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Show j Chatter Box . t j Dear Suzy, V-E Day has come and gone and we are none the worse for wear and tear. Delta was spruced up, cleaned up, closed up and sobered up on Tuesday. V-E Day was a lot like the invasion of France; it was well advertised in advance, the only thing lacking was a few of the particulars, so it was in the nature of anti-climax. Anyway, very few around here forgot there was still a war on and the day passed like a very quiet Sunday. I hope I didn't force the town into building a vault in their city hall by telling you of- Bert Parker burning up the city's cash assets. He, as you remember, at one time had money to burn and the city dads thought it wasn't just the thing to do so now they are building build-ing a vault. Until they build up their treasury again, I suppose Eert will store his package of cigarettes there. The City Dads can poke some feathers in their caps, though, by their action last week. They could not get anyone to repair the sewer south of town so they collectively rolled up their sleeves and went to it themselves. They worked all day and report that the sewer is back again in good operating condition. con-dition. I believe their work sets a record in the nation, as I have never nev-er heard of any city council repairing re-pairing a sewer. Comes next election elec-tion they can point with pride to this particular achievement and say, "We cleaned up Delta in more ways than one." Orran Ashby could be twice as happy if they would have twice as many war bond drives each year. He thrives on these drives and gets more kick out of aiding to raise the money for the government than he would if he made that much money himself. At the close of each drive Orran says, "never again." But when the next drive appears Orran is there with his tongue hanging out ready to go to work. It is interesting to watch him as he goes through a campaign. At the start of it he is prone to be on the "dreamy"side. He drives on the wrong side of the road. He forgets for-gets his car and walks home. When he leaves home he tells his wife what to do that day, kisses the maid and is off. The next stage is one of "defeatism." He starts to worry about not being able to meet the quota, listens to tales of woe from prospective buyers so much that he gets believing it himself. him-self. He is really in the dumps during dur-ing this period. Then he gathers himself together, rides around to visit the various chairrtien and the workers, pounds them on the back for greater efforts and they always respond. After this outburst he all of a sudden gets secretive. He goes about his business with a "know-all" "know-all" look on his face, still moaning moan-ing about never reaching the quota when he talks at all, realizing all the time that it has been reached and passed. He makes it known finally that the quota has been reached and passed and then takes the pledge, "never again." ' The Seventh War Loan Drive is next on the docket, so Orran has been through the mill six times and is now starting on the seventh. He is in the "we'll never make it" stage at present, so he is running true to form. All we have to do is run true to form and the quota will be reached and passed, as in the six past times. We aught to sponsor a "Don't Worry Orran Ashby Day," and each of us buy a $100 bond so that he can move on to the next stage without losing too much hair or too many fingers nails. We'll all buy some bonds during this drive, so why not do it early and add years to the life of our hardworking hardwork-ing chairman. Keep Buying 'Em, Toots. |
