Spemmee PAGE TWO THE DALLAS POST } "A non-partisan, liberal, and progressive newspaper published avery Thursday ‘morning by Northeastern Newspapers Inc. front 41 Lehman Ave., Dallas, Pa. 18612. Entered as second class matter at the post office at Dalles, Pa., under the Act of March 3, 1889. Subscription within county, $5 a year. Out-of-county subscriptions, . $5.50 a year. Call 674:5656 or 674-7676 for subscriptions. fational advertising representatives, American. Newspaper. Representatives Inc., 186 Joralem St., Brooklyn, N.Y. 11201. ‘publisher ............... Nak ant allan es {.. Henry H. Null 4th general manager .......... Krssatuvasssihvapesicass vhmarss Yenaaesiais John L. Allen CT AT EAA Ge Readers « annsdon sive ad ins .. Mrs. T.M.B. Hicks advertising manager Doris Mallin to the moon [J] Barring mishap or delay, the first man to step foot on the moon will do so ‘this month. This man will be an American astronaut and, as is part of the tradition of exploration and discovery, he will implant on the moon's surface his country’s flag. It is a custom as old as the ship in which Magellan sailed the seas and, we feel, as old-fashioned. For as proud as we are of our country’s accomplish ment in achieving this much coveted victory in the space race, we must realize that the world—or the solar system, or even the universe—is no longer our oyster. As members of an electronic age Avhich has made possible the space flights, we must also understand that we have become members of what Marshall McLuhan calls the ‘‘global village.” Nations can no longer claim impregnable defenses or impenetrable borders; in conquering time and space we can no longer be remote nor can we be out of toucch. For better or worse, we are a world without boundaries. How much more significant our moon landing would be if, perceiving the ‘unique opportunity and responsibility which is ours, we would implant on that lunar landscape a symbol of the world community, a United Nations’ flag. smoke screen? [J The constant cry from out of Washington to con- trol advertisements of tobacco products raises many questions as to why such a concentrated attack is really being made at all. There is very little doubt left in the mind of tobacco users that tobacco can be harmful to their health, so why so much persistence in getting the message across? The government and certain health societies are Spending millions of dollars to discourage the use af! tobacco. In getting this message to young people, and non-smokers, a service is being done. But to spend so much time and money to reach those who do use—and who certainly know the dangers of tobacco, seems such a useless effort. A cigaret smoker, for example, who donates money to the American Cancer Society, does so in hopes that the money will be used in research and not used in expensive and fancy advertising—a program that has created a lot of business for a lot of people, and all at the public’s expense. Besides, does the public really want its officials to guard them from themselves? If so, isn’t it about time that the gov- ernment and all these various firms that are so concerned with our welfare look at other industries? We suspect that alochol has killed more people, wrecked more lives and homes, than tobacco. We ~ feel that this ever increasing need of outside in- fluences to protect us from ourselves could easily grow to the point where John Doe, day in and day out, will be bombarded with messages from Big Brother. Big Brother, meanwhile, will continue to grow fatter and richer. citizen's panels [] Citizens’ panels to advise local communities and school districts in the preparation of programs are now an accepted method in many areas throughout the nation. By selecting dedicated men and women from within the community, a town- ship, borough, or school district can accomplish much in creating and carrying through with practi- cally any program desireable for the betterment of the community. Last year the Lackawanna Trail School District for example, which includes parts of Wyoming and Lackawanna Counties, com- pleted a state mandated 10-year, long-range de- velopment program for the school district entirely by utilizing the skills of its area citizens. Many school districts paid anywhere from five to ten thousand dollars to private consultants to do this study. Some school districts set up citizens’ panels to study recreation programs, make surveys, de- velop curriculums and other projects. Townships and boroughs could easily do the same. Not only does this give administrators more time to ad- minister but it also gives citizens an opportunity to participate directly in creating a better com- munity—without adding to the tax burden of them- selves. Best of all is the fact that the people have a direct bearing on the direction they wish their community to take. { only yesterday ‘FORTY YEARS AGO The Wild Cat roller coaster at Fernbrook claimed a victim, when a 40-year old man from Larksville stood up in the car at the crest of the incline. Emery Smith was dragged to the bottom, dead on arrival at General Hospital. Hairbreadth rescue, movie style, saved the life of a 2-year old child on the Trucksville trestle. The gasoline powered work car bore down upon her as she sat between the tracks. She was scooped up by a railway employee who was riding on the car. Brakes screamed, the car stopped at the end of the trestle. Names? None given. H. L. Fortner, newly arrived to take charge of Inland Water Company, said the water sup- ply was low. Consumers said Amen. : needed : By GENE and MARIAM GOFFIN (Continued from last week) With war a threat and con- flict a certainty between China and Russia, the United States must weigh the relative strength of each nation in setting her own foreign policy. Last week we discussed the ideological strength of each power—here, China appears to have the strongest position in the world. She supports revolu- tionary change from poverty in The Right To Write To THE POST: (Re: the Goffin's column in the Dallas Post, June 19) There used to be something wrong in the teaching of history, all right. I was left after high- school with a complete indif- ference about history. It was only later on, long after graduation from formal school- ing, that I discovered that I had, in fact, a consuming in- terest in history. I wanted to know, not when the general crossed the Rhine, but why he did so, and who told him to do it, and what was gained by this costly effort on his part. I wanted to know what the various peoples on the world, unknown to each other, were doing all at the same times in the past—what the Greeks were up to while the Polynesians were finding out ways to navi- gate uncharted oceans, and how far the human races were de- veloped at the time when all “the mammoths got themselves frozen stiff in Siberia. ? What sort of men conquered their parts of the world—did they efficiently kill off all their friends who might be thinking of taking over, as they presently do in the gangster hierarchy. What kinds of people are known to be honorable as we under-, stand the term. My sister, Mrs. Hicks, tells me that on her’ recent trip to the Orient, she noted that the Chinese were honest people; the people of the Philippines were known to be thieves, experts since childhood. The word of a high-born En- glishman was his bond, as that of a high-born Chinese. So was that of a high-born German. The trouble was, Mr. Hitler was assumed to be a highborn Ger- man, though in retrospect everybody should have known. What makes people tick, any- way? My present unanswered ques- tion is—what caused the fall of Rome? Was it that they hired mercenary armies to do their fighting for them? Was it the ineffective and perhaps corrupt bureaucracy that let their irri- gation systems go to ruin, so that their once fertile fields could dry up and join the Sahara Desert? Why did our own people let our Huey Long begin to per- suade a good deal of the South that emulation of Mr. Hitler would be good for the country? “It can’t happen here’ has a lot of dangerous holes in it as a theory. Well, such things weren't taught in schools of my day; and I'm full of questions that haven’t been answered, as far as my limited information goes. Mrs. Hicks, showed me your article. M. H. TODD, M.D. Virginia Beach, Va. THE DALLAS POST, JULY 10, 1969 Melvin Mosier, secretary of the Dallas Township school dis-, trict, was informed from head- quarters that a vocation school for that district was in the wind. Dry weather was injuring Crops. Cal McHose nearly lost his new Auburn car on Main Street, when a couple of girls coasted it downhill, but found they could not unlock the transmission. They left it on the trolley track. F. P. Oberst, 48, died of a bullet wound at his home in Shavertown where he was cleaning his rifle. THIRTY YEARS AGO Prolonged dry weather brought rattlesnakes down to- ward Bowmans Creek. Lee Tracy was on his way to the South Pacific in his yacht. His mother lived in Shaver- town. Water service was improving in Dallas, customers were not pushing the edict of the PUC. C. W. Space was testifying at the inquiry into milk prices. Higher price for milk was the goal. Low prices in neighboring states meant unfair competi- tion for local herdsmen. Judge W. A. Valentine con- sented to run again for judge. Two Hunlock Creek men went to court, one of them having wielded a two-bitted axe against the other in a scrap over a boundary line. Sounds like old time Kentucky at its feudingest. Beekeepers in the area were battling foul-brood. A French dahlia grower named a new variety for Dolly Sawyer of Dallas. You could get 10 tall cans of evaporated milk for 59 cents, and bread was a bargain at two loaves for 15 cents, and little neck clams were 100 for 55 cents. TWENTY YEARS AGO It was the Library Auction issue. The auction has grown from a one day in the rain af- fair to two full days. (And often a mop-up session Monday night.) Mary Weir was arrang- ing for good weather, to be de- livered along with the load of home-grown manure. A new feature was a booth for plants and produce. Louis Banta and Francis Mc- Carty proposed to lock horns in the September primaries for the office of Kingston Town- ship constable. a New Policy sa.» the nations of Asia, Africa and Latin America with most com- mitment. One must also consider bal- ance of power politics—the relative military and civil value of the Soviets and Chinese. Russia has far fewer people, but her people are far better soldiers and better industrial producers. Soviet technology is also far advanced. Russian cen- ters of power are farther from China than China’s centers are from Russia. Russia has disadvantages too. Because she is technologically more advanced, she is more susceptible todisruption through bombing. A complex nation can fall apart more easily because everything is so interrelated. Bombing an agricultural na- tion like China—or, for that mat- ter, North Vietnam—accom- plishes little. However, one can assume Russia would control the air because of the supe- iority of her air force. Russia would strive to avoid nuclear confrontation because she fears her own complete destruction. Thus, her great superiority here would be neu- tralized. China has advantage of revo- lutionary fervor and almost un- limited supplies of manpower for her army. It is difficult to estimate who would win in this war, but we would bet on superior tech- nology. Even if no war were to occur, the guesses as to who would win must be weighed in foreign policy formation. When the United States is added to the equation, it ap- pears China is by far the lesser threat to this nation. China is without a navy worth considera- tion, without sophisticated nu- clear weapons systems, without industrial depth. United States SEEDS OF SLUMS off the cuff stuff By BRUCE HOPKINS Young At Heart From the first day, the ex- perience has been a frightening, yet a fascinating one. The world of kids is a most interesting world. And when you are teach- ing them to use their imagina- tions, the world becomes that much more exciting. At the present time I am teaching a course in Creative Dramatics to a group of Kids ranging in age from first grade to sixth grade. And there is a world of difference between the two extremes. Basically a kid at heart, I'm finding the teach- ing experience quite rewarding and I think that I'm learning as much or more than they are. One of the main objectives of creative dratics is to stim- ulate the imaginations of the students. The youngest ones, for the most part, have great imaginations. The older ones have unfortunately left the world of make-believe, and it seems to be a more difficult task to bring imagination back to them. In order to stimulate their minds I often ask them ques- tions dealing with their senses. Questions relating to sights, sounds, taste, smells and touches. I ask hem to describe the biggest or mallest or most beautiful thinghey’ve seen. Or the odor tha most reminds them of sumrer. Or the rough- est thing thewe ever felt, and so forth. Oneday in the first and second rade group, we were trying t name all of the things we cald think of that were yellow. They bega by mentioning bananas anc lemons—obvious things. One little girl was frantically -aving her hand, and when asked her what she could 1iink of that was yellow, she plied very quickly with, “Teer that you don’t brush.” Ancer young man re- marked tht one time Carol Burnett hd breathed on a flower and: wilted and turned yellow. ; The firstlay was spent pri- marily witintroductions. Each of the stuents was asked to stand, givhis name, tell about any pets e had, and tell me the one thg he dreams most about doig when he grows up. One littleyoy stood up and in- formed tk group, ‘‘My name is Arthur aj when I grow up I want to ba policeman so I can lock up 11 the bad people.” : Pfc. Donald Malkemes, killed in World War II, was buried here. Noxen was ahead in the League, Harding second, Shav- ertown trailing. Final plans for erection of Prince of Peace edifice were laid, the ground to be broken in August. Clarence J. Covert of Loyal- ville died. Mrs. Fred Whitesell and Miss Bess Klinetob sang “The Old Rugged Cross,” and “Shall We Meet Beyond The River.” TEN YEARS AGO Two year old Barbara Lawry modeled a doll bassinet made by Robert M. Scott, appearing on the front page as part of the publicity for the 13th Library Auction. Bill Robbins had made up a mess of trout flies, using hair from the heads of Hollywood stars. Autographs of the actresses went with the flies, the whole business to be sold at the Library Auction at what- ever price the traffic would bear. Tent caterpillars were on the ‘way out, according to Maurice Goddard, authority on wildlife in the Commonwealth. They and Russian power seem greater than China’s power for similar reasons. Yet we face a greater danger than Russia does—getting bogged down in a land war in China—here China may well be undefeatable. We would be handicapped with longer supply lines and less manpower than Russia. Thus, although Russia could probably beat China because China would have the same dif- ficulty occupying Russian ter- ritory that Russia would have holding Chinese territory, neither the United States nor China could beat each other. But, China does not have to attain anything more than a standoff versus the United States to enhance her prestige and lessen ours. We must, therefore, avoid war with China. For the United States to de- feat China in a long, drawn-out land war would mean turning this country into a garrison state comparable to ancient Sparta or the worst of Hitlerian Germany. If we opted for nu- clear war, Russia might be drawn in meaning the end of the world. In terms of balance of power theory, it is to our advantage that Chinese strength is main- tained—even increased. Balance of power works like a see-saw. If of two people balanced on a see-saw, one sud- denly gains five pounds, the balance is upset. In nations that might mean a bigger army or an ABM system. When the bal- ance collapses, war may well result. In this kind of balance, the bi-polar balance, equilibrium is difficult; the balance is inher- ently unstable. It is the system we have suffered under for a quarter century of cold war and constant threat of instant an- nihilation. The multiple balance of power is much safer. If a number of people sit on a multiple-sided see-saw, a weight gain by one is much less unlikely to upset the others. In international politics the continued on PAGE 10 One of the fourth graders stood up and informed me that when she grew up she planned to be an oceanographer. Most of the kids stared at her in bewilder- continued on PAGE 10 The Right To Write To THE POST: The people of Kunkle and the Volunteer Fire Company of Kunkle wish to thank you for publicizing our first big auc- tion June 21, 1969 for the pur- pose of raising funds to pay for a new fire engine. Again, many thanks for men- tioning it in your very fine newspaper. KUNKLE VOLUNTEER FIRE COMPANY Kunkle, Pa. were infected with a virus which was lethal to them. Re- port did not state whether they were infected by accident or design. Mrs. Lemuel Troster headed Women of Rotary. Rotary men were pouring concrete foundations for erec- tion of auction tents. Men were From By HIX If you have been with the Library Auction from the first, you probably have something which you bought at that time, some sort of a souvenir of a historic occasion. All of us took our own'trea- sures to be sold over the block, and bought our neighbors’ trea- sures. It was the most folksy sale you can imagine, with people opening unbrellas when the gentle drizzle turned into a sharper shower. Rain dripped off the umbrellas and down the neck of the spectator sitting alongside, but nobody dreamed of going home. A small white ironstone pitcher from the first Auction holds a quart of milk in my re- frigerator. It has been holding a quart of milk ever since that first Auction, nearly a quarter of a century ago. The auctioneer held it up, and the pitcher was mine. For a thin dime. Goodness knows what it would bring nowadays, with the growing interest in ironstone. A woman standing next me was shocked, ‘I'd have given a whole quarter for that pitcher,” she expostulated, ‘will you sell it to me for a quarter?’’ “Of course I won't sell it. I want it. It is just what I need for a quart of milk. You have to speak up at an auction, or wave your hand, or do something to attract attention.” In five minutes, she was not only waving her hands and shouting, she was leaping up and down, for there was an- other pitcher, companion piece to the one I was holding, and by grim force of will I kept my- self from bidding against her. She got her wish. It cost her just exactly a quarter, and if she reads this she will know that she got a bargain. I saw a pitcher like it listed for $10 in an antique store recently. Mine, I may remark, is not for sale. It is the one thing from the first Auction that I have managed to keep. The baby crib came back to a later Auction after it had outlived its usefulness at the Pump House. Grandchildren have a way of sprouting long legs and out- growing cribs. I’ve only one crib left, out of the number that I used to have, and it is probably going to be given away if I can ever bear to part with it. It has on its pillow the impress of many small heads. The rule of a crib or a cradle in every room has been relaxed of recent years, and the high- chair population has diminished almost to the vanishing point. A Library Auction some years ago fell heir ‘to a tiger maple cradle with a hood, the kind you find in pictures of pioneer days, low to the floor, with sturdy rockers. A beautiful young woman with the thickest braid of hair I have ever seen, bid it in. A mahogany cradle, equally low to the floor but with a more sophisticated type of rocker, was elevated to the auction block the following year. It was very old mahogany, the wood rich and dark. It, too, had served as a bed for the new- born, its stout sides shielding the babies from drafts. It had a patchwork quilt, now trans- ferred to the one remaining cradle. Every tiny stitch had been lovingly made by hand, by a grandmother now long dead. It is ridiculous to wonder what has happened to the cradles, but when a treasure passes into other hands, the mind follows it. There was a highchair of- fered at one of the early Au- ctions, a beautiful chair, newly caned. This, I can vouch for, as I caned it myself, expecting to bid it in when it was sold. I was just half a second too late with my bid, and Harry Ohl- man knocked it down to an- other buyer for a perfectly un- believable sum, something like four dollars. There was four dollar’s worth of caning in it, to say nothing of the lovely frame. So there, again, somebody got a fantastic bargain. And it all goes to prove that if you don’t screech like mad when something you want is of- fered over the block, somebody is going to beat you to it. A small parlor organ got Pillar To Post hurrying the job of finishing the stitching at Dallas Junior High School, where sewing machines whirred, and Rotarians did not lift their eyes from their work. Died: John Kava, 49, Jackson Township. Michael Tomko, 62, Noxen. Charles W. Hoppes, 79, Lake native. Harry A. Mec- Adam, 49, Huntsville Road. away from us once, just be- cause we didn’t happen to be in the right place at the right time. Henry Peterson had demon- strated it to the tune of ‘‘Bring- in the Sheaves,” and it was clearly in good order. needed an organ like we need another hole in the head, but there it was, and we fell in love with it. And then, while we were getting down the hill, hand in hand, Tom and I, to buy the thing, somebody else bought 3 and the next thing on the bloci§s. was a rubber plant. Tom had a system. He en- joyed bidding, but he was ac- quainted with the facts of life. Anything we bid in, we had to haul home. So he sat there on the front row, bidding a quar- ter on everything that came up. It was purely astonishing how much junk he raked in at a quarter a throw, when the other bidders were yakking away in- stead of paying attention. One thing was the chair on which he was seated, a solid oak job with a cane seat that was showing its age. By the end of the evening, the seat had disintegrated, for Tom was not the man to sit quietly. He laid a board across it and con- tinued sitting. By that time he had accumulated a bevelled glass mirrow which is still in the attic, and a miscellaneous pile of this and that including a stuffed pheasant, a cherry- pitter, and. a set of rusted wrenches. The chair, refinished, and now. wearing its second cane jo has recently gone to join othe: furniture in a hastily organize apartment near Washington. was a sinner to cane, as the holes were close together, and small, requiring the finest of cane. It took forever. But it illustrates the point that if you keep your eyes open at the Library Auction, you'll be amazed at what you can buy, and for a modest sum. And tonight, the Auction starts, for the 23rd time. men in Vietnam Ronald Bainbridge Gary Blaine John J. Bobeck. Larry E. Butler Michael P. Casey Philip J. Cawley Claude C. Conart Jr. 9 Robert F. Costigan : Richard Michael Cummings Thomas Detsick Daniel S. Dodd Richard Douglas Jr. Lee Eck . John C. Eneboe Richard Engleman Edward: Gensel Thomas J. Glenn Jr. Joseph J. Harris Dorwin C. Hicks Frank Hodle i Ted M. Hopkins Colin Keefer Robert Kurtinitis Richard H. Long Richard McCuen Kenneth E. Macullach Breck.L. Miller Arthur W. Parks Charles Patla Thomas H. Peirce Michael Preslipski Michael Repotski Robert N. Rogers William C. Sarley Herbert Saxe Loren Schoonover Robert Schoonover Frederick Shupp George Siglin Joseph Simon William Sponseller Jr. Laurence Stearn Robert E. Stocker Joseph L. Turner James M. Wall Thomas P. Walter Ivor Williams Frank Gesky Ralph Peiffer '
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