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THE DALLAS POST
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Editorially Speaking:
Who Takes Delight In Life
Because it is one of the finest things that has
come to our attention during our lifetime, we have
removed the editorial formerly scheduled for this
space, and reproduce here in full a message. ad-
dressed to peoples of all faiths by those of Jewish
persuasion and specifically by the Congregation of
Temple Israel, Wilkes-Barre, at the beginning of
Yom Kippur, the most solemn of all religious holi-
days of the Jewish calendar. It appeared as a full
page over the signatures of outstanding Wyoming
Valley Jews in yesterday's Wilkes-Barre Record.
—The Editor
A human life is like a single letter in the alphabet.
It can be meaningless. Or it can be part of a great
meaning. :
And we do not want to be meaningless.
How, then, do we find meaning?
We look, for example, at such things as power, at
money, at the great and special talents of the artist, the
scientist, the statesman.
And always (no matter who we are) we see someone
~ who has more power, more money, more talent than we
have. i
Do we then say: “His life has more meaning than
mane.” :
If we do, we have made a familiar mistake.
We have forgotten the profound democracy of Crea-
* tion: that the deepest delights and the most enduring
meanings of life come from the things all of us are given,
not from what just a few are given.
For all of us are given these things:
1. WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN OURSELVES . .. we've
been given life: the edifice of our body and mind, senses
and spirit. No two of us are alike, yet each of us has the
power to raise himself in the image of God. :
2. WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN POWER TO LOVE... the
- gift of sharing ourselves with others, of belonging to them,
of living on in them, the ability to love and receive love.
3. WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN POWER TO SERVE . . .
the strength to be great enough to seek out the needs of
others without seeking reward, to experience the delight
which comes from -the act of service itself.
Let us be more specific.
The gift of living . . . Have you ever discovered the
wonder of the sky or rhythm of your heart? Have you
ever seen night pass into day, a smile change a face?
The gift of love . .. Has a child ever slipped his hang
into yours just because he wanted to walk beside you?
The gift of service... Have you ever been fortunate
enough to find tears in your eyes because someone said
“Thank you” for something you wanted to give him?
WHY DO THESE THINGS DELIGHT US SO?
They are endless . . . These delights are creative, each
generating further delight for your days and years. Ma-
terial pleasures consume themselves. These gifts of the
spirit renew themselves. It is the paradox of the quest for
meaning in life: a vessel which, the more you fill it with
beauty, love and service, the larger it becomes. gl
They enlarge us . . . In the very process of giving
ourselves to these delights, we grow, we change, become
more sensiti#é, more alive. To enjoy beauty or to under-
stand a wise word makes you only more aware of beauty
and wisdsm still to come.
Th-Yy unite us . . . Power, money or even our talents,
when «sed as ends in themselves, separate us from others.
And #hat divides us ultimately fails us. But beauty, love
and service bring us closer to others. They unite us with
“ ourselves and with the world.
* * * * #*
These delights are the birthright of each of us, our
birthright and our inheritance. They are so close to us
that often we look right past them. And often we seek
them where they are not. Yet they wait for us to claim
them; to take possession of the gifts of life.
They are given freely. And we are always free to
reach for them. hor
And when we do, we find the way to meaning in our
lives . . . and to oneness with God who endowed all men
i ifts which endure forever.
TEMBER US UNTO LIFE, O KING WHO
TAKES DELIGHT IN LIFE, AND INSCRIBE US IN THE
BOOK OF LIFE FOR THY SAKE, O LIVING GOD
* From a Hebrew prayer recited during the 10 days of
Penitence, from Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur
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ONLY
YESTERDAY
Ten and Twenty Years Ago
In The Dallas Post
From The Issue of Sept. 6, 1946
Sixty men are working on ex-
cavation and filling operations for
the projected Natona ‘plant.
Shortage of doors and pipe delays
opening of College Misericordia, the
two new dormitories, not yet com-
pleted, being necessary to take care
of the enlarged enrollment.
Michael Stark is appointed prin-
cipal of Lehman High School, suc-
ceeding Clarence Boston. Two teach-
ers are still needed on the faculty,
for social studies and mathematics.
Beaumont takes the first play-off
game from Dallas, 6 to 4. ' The sec-
ond game of the series will be play-
ed Sunday on Dallas Township field.
W. B. Jeter, First National Bank
president, has a narrow squeak
when a .22 rifle bullet smashes his
windshield on Wyoming Avenue,
Forty Fort.
Dallas Water Company installs a
new fire hydrant on lower Main
Street.
Mrs. Rose S. Farver, Broadway,
succumbs to a heart attack.
Parrish family gathers for annual
reunion,
Widespread tomato blight closes
many canneries in Pennsylvania.
Fifty percent of the crop is threat-
ened.
Jap beetles are on the increase
in Pennsylvania, with only three
counties, Erie, Mercer and Craw-
ford, uninfected.
Carl Derhammer, Beaumont, es-
capes injury when his logging truck
upsets in a ditch near the old Goss
School.
From The Issue of Sept. 4, 1936
Close battle between wet and dry
forces is expected in the coming
election with local option an issue.
WCTU has already circulated peti-
tions against sale of liquor.
Borough Council has launched its
annual campaign against weeds,
though it is anybody's bet whether
frost or the scythe will get them
first.
James Anderson, Trucksville, dies
at 86.
Richard Williams, 14, bored by
the first day of school, yawns wide-
ly at assembly at Dallas Township
school, and dislocates his jaw.
Two local swimmers, Irving Roe,
Jr. and Elwood Davis, take second
place with their team of three in
the President’s Cup Race in Wash-
ington. Outstanding teams from the
east were entered, with Akron,
Ohio, and Lennoxhill, New York,
favored for first and second place.
Harveys Lake policemen Fred
Swanson and Thomas Kierle, dis-
cover a burning car in the garage
basement of the Shapiro cottage,
and avert a home blaze.
There are no changes on the
Lehman faculty, says J. Austin Sny-
der, supervising principal.
Faith Hoover, Dallas RD 4, and
Evelyn Whipp, Dallas, are featured
with pictures in the baby contest
this week.
Dr. Henry M. Laing firemen top
their announced goal of $700 in the
current drive for maintenance
funds.
4-H Sweet Corn Clubs of Lehman
and Carverton are entertained by
Wilkes-Barre Kiwanis Club.
John Rowlands, Trucksville, for-
mer Grand Opera singer in Euro-
pean centers, is enthusiastic about
talent he is discovering in the Back
Mountain among his pupils,
Mrs. Earlamond Wright, Harveys
Lake, weds Peter Eckerd, of Dallas.
John Mericle, Dallas, marks his
83d birthday.
When You Retire
ROBERT PETERSON
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“Stay on Your Feet,” Older
People Urged
“A MAN ON HIS FEET is worth
two on their seats!” declared Dr.
E. L. Bortz, past president of the
American Medical Association. He
was addressing a recent conference
on aging at the University of Mich-
igan.
Dr. Bortz and other geriatricians
who specialize in treating senior
citizens find that moderate exercises
aimed at getting patients back on
their feet can revitalize many older
patients who are now bed-ridden.
IT IS SOMETIMES TEMPTING for
older people who have suffered ac-
cidents and injuries to lie in bed
long past the time when they could
for others to let them lie there.
This can be fatal. Rest in bed is a
good thing but unless it is offset by
regular exercise it can have a ser-
ious deteriorating effect on the
body. Among the ailments apt to
accrue are joint stiffening, impaired
circulation of the blood, mental dull-
ness, and muscular atrophy.
* * * /
EVEN NURSING HOMES, once
notorious for letting patients vege-
tate until they passed on, are awak-
ening to the importance of mild
exercise in the care of the elderly.
I'll never forget my first visit to
a nursing home some twenty years
ago. I went there to call on an
elderly gentleman, a friend of my
grandfather, whose case seemed
utterly hopeless. Today, happily,
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| Bob Tales |
By “BOB”
I've got a 2 to 1 bet that the Re-
November so I'm counting on all
you good voters to get out and help
me win the bet.
The outdoor patios and the bar-
beque pits are getting a big play
now as the season wanes. Every-
one is trying to drain the last en-
joyment they can from the remain-
ing warm evenings.
Cincinnati is coming strong and
could finish with a rush to top the
National League this year.
Sometimes we question whether
our big watchdog is an asset or not.
More times than not, when her
hackles rise and she begins to growl
and bark and make our hair stand
on end, it’s only a bunny rabbit
tip-toeing through the backyard . . .
and we sit there all prepared to
fight off Jack-the-Ripper.
One of the most needed groups
in this Back Mountain area is a
Businessmen’s Organization and yet,
as many times as it has been at-
tempted, it has failed. Why? Be-
cause there is an age-old animosity
built up that seems impossible to
overcome. Shavertown feels it’s
more important than Trucksville
and vice versa, and Dallas feels it’s
more important than either of the
other two. You'll hear local busi-
ness men give lip service to their
beliefs in such an organization but,
as has happened in the past, when
$2.00 annual dues is mentioned
that’s the beginning of the end.
A good, solid working group of
local business folks striving toward
the enhancement of business in this
region could do wonders. You read
of towns, even smaller than ours,
which have pulled themselves up
by their own bootstraps. It can be
done here. Sure, I know some of
you are doing very well, but there
are others who are hanging on the
ropes which a good businessmen’s
organization could help. You shut
your eyes to the fact that some are
failing in business not realizing that
if they go under it hurts you too . . .
and the entire area.
An area that pulls together for
the betterment of its populace is
bound to come out on top. Just
think of the many municipal
changes that could be made for the
benefit of businesses in this area.
It's time we got together, discussed
our mutuaal problems and made
this the best d - - - place to live,
to work and to do business of any
small area in the country. Certain-
ly there’s no more beautiful section
of these United States to start with,
and, with the right kind of enthus-
iasm, channeled through a strong
businessmen’s group, we could have
people clamoring to get on our
bandwagon of progress.
Who has the initiative to insti-
gate the Back Mountain Build-up
Program? Is there a man in this
area big enough to get the ball roll-
ing and join us all together in a
mutual pact of understanding? Na-
tions are doing it, why can’t our
various communities do it? Call it
a Chamber of Commerce or what
you will, one thing is for sure, we're
sorely in need of a real, honest-to-
goodness group like this. You start
it and you can count on me as a
charter member.
Keep smiling . . . even a tea-
kettle sings, though it’s up to its
neck in hot water. :
Winner this week of two free
tickets to the Himmler Theater is
Mrs. Carl Hoffman, Trucksville R.
D. No. 1. Stop at the Dallas Post
for your tickets.
Looking at
T-V
With GEORGE A. and
EDITH ANN BURKE
QUIZ NITE — All the big league
give-away quiz shows are crowding
into one night. Tuesday will be quiz
nite on TV, with nearly a half
million dollars given away on these
shows. At 8 p.m., comes the ‘Big
Surprise” with its $100,000 then
“$64,000 Question” at 10 p.m., fol-
lowed by ‘Break the Bank” at 10:30
with $250,000 for the taking. These
three shows total up to $414,000.
There is still another quizzer at
10:30, the Edgar Bergen “Do You
Trust Your Wife,” but the winning
can’t be pinned down to an absolute
sum, since the top prize had been
$100 a week for life.
FRANK PARKER will be compet-
ing with his old boss, Arthur God-
frey, on both radio and television
for the first time, during the week
of September 10 and 17.
Parker will be guest star, Monday
through Friday of both weeks, on
“NBC Bandstand” (Radio, 10 a.m.-
12 noon, EDT; TV, 10:30-11 a.m.)
He will share the spotlight with
emcee Bert Parks and the Glenn
Miller Orchestra directed by Ray
McKinley, which will be playing
many of the late maestro’s famous
arrangements.
Parker was associated with God-
frey for seven years. “This may
seem like a long time,” says Parker,
“but in a 30-year career like mine,
it’s only a brief interlude.
Parker is 53 and readily admits
it. He started out as a radio star
in the mid - Twenties, became a
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Hori & Fi
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This column is made up of
material taken from contacts
with the Pennsylvania Fish &
Game Commission and com-
ments of the writer of this
article. All news of hunting and
fishing interest will be welcome
and full credit will be given to
persons sending in this type of
information. Write to Huntin’
& Fishin’, ¢/o Dallas Post, Dal-
las, Penna., or phone either of
our two numbers, 4-5656 and
4-7676.
Hi Lites On Local “Sports” .
Stanley Hoyt and nephew Jimmy
Hoyt of Kunkle got their limits of
trout while fly fishing at Bowmans
Creek last Saturday.
Bill Belles of Beaumont brought
back a nice catch of black bass from
Devil's Lake in Canada this week.
George Kostenbauder, Todd Mar-
tin, Earl McCarty and son Billy
have been taking some nice Rain-
bows from Harveys Lake this week.
Although the men were fishing deep
with bait, they say that the Rain-
bows are also taking flies.
Bob Bachman and son Sumner
were observed motorboating on
Harveys Lake last Saturday after-
noon. Bob is author of the Bob
Tales column in this paper.
Charles Taylor, Clayton White-
night and Dick Messerschmitt spent
last weekend fishing at Spring Lake.
They are all residents of Nescopeck
and have consistently taken large
stringers of big bluegills from this
lake, which is also noted for its
big largemouth bass.
George Hayner, Arnold Taylor,
and Pete Masonis visited their cabin
at Forkston last weekend. They are
making ready for the hunting seas-
on which will soon be here.
River Fishing Improving . . .
Willard ' Vanderpool, Spring Lake
R. D. 3, reports that bass and wall-
eye fishing is improving in the river
in that area. Willard says that the
“Pesky Perch” lure has been a good
one to date on bass.
ATTENTION FISHERMEN !
Fish Commission Further
Liberalizes 1957 Season . . .
date, The Pennsylvania Fish Com-
mission is further liberalizing fishing
regulations for next year. Stanley
Smith, Commission President, an-
nounces the most noted changes in
the regulations to be effective Janu-
ary 1, are made on warm water
fishes, on which a year round seas-
on has been declared for all species
except largemouth and smallmouth
bass.
The 1957 season for bass will
open January 1, and will close on
March 14. It will reopen June 15
and extend through March 14, 1958.
Though the creel limit of six (6)
remains, the size limit has been
removed.
Size and creel limit changes for
the other warm water species are
as follows: Walleyes, creel limit of
six (6) per day except when caught
through the ice when the daily limit
shall be two; the minimum size re-
mains at 12 inches; Pickerel, the
creel limit of six (6) remains but
the size limit has been reduced to
12 inches; Northern Pike, daily creel
limit of six (6), the minimum size
reduced to 12 inches; Muskellunge,
size and creel limits remain the
same as at present—two per day,
not less than 24 inches long.
In keeping with present ice fish-
ing regulations, which to “alter will
require an act of legislature, all
fishing thru the ice except with tip-
ups for pickerel and perch may only
be done with rod and reel and lines
as presently prescribed. Regulations
on fishing with tip-ups for pickerel
and perch also remain the same for
the same reason.
The season opening for trout will
the closing date set for Labor Day,
September 2, 1957.
Other minor changes will see the
daily limit of tadpoles and frogs up
to twenty-five (25). Chubs, regard-
less of size, are now classified as
bait fish.
Humor Department . . .
“There’s Jones; he’s so fond of
fishing he seems to have fishing on
the brain.”
“Fishing tackle, you mean; I've
often seen him when his brain’ was
reeling.”
* * *
Bill—“Don’t worry; there's plenty
of good fish in this lake.”
Jim—*Yes, and I'm the guy that
left them there.”
Curiosity Catches a Fox , . .
A farmer in Pike County reported
the loss of 20 muskovy ducks this
summer, Game Protector John Loh-
mann says, “I taught him to set
traps and he caught 5 raccoons, one
porcupine and 2 oppossums—and he
still lost ducks. Then I made a fox
set for him. The next morning a
large fox was in the trap. Along-
side of it was a dead duck with its
head off. Mr. Fox had secured his
meal but had to be nosey about my
set, so he fell victim to his own
curiosity.”
Next Week . . .
In next week's issue of this col-
umn will start a series of comments
from fishermen of different areas
on the subject of the fishing license
fees being raised in Pennsylvania.
I would appreciate it if you old
“mossbacks” out there would write
or phone your comments to the
Dallas Post.
rE ——
A Week To Remember
The appointment of my former Wyoming Seminary roommate,
Rear Admiral Dale Harris of Laceyville, to commander Fleet Air Arm,
Quonset Point, R.I., just a few miles from my brother-in-law’s farm
at Kingston, R.I. Dale is one of the most modest men I know.
Two English pheasants striking through the tall grass on the
hillside at Deerfield Farm, then crouching low to conceal all but the
bright red band on their necks in an effort to hide themselves from
intruding strangers. Then with a whirr of wings they zoom straight
up in the air and away. A sight to warm the heart of a hunter or a
curious watcher in a parked Thunderbird ten feet away!
* * * * *
A doe and her two dappled fawns leaping just at dusk out of
the thicket and across the dirt road that skirts Huntsville Reservoir
between the far end of Machell Avenue and Huntsville Road. They
stand there partially concealed in the second growth saplings, muz-
zles turned toward the wind, ears erect, eyes as big as brown billiard
balls, legs quivering ready to dart with white flags flying into the
deeper underbrush!
* * * * *
A thousand starlings, scolding and jabbering as they settle down
for the night in the big poplar in front of the Barn, while countless
other thousands wheel in flight toward other assembly roosts on the
hill side back of Machell Avenue.
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The beautiful full-page editorial “Who Takes Delight in Life”
inserted on page fifteen of this morning’s Record by outstanding Jews
of Wyoming Valley at the beginning of their most solemn of holidays.
* *® * * *
“Ba,” the Auction lamb, bleating from his pen near our chicken
coop as he hears my voice at evening—then waiting patiently at the
gate until I come to tether him in a circle of tall grass for his eve-
ning’s browse. Now I know why “gentle as a lamb” is one of the
most famous similies in the English language!
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Chi Chi’'s jabbering delight as he sinks his teeth into his first
ear of sweet corn. Only the husks and a very small part of the cob
remain as he pleads from his perch in his cage for just one more ear.
Out on his leash for an evening’s capering he scampers up the lamp
post, and there suspended by his tail, his searching fingers seek out
the pink Betty Prior blooms and a dozen Japanese Beetles which he
grasps in either paw and eats at leisure—with relish!
* * * * *
A dozen young mothers with their pink scrubbed offspring
in starched crinoline petticoats offer bright “Good Morning” as they
pass me on their way to register for kindergarten, while Rogue plods
faithfully behind me on his way to work, too. As I turn the key in
the lock of the office door, the rattle of a pan on the sidewalk startles
me. Over my shoulder, I see Rogue munching the breakfast he has
carried on his plate from the house. No wonder the kindergartners—
and their mothers smiled as they said “Good Morning.”
* ¥» * * *
The blood - red sun sinking behind a veil of mist Wednesday
evening!
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The sweet tender kernels of corn-on-the-cob that was picked
just ten minutes ago from the garden. The first of the season—and a
treat no city dweller ever knows!
* * * * *
The luscious golden goodness of old fashioned Johnny Cake
swimming in rich milk—baked by mother, just because I expressed
the wish, as I passed her house just at sunset while she was working
among her flowers!
* * * * *
A rap on the front door and Earl McCarty standing their beneath
the porch light with a string of nine shimmering Rainbow trout
caught earlier that evening — part of thirty taken from Harveys Lake
this week!
* * * * *
Eleanor Barnes’ bright red geraniums that dominate the flower
beds along Jack’s artistically turned white fence at Elmcrest.
* x * * *
The quaint eyelash window reflecting the sunset above Dr.
Preston Sturdevant’s doorway in the old Dr. Rogers homestead at
Huntsville Dam.
* R * * *
Les Barstow’s casual remark, as the drunks coming from Harveys
Lake stop at 2 a.m. Saturday morning to survey the accident at the
light pole on Death Curve---"’ and they blame it all on us teen-agers.”
RR RL
The challenging courage of my circle of widows—my mother, my
mother-in-law, my sister, my ‘sister-in-law and her mother-in-law on
the most wistful of holidays — Labor Day!
* * * * *
Supper at Brokenshire’s Harveys Lake Hotel and a reunion with
Blaze, Carolyn’s beautiful Irish Setter —and the best huckleberry
pie I have ever tasted. Completely out of this World!
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Pillar To Post . . .
by Mzs. T. M. B. Hicks
The fortieth wedding anniversary came and went without a rip-
ple, except for that florist’s box that barged onto the scene while
Tom was laying a stone wall, and I was putting the last pin into the
twenty-fourth sheet on the line, silent evidence of the GREAT EX-
ODUS of the week before. :
Mumbling around the remaining pin, held between my teeth, I
said, “Flowers? Sure you've got the right house?”
The truck driver from Hill's grinned widely, handed me the box,
and made off.
Tom came up from the terrace, wiping cement on the seat of his
pants. He regarded the florist box with nonrecognition, and then the
light dawned. “This must be what I telegraphed from New York
yesterday,” he announced.
“From New York?”
“Uh Huh, you're having a fortieth wedding anniversary, in case
you've forgotten.”
“That,” I countered feebly, “isn’t until tomorrow, and you've
got no business to catch me with an orchid while I'm hanging out
sheets.”
Tom said we'd have an extra cup of coffee, he’d been gypped out
of his third at breakfast, on account of the washing machine’s being
a disturbing influence, chunking away in its corner and distributing
suds around the kitchen. We compared notes over the steaming
mugs.
“What'’ll we do with the orchid, now we’ve got it in captivity ?”
“I think you put orchids in the ice-box until they are sufficiently
mellowed for use,” was Tom’s hypothesis.
So into the ice box it went, nestling cozily against a three pound
slab of corned beef. Both of the objects were wrapped in cellophane,
and they made a pretty pair, the domestic and the frivolous, waiting
there in the dark in close harmony. } Y
There didn’t seem to be any chance to wear the orchid over
the weekend. Orchids demand a fitting backdrop, something special
in the way of hangings. The corned beef was removed and boiled,
with cabbage, but the orchid remained, this time flanked by a small
roasting chicken.
It is still in the ice box.
Every day I check it, and every day it smiles up at me as good
as new. ;
Maybe I'll get to wear it over this weekend.
If I can find something to pin it to. My orchid wardrobe seems
to have vanished in favor of tailored suits, cotton golf dresses, and
ancient skirts and shirts reserved for painting the house or caning
furniture.
The enclosed card read, “From the Old Goat himself.”
So romance ain’t dead.
In spite of forty years.
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