every woman within hearing
distance responded with "wait a min
ute and let me put my curlers in."
Remember?
Jr., this is mom . Have we seen
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Raising children can
still be rewarding
When 1 was growing up, Daddy sel
dom needed to scream at me or tell
me more than once to do or not to to
something. I knew what would hap
peh if I didn't. Discipline was not a
problem in our home.
For various reasons, things aren't
always the same today. Parents
seem to have a difficult time getting
their kids to listen. It isn't unusual for
parents to scream at their children or
have to repeat something several
times. And it isn't unusual to have a
lesson taught today forgotten tomor
row.
Many parents seem to be frus
trated in dealing with their children.
Many must wonder if their kids can
hear at all. And those that do hear
seem to have little memory. Today's
kids seem to be so much different
than they were years ago.
They are, and so are parents. Like
many parents, my daddy disciplined
through fear. I learned at a very arly
age what a leather strap felt like and
I knew what would happen if I didn't
mind.
I do believe there are times when
an old-fashioned fanny warming is
the best discipline. But I don't believe
it is the only answer. I believe a child
learns more from learning to respect
discipline than fearing it.
Just as I believe spanking isn't al
ways the best answer, I believe ver
bally abusing a child isn't necessary.
Constant shouting, nagging and
threats are more harmful to a child
than a severe spanking. Just as we
had to learn to listen, so do children.
And how well a child learns depends
on how something is said. The next
time you are "talking" with your
child in a discipline situation, listen
to what you are saying. Listen to your
words, the tone of your voice, and
imagine what your expressions look
like. Is it the way you would want to
be talked to?
Don't be afraid to explain to your
child what you expect. Just as you
would not want to be told to do some
thing without a reason, nor does your
child. He or she needs to understand
what you expect from them, and by
explaining yourself, a child is given
the basics to evaluate similar situa
tions later in life.
While it is important to let a child
know when you are upset with him,
don't try to be little or embarrass.
Very seldom will negative words
have a positive effect. If you con
stantly tell your child he's stupid or
dumb, he will begin to feel he is.
When discussing situations with
your child, get to the point.
There's no useful purpose in drag
ging something out and adding items
or events that aren't relative. At
tempt to be clear, using words your
child will understand. And don't ex
pect ore from your child than he is
capable of doing. A two-year-old
won't understand like an adult.
Be honest. Children are quite capa
ble of understanding worry, fear and
concern. In most cases, decisions
made for a family have a direct ef
fect on children, and they'll feel bet
ter as a person, more a part of a fam
ily, if they understand what is going
on.
Most importantly, don't forget to
tell your children that you love them.
Don't be afraid to show emotion.
Children, like adults, need to know
they are wanted and needed. A little
love can do wonders.
With the right attitude, raising chil
dren can be more than a shouting
match. It can be the most rewarding
experience life has to offer.
New Feature
Beginning July 9
This feature will be
called the Perquimans
County Resident of the
week. This feature will
high light citizens of
the county, their activ
ities and interests.
Anyone who would
be interested please
call or contact Gina
Jepson, at the Perqui
mans Weekly Newspa
per at 426-5728.
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Boy's attempt to get out of Army fails
Bureaucracy is a tenacious ani
mal. Even in the midst of war, with
ruin and destruction all around, the
paper wheels on which the beast
rides continue their snarled turning.
An attempt to get a boy out of the
Confederate Army ran the bu
reaucratic gamut in 1864.
Nine citizens of Perquimans
County petitioned the military au
thoirties on March 3, 1864, "in behalf
of Thomas Dail and.. .for Joseph Dail,
a private in Capt. Ed. A. Small's
Company (P) of the Uth Regt N.C.
Troops, aged sixteen years."
The petitioners asked "for a dis
charge from service for the reasons
that he is the only dependence of an
aged father, he being about sixty-five
years old and quite feeble with no
help at all and will without the assis
tance of his son Joseph be compelled
to fall upon the cold charities of the
world for a support or suffeer. No
want of Patriotism induces the father
to make this application, but only
anxiety for care and support."
The Clerk of the Perquimans
County Court certified that the sign
ers were gentlemen of the highest re
spec tablity.
Along with the petition went a let
ter from Thomas Dail to the son Jo
seph in the army. "My Dear Son. I
and you have met with the great mis
fortune to lose your dear mother. She
died last Satruday and has left me
very feeble without anyone to help
me but you. I want you to come home
if possible to help me to make a sup
port.
"I have herewith sent a petition for
your discharge from the army. Ask
your colonel to forward this applica
tion immediately so that you can
come to me as soon as possible."
By March 16 the petition had
reached the headquarters of the
Eleventh North Carolina, and was
forwarded the same day to the head
quarters of Kirkland's Brigade.
Brigade authorities approved the
petition and forwarded it up the mili
tary hierarchy. On the 17th it reached
headquarters of Heth's Division.
The higher staff had more to worry |
about than a single soldier, for U.S.
Grant was taking command of the
Union Army and the Confederates
faced a harder fight. " ? * *
Division turned down the petition,
noting "There is no evidence that the
soldier did not have his parents' con-- ?
sent to enlist." Corps headquarters
upheld this decisionon March 18. The
son would have to endure the trial of
battle, and the father the trial of cold
charity. "?'{
T. Erie Haste is named
new bank director
18 YEARS AGO
T. Erie Haste, Jr. Is Named Bank
Director: L.W. Hathway, chairman
of the Board of Directors and Presi
dent of the Bank of Hobbsville, an
nounce the appointment of T. Erie
Haste, Jr., to the bank's Board of Di
rectors. Mr. Haste, with his father
operates Hertford Hardware & Sup
ply Company, Inc. in Hertford, City
Marina in Elizabeth City and is well
known throughout north-eastern
North Carolina. A former resident of
Edenton, North Carolina, he has
made Hertford his home for the past
ten years.
Maureen Nixon Gets Scholarship:
Maureen Nixon, daughter of Mr. and
Mrs. Ned Nixon, Sr., Rt. 2, Hertford,
has been named winner of $100 schol
arship for outstanding 4-H and schol
astic achievment. A 1969 graduate of
Albemarle Academy, Miss Nixon is
one of four 4-H members from across
North Carolina selected to receive a
Key Award scholarship awarded an
nually by the Cities Service Co.
Engagement Announced: The en
gagement of Miss Nancy Gibs to Re
ginald Thomas Webb is announced
by her parents, Mrs. and Mrs. Walter
Lee Gibbs of Fairfield, N.C. Mr.
Webb is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Guy
(Tuck) Webb of Route 3, Hertford.
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Letter to the editor
Editor
The Perquimans Weekly,
I would like to thank Mrs. Mary
Inez Harrell for co-ordinating the US
Olympic Torch Run the was held in
Perquimans County on Sunday af
ternoon. The ceremony held at the
courthouse was excellent and the re
sponse to the Torch Run was out
standing. Perquimans County should
be proud of Mrs. Harrell for a job
well done.
Thank you again! I
Sincerely,
Mrs. Ben (Inez) Roberts
Route 3, Box 46 ' ^
Hertford, NC 27944
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