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Pag* 2-KINGS MOUNTAIN HERALD-Tu*Mloy. April 28. 1981
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MRS. BESS
Funeral services for Mrs.
Georgiannah Bess, 89, of Route
2, Kings Mountain, were con
ducted Saturday afternoon from
Shady Grove Baptist Church of
Cherryville of which she was a
member. Rev. Dan Siler and
Rev. W.G. Camp officiated at
the rites and interment was in
the church cemetery.
Mrs. Bess, widow of Mratin
Sylvanus Bess, died Thursday at
Kings Mountain Convalescent
Center.
She was a native of Cleveland
County, daughter of the late
Marcus and Margaret Hoyle
Mauney.
Surviving are her son, M.
Clyde Bess of Route 2, Bessemer
City; four daughters, Mrs. Bryte
Carpenter of Matthews, Mrs.
Annie Mae Land o. Dallas, Mrs.
Dorothy Wright of Route 3,
Kings Mountain and Mrs. Pearl
Stroupe of Route 2, Bessemer Ci
ty; two brothers. Bill Mauney
and J.D. Mauney, both of Lat-
timore; six sisters, Mrs. W.L.
Bess of Route 3, Kings Moun
tain, Mrs. Ola Pearson of
Hendersonville, Mrs. Maggie
Parker and Mrs. Ethel Gutherie,
both of Shelby, and Mrs. Ellis
Crotts and Mrs. Daisy King,
both of Lattimoire; eight grand
children, 17 great-grandchildren
and two great-great grand
children.
Carpenter’s Funeral Home
was in charge of arrangements.
HUBERT R. WELLS
Funeral services for Hubert R.
Weils, 69. of Route 2, who died
Thursday morning in the VA
Hospital at Oteen, were con
ducted Saturday afternoon at 2
p.m. from El Bethel United
Methodist Church by Rev.
Sidney Lanier, interment follow
ing in the church cemetery.
Mr. Wells was a native of Lin
coln County and a self-employed
brick mason. He was son of the
late Clarence and Mary Jane
Sain Wells.
He was a World War II
veteran with service in the Army
Air Corps.
Surviving are his brother, Guy
Wells of Cherryville; three
sisters, Mrs. Paul (Lottie) Wray
of Shelby, Mrs. Lee Deveney of
Kings Mountain, and Mrs.
Grace Stevens of Los Angeles,
Calif.
The family has designated
memorials to the El Bethel
Building Fund.
MRS. WEAVER
Funeral services for Mrs. Liz
zie Estella Weaver, 84, of 900
West Church St., Cherryville,
were conducted Sunday after
noon from Free Saints Chapel of
which she was a member, inter
ment following in St. John’s
Church Cemetery.
Rev. Durham Whisnant and
Rev. Zeb Honeycutt officiated
at the rites.
Mrs. Weaver died Friday in
Shelby Convalescent Center.
Lib
Stewart
This is the time of year when the red corpusles in
the average citizen’s veins begin to cruise around a
bit faster and he feels the urge to get out and dig in
the earth, dreaming of a bountiful supply of fresh
vegetables as a reward for his hard labor.
Unfortunately, the urge to garden is not always
as permanent as needs be for best results.
^metimes the businessman-farmer might ^pend
as much on garden tools, equipment and fertilizer in
one week than the results of the gardening would be
worth in five years.
And in too many cases once the ground is dug
and the seed are planted, that is about the end of
that. For after the first glow of interest when the
seed sprout and send up their first tiny shoots, the
fishing season, baseball season, and the season of
just plain laziness or spring fever comes along and if
some other members of the family don’t come along
to the rescue, what started out to be a prize
vegetable garden will turn out to be an area of ex
ceptionally large and well pleased weeds.
And while we are on the topic, the Herald is in
debted to Wanza Davis for providing us with this
poem which we clipped from some National
Secretaries newsletters in the middle of judging their
recent contest.
’If 1 had to live my life over again. I’d dare to
make more mistakes next time.
I’d relax.
I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would take more tripis. I would climb more
mountains, swim more rivers.
1 would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but
fewer imaginary ones.
Y ou see, I’m one of those people who live serious
ly and sanely hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I’ve had my moments. And if 1 had it to do
over again. I’d have more of them.
She was a Gaston County
native, daughter of the late John
and Catherine Sellers Homesley.
Her husband was the late Cletus
Vadie Weaver.
Surviving are two daughters,
Mrs. Ruby Jenkins of Crouse
and Mrs. Prue Styers of Kings
Mountain; one grandchild and
one great-grandchild.
Carpenter’s Funeral Home
was in charge of arrangements.
CLARENCE B. MOSS JR.
Clarence Beatty Moss, Jr., 66,
of 108 Center St., died Monday
in the Kings Mountain Hospital.
Funeral rites are tentatively set
for Wednesday at 4 p.m. in Oak
Grove Baptist Church.
Mr. Moss was a retired
employee of the City of Kings
Mountain. He was a native of
Kings Mountain, son of the late
Clarence and Minnie Hutchins
Moss.
Surviving are his wife, Mrs.
Louise McClelland Moss; one
son, Jeffrey Scott Moss of Kings
Mountain and one daughter.
Miss Connie Moss of Kings
Mountain. Also surviving are
four brothers, Adaiu Moss of
Dallas, Robert Moss, Lawrence
Moss of Shelby and Grover
Moss of San Antonio, Texas;
and four sisters, Mrs. Kate Smith
of Shelby, Mrs. J. B. Wright of
Waco, Mrs. J. J. Gainey of Tuc
son, Arizona, and Mrs. Forest
Lankford of Cherryville.
CHRISTOPHER KARL
HAUSER
Funeral’’ services for
Christopher Karl Hauser, infant
son of Mr. and Mrs. Peter
Hauser of Spananburg, S. C.,
form'Tly of Kings Mountain,
will be conducted Tuesday after
noon at 4 p.m. from Holy Com
munion Lutheran Church in
Spartanburg, S. C.
Graveside service will be held
Wednesday morning at 11 a.m.
from Beulah United Methodist
Church Cemetery near Waco.
Surviving, in addition to the
parents, are two brothers, Jef
frey and Jonathan Hauser, both
of the home; and hi^Srand-
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Charles E.
Goforth and Mr. and Mrs. Jack
Hauser, all of Kings Mountain.
MINNIE LEA CASHION
Funeral services for Mrs. Min
nie Lea Cashion, 85, of 3(X)
York Road, who died Friday in
the Kings Mountain Hospital
after several week’s illness, were
conducted Sunday afternoon
from First Wesleyan Church of
which sh? was a member.
Rev. Dwight Edwards, pastor
of the church, was assisted by
Rev. Marnese Hampton, Rev.
John Rufty and Rev. John Har
ris in officiating at the rites and
interment was in Mountain Rest
Cemetery.
Mrs. Cashion was the widow
of Charles Everette Cashion and
daughter of the late George and
Sarah V ess Connor.
Surviving are three sons,
Donald Cashion of Riverside,
California, Charles Cashion of
Surfside ^ach, S.C. and Bob
Ctishion of Kings Mountain;
three sisters, Mrs.. Hester Cole
of Jacksonville, N. C., Miss Ger
tie Connor of Kings Mountain,
and Mrs. Boyd Stacy of
Blacksburg,S.C.,and seven
grandchildren.
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Ken's Pen
Late-Inning Dramatics
Habit For Richie Zisk
Maybe not on the same level
as A1 Downing, the pitcher
who served up Hank Aaron’s
record-setting 715th home run,
or the guy who made it possible
for Roger Maris to record an
asterisk-noted single-season HR
mark, but Richie Zisk might be
remembered.
Last weekend, the Oakland
A’s had already set a new major
league record for most victories
in a row (11) to open a season.
Going for a 12th straight,
Oakland stumbled and the guy
that applied the stopper was
Zisk, who played outfield for
the Gastonia Cardinals 13
years ago.
At the time that he loused up
things for the A’s, the 31-year-
old Brooklyn native and a fun
guy when he performed for the
local Pirates, was in a uniform
of the Seattle Mariners.
Somehow, supplying the late-
innings dramatics just came
natural for Zisk, even fh his for
mative years in the Pirate
organization.
He put the tattoo to the
baseball on several occasions
that meant the difference bet
ween a win and beating for
Gastonia’s Western Carolinas
affiliate.
After playing here for one
season and belting 13 home
runs, Zisk, as many before him,
moved on to greener pastures
at Pittsburgh.
He’s always had a talented
bat, which spoke with
reasonably good power, like in
1975 when he hit 20 home runs
for the Pirates and went
5-for-lO in the World Series.
Or, two years later when he
co-
Ken AlexandiS’
clubbed 30 for the White .'iox.
He’s also had a stop-off at
Texas before settling in at Seat
tle.
In addition to bringing
Oakland’s long win streak to a
halt with an eighth-inning
home run, Zisk has one other
distinction.
In November, 1977, he
became the first free agent to
sign a contract.
Since then, free agency has
become a way of life in the ma
jors, and the old saying that
“you can’t tell who the players
are without a scorecard’ has
real merit.
When Red Wilson took over
as Duke’s new head football
mentor in 1979, the Blue Devils
PR folks immediately went to
work, coming up with new
twists to signal better things
ahead in Durham.
The first year, it was ‘Red
Means Go’ and the Blue Devil
response was less than
operative, a 2-8-1 record.
And, last fall. The 80s, A
Brand New Ball Game’ fronted
the neatly-packed Blue Devil
football broclmre.
Again, a negative response
on the field of battle. Wins over
CTemson, unexpected as it was,
and a victory over Georgia
Tech, one of the few expected
to show up in the Duke win col
umn. Otherwise, another Duke
football flop.
But, give the redhead time.
He wsa the architect of what
was amounting to football
dynasty at Elon and, at least,
he’s got the enthusiasm in high
gear at Duke and the addition
of people like Bob Mathe.son,
Rich McGeorge and Rod
Broadway to his coaching staff
can only add to that.
Wilson is a highly-dedicated
coach, totally out of character
with a loser, and he won’t stand
still.
He’s got Ben Bennett, the
rangy Californian returning at
quarterback, a sophomore who
broke many of the high school
records of Steve Bartkowski
and Craig Morton in Sun
nyvale, Calif., and who
displayed those skills as a
freshman at Duke last fall.
Also, a poor defense has been
bolstered considerably and the
opposition is likely to find ac
cess roads through Duke’s
defense more hazardous in
1981.
Bobby Brower, having a fan
tastic spring with the baseball
team and already with records,
including some held by Dick
Groat, has been shifted to
Duke’s defensive backfield,
where the native Virginian’s
speed will be an asset.
RICHIE ZISK ... The Ten-Gallon attire alter signing on with
Rangers in '77.
RED WILSON
Investigate To Your Heart’s Content
One never knows what big surprises may be in store for them
when they open their mail box each day. I know I’m being silly but
I can’t wait to bring my mail in. I look forward with anticipation
just almost sure this is the day I’m going to receive some really
wonderful news.
Of course, it’s usually the same old stuff and nonsense, bills and
other interesting bits of information, and catalogues by the dozens.
Most companies don’t send me just one but several of the same
issue. Beats me why they waste the extra ones on me. One is suffi
cient to get me in plenty of trouble.
A letter 1 got the other day sorta tickled me. There might have
been a time in my life 1 might have even resented what might seem
an intrusion on my private life. In other words - none of their
cotton-pickin’ business. Now keep in mind I’m saying might, they
might have even found out some deep, dark secrets about my do
ings and carryings on. Now, the jokes on them. Too bad, “ain’t”
nothing to investigate.
So go ahead you insurance companies. Hope you have fun and if
you find out anything spectacular in any way I’ve done in a coon’s
age, sure wish they’d let me in on it. I’d just love to at least know.
Maybe I’ve been wondering around in my sleep doing no telling
what all!
The letter said “in compliance with public law, this notice was to
inform me an investigation report has been requested with the in
surance you have with auto-owners. They were going to try to get
information obtained through personid interviews with your
neighbors, friends, or others with whom you are acquainted. In
cluded is information as to your character, general reputation, per
sonal characteristics and mode of living, etc. ect.”
There isn’t that enough to literally scare the living daylights out
of an old seventy year, gray headed woman! Really had me in a
ESTELL
dither.
In the first place. I’m pretty sure my neighbors and friends love
me as much as 1 do them. They’re not any more liable to tell tales on
me any more than I am on them.
then two of my close neighbors are close relatives. We stick
together, believe you me. We always have and always will no mat
ter what. Blood is indeed thicker than water.
Now about my automobile and my driving habits. Most of the
time my faithful auto is resting comfortably in the garage. When it
gets out once in awhile it heads to the First Presbyterian Church,
Akers Shopping Center, or some other equally far distance place.
When 1 occasionally swap cars just for the heck of it, they’re
standing in line wanting to buy it. That’s the truth. They know
what good care I take of them, what unbelievably low mileage 1
have on them and how carefully 1 drive.
Come to think about it the insurance companies ought to give me
a bonus for extra good behavior beyond the call of duty.
The only people they might contact that might and could say
“Well, that old woman must be pretty weird” are the garbage men.
ni admit, especially lately I’ve thrown out some mighty queer look
ing junk. I got on a throwing out spree. Got started and couldn’t
seem to stop. Beats me why I kept some of this useless stuff for so
long anyway. No earthly good to anyone. Make me wonder what
got into me to get this and that in the first place. Oh, well surely
there must have been a reason once upon a time.
I never will forget a long time ago when 1 lived somewhere else
(not telling where). Anyway, 1 was out in the yard and heard one
garbage man holler to the other one, “Well, here lives Mr. J.W.
Harper and next door lives Mr. Segram.”
After I got through laughing, I gave a good thought or two how I
was going to be careful from then on to wrap our unmentionables
tightly in brown paper bags before they hit the garbage can. Those
garbage men see all and tell all. So beware!
I do declare just a few days later a fire insurance man rang my
doorbell and wanted to take a picture of my house and asked me
oodles of questions. Just about everything except was I inclined
toward arson.
So they’re after me going and coming. Just wish 1 was doing more
going and coming. I’ll try to do better so you can have more in
teresting reports. I’m doing the best I can now though. Maybe if I
take an extra dose of Geritol I can speed things up, wo.lh a try!