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By Betha Digree
Tommy Frost, Jr., who celebrat
ed his birthday last Sunday, will
now learn whether it is true, or
not true, that “Life Begins at 40”
. . . Best wishes to him . . .
Had a note from Una Malutin
this week from ANS Hospital in
Anchorage which read . . After
I’d had my hip operation, who
should move in here with me but
Helen Parrish. Talk about being
happy to see someone I knew . . .
Someone from home. Now we share
our reading, our crochet patterns,
even our eats. After all those
months of suffering that Helen has
gone through she is still the most
cheerful and uncomplaining per
son I’ve every met . . .” Our very
best wises to both Mrs. Malutin
and Helen Parrish and may they
both soon be out of the hospital.
Cardinals Tell Of European Travels
By Betha Digree
“It was a wonderful experience
that we shall always remember and
never regret.” That was the way
E. L. (Card) and Marie Cardinal
described their ten-week vacation,
most of which was spent in Eur
ope.
“We enjoyed London but found
the traffic rather confusing be
cause of the left-hand driving. We
learned to be very cautious when
crossing a street after a few nar
row escapes. While in England
we were fortunate enough to spend
a few days at the home of a friend
who was on a trip. The house,
which he turned over to us, is more
than 200 years old. Each room has
its own fireplace as there is no
central heating plant.
“We really enjoyed seeing the
beautifully landscaped lawns and
gardens. We were, of course, thrill
ed to be in London at the time
of the marriage of Princess Mar
garet. We were lucky enough to
have good seats while watching the
procession through the streets.
“Some of the shop windows had
fabulous displays, the best we saw
anywhere.
“Paris had so much to offer to
visitors ... It was great fun to sit
at a table at a sidewalk cafe and
watch the people passing by. (At
this point Card remarked, “Especi
ally the pretty girls!)
“There seem to be two prices
on things in Paris . . . One price
for the people who live there, and
another for the tourists. The latter
is extremely high and Parisian
shopkeepers seem to have the idea
that all Americans are wealthy.
In one shop we were told ‘You can
afford it because you are capital
ists,’ when we decided not to buy
something because of the price.
We were charged five dollars when
we sent two dresses out to be
pressed at the hotel.
“People in Holland were very
friendly. The streets and steps
leading to the homes are all so
clean. Steps are scrubbed every
day, it seems. We attended a huge
flower auction where flowers are
bought to be sent to all parts of the
continent.
“The people of West Germany
live more like us than in any other
country we visited, and they seem
to be prosperous. The Autobahn,
a six-lane highway built during
Hitler’s rule, was really impres
sive.
“Seeing the Vatican was the
highlight of our visit to Italy but
the cathedrals and other ancient
buildings are beautiful as they
are in all of Europe that we tour
ed. In Italy, tho, we were again
called ‘Capitalists’.
“In Venice we were fascinated
by the glass blowers who fashion
such lovely, fragile pieces of glass.
And there, of course, rides in gon
dolas.
“Spain is an interesting country
in so many ways. Many of the peo
ple are dreadfully poor. Laborers
working on the highway were be
ing paid approximately eleven
cents an hour. Two-wheeled carts
drawn by donkeys furnish the
means of transportation for many
things. We saw women unloading
a ship load of sand. Large pallets
were loaded with the sand then
the women carried the pallets on
their heads. We never did learn
what the sand was used for, tho.
All sorts of things are carried on
the heads of the women, including
jugs of wine and jars of water.
“Of course we couldn’t miss the
bullfights. We became so excited
that we found ourselves shouting
with the rest of the crowd, and
nearly falling out of our seats.
“Old people and children, shab
by and weary looking, can be seen
everywhere begging. In the coun
tryside one sees people picking up
branches and twigs which they
carry into town to sell for a few
cents.
"We spent many enjoyable hours
strolling through the streets just
looking at the window displays. It
was in Madrid that a handsome
little shoe shine boy was thrilled
when Card gave him twice the
money asked for a shoe shine. It
amounted to 3^ cents in American
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Tickets On Sale
For Cancer Drive
Tickets went on sale this week
as the first step in a fund raising
campaign for the annual cancer
drive. The drive, which will open
August 6, will continue for two
weeks, closing August 20.
A pair of binoculars and a 9
transistor radio will be given away
at a dance to be held at the Elks
club, Saturday, August 20. Ar
rangements for the dance are in
charge of Mr. and Mrs. Charles
McIntyre.
The local drive is in charge of
Mrs. A1 Hochberger. District rep
resentative for the American Can
cer Society is Mrs. Jack Hinckel.
The slogan again this year is
“Fight Cancer with a checkup and
a Check.” The American Cancer
Society has announced that 1,000,
000 Americans are alive today who
have been cured of cancer. A cured
person by ACS standards is one
without evidence of the disease at
least five years after treatment.
The Society claims that progress
made is largely due to its nation
wide program of education, re
search and service.
Mrs. G. Burum
Visits Son Here
Mrs. Gladys Rogers Burum, Ber
keley, Calif., arrived recently to
visit her son, Cmdr. Roger Burum,
and his family on the Naval Sta
tion.
The visitor will remain here un
til Cmdr. Burum, Legal Officer, is
detached from duty at Kodiak the
latter part of August. Cmdr.
Burum’s new duty station will be
San Diego.
STONE FAMILY DUE HOME
Mr. and Mrs. William Stone and
daughters are expected to return
home August 1 or 2. They have
been Outside the past two months.
Stone is the superintendent of the
Kodiak Baptist Mission here.
money but the youngster acted as
though he had received a fortune.
“In Toledo, home of the famous
Toledo blades, we watched the
men at work making stilettos,
lovely jewelry and other objects
of great beauty. The men, who are
true artisans, make their own indi
vidual designs and their work is
exquisite. (We agree with Marie
that the products are beautiful
. . . she brought us a pendant from
Toledo that is more than lovely).
“Portugal is advancing rapidly,
and we found the people friendly
and helpful at all times. The gov
ernment began tearing down many
old buildings in 1945 in Lisbon,
and replaced them with modern
apartments that now house 40,000
persons. Economical government
built homes are also being con
structed. Tenants pay one-fifth of
their salary for twenty years, then
become the legal owners. In the
event a man dies before the end
of the twenty year period, his
widow is given ownership of the
home at once. All factories are
being moved out of the city into
the country.
“A few short hours after leav
ing Lisbon by jet plane we were
back in the United States with
memories of castles and palaces
hundreds of years old, many other
things new to us, yet really old,
and we knew that we had seen
places where history had been
made.”
The Cardinals spent some time
in Canada visiting relatives and
old-time friends before returning
to Kodiak.
Listening to Card and Marie
vividly describe the places they
had visited, the food they had
eaten, people with whom they had
talked and the fun they had, we
almost felt as though we, too, had
shared some of their enjoyment.
Chaplain Bob Vaughn’s Job In Navy
Calls For Being All Things To All Men
By Miriam J. Angell
Our world of specialists often
requires that one man turn the
screw, another tighten the bolt and
still another push the button to set
in motion the product the special
ists have wrought. Yet another
specialist deals with the mind of
man. The Navy Chaplain is con
cerned with the mind and soul of
man; he fulfills his purpose in
being all things to all men.
Chaplain and Mrs. Robert A.
Vaughn once made some calcula
tions as to the number of people
he has counseled during his 18
years with the Navy and they came
up with the fairly astonishing
figure of thirteen thousands. The
years of being all things to all men
and his lady, the family has found
a home among a host of friends
who both need and enjoy their un
common faculties for friendship.
The other Vaughn family parts
are Jeffry and Robbie, and a gentle
German Shepherd named Pfleg
erin. Translated from the German
this means Nurse. The boys were
born five and seven years ago dur
ing an exceptionally long tour of
three years, in Boston.
Commander Vaughn led up to
this happy point with some inter
esting past history. “My Dad is a
retired Army chaplain who got
into service because, at the out
break of World War I, he urged
the young men in his Louisiana
congregation to join up; he urged
CHAPLAIN and MRS. ROBERT A. VAUGHN
have lined his face with humor,
sadness, love, compassion und
faith.
Bob Vaughn speaks his faith
from the pulpit and his congrega
tion is warmed by it and imbued
with it, so clearly is faith the
power and life of the man. “Some
years ago,” he told us one recent
Sunday, “I was chaplain in the
carrier Kearsage. I love Navy
pilots; there were a lot of them
aboard that ship and I made sure
I was always on the flight deck
when they were launching a strike
or recovering aircraft. Down in my
office one day I had a young lad
who was sorely pressed by a prob
lem that took us quite a while to
iron out. It was lunch time before
I could get away, the planes had
landed, and the squadron was
seated in the wardroom when I
entered. The officers were ordi
narily very friendly but they gave
me such a cool reception that I
asked what was the matter. One
of them finally grumbled that it
was all my fault. My fault for what,
I asked. ‘It’s all your fault that we
got a bent prop. You weren’t there
when we landed.’ Now, this is
amusing to you, but to those pilots,
my presence on the flight deck
was an act of faith.”
Though Bob Vaughn and his
“pretty little girl” came aboard
only a short while a ;o as the new
Naval Station Protestant Chaplain
so long and hard that the congre
gation asked him, ‘Why don’t you?’
and he did. From there on our
family lived on a succession of
Army posts. There was Fort Sam
Houston, Texas, where I did a lot
of growing up and was mascot to
the first all-mounted Boy Scout
troop in the world. After that we
were in Arlington, Virginia for
three years and then in the Philip
pines: we had three Japanese in
vasion scares there and in 1933 we
felt sure we would be evacuated to
Corregidor. From 1934 until 1937
I was in college at Centenary in
Shreveport, Louisiana, and got my
BA there. What I really wanted to
be was a flyer; I spent a coupde
months in Naval Flight School but
my family put up such objection
that I compromised and tried law
school for two years at Texas Uni
versity. From there I went to Duke
for my Bachelor of Divinity degree.
When World War II broke out the
Chief of Navy Chaplains came by
and recruited me and in 1942 I
was commissioned Ensign Deck
Volunteer Probationary U S N R,
which meant I had to graduate
from the Seminary. I did, by the
Grace of God and a hard run. After
Navy Chaplain’s School in Norfolk
they gave me the rank of Ensign
and sent me to the Coast Guard
Training Center at Groton, Conn.,
where, one night at a party I met
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