The foul look on the cream persian feline named Premier Gaylands Gayblade was noted in the cutline of this 1967 photo from the Lincoln State Cat Club show in Chicago


25 Years

(March 12-18, 1992)

It was big and it moved slowly. That is, after all, why it is called a sloth.

A couple of divers looking for Native American artifacts in the Frederica River came across a prehistoric sloth skeleton that had been preserved in the muck.

According to the story, “But because the bones have rested on the river bottom for so long — perhaps 150,000 years says (Jim ‘Lucky’) Lowe — sediment has filtered into them and hardened, acting like cement and creating a permanent ‘statue’ out of the bones. … In the murk of the Frederica River, Lowe said, the only way to make such a find is to feel for it along the bottom.”

The sloth stood some 15 feet high, “weighed 3-to-5 tons and had fearsome claws and teeth.” Lowe and his partner, Rob Rittgers, had recovered around 10 percent of the skeleton by the time the report hit the papers.

50 Years

(March 13-15, 1967)

Trekking the marshes from Brunswick to St. Simons Island seemed like a good idea at the time for Gil Hargett, who decided to organize a race.

As per the account, “The expedition is in the nature of a pilot study, ‘just to prove that it can be done.’ Once the feasibility of foot-racing across the marshes is established, the organizer of the plan hopes that marsh-racing will become an annual event, providing entertainment, humor and excitement — not to mention the attraction of tourists and the attendant jingle of cash registers.”

State Sen. Ronald Adams “expressed discreet enthusiasm” for the effort, stating, “I wish them well, but I do not think I will join them. Personally, I would rather pay a quarter and use the causeway.”

The editorial page also contained a couple of observations of the era:

• “If you want your youngsters to behave, tell them good conduct will please Batman.”

• “A professor says if a man is to be destroyed it will not be by the hydrogen bomb. Nothing as old- fashioned as that will be in style when the big blow-off comes, apparently.”

75 Years

(March 12-14, 1942)

Somebody, alleged to have been employed by Joseph Goebbels, told some tall tales to the state natural resources commissioner, leading to the editorial, “Reports that fishing boats off the Brunswick coast had been hijacked by enemy submarines and their gasoline and oil taken — as released by Zack Cravey, Georgia commissioner of natural resources — seem to belong in the same category as Hamlet’s ‘to be or not to be.’

“Local fishermen declare there is nothing to the report and that they have not been sighted by Nazi submersibles. Recent fishing operations, they explain, have been confined to shallow waters not because of submarines but because of weather conditions.”

The editors of the News advised the public to take such hyperbolic and/or specious reports from the enemy with a grain of salt.

Meanwhile, the editors also expressed:

• “There are lots of things worse than death — and Naziism is one of them.”

• “The trouble with the government ban on hairpins is that the burden of fixing everything around the house will now fall on dad.”

•“Almost any woman would rather be double-faced than double-chinned.”

• “‘Man Swallow Spoon, Taken to Hospital’ — headline. We guess they won’t let him stir.”

• “The sugar shortage would probably not be nearly so acute if northern cooks had enough sense to leave it out of cornbread.”

100 Years

(March 14-16, 1917)

With the nation moving toward a war footing and President Woodrow Wilson authorizing the arming of American ships, crews got to work in Brunswick.

According to the report, “Shipbuilding concerns of this city were yesterday recipient of a telegram from Senator Hoke Smith, informing them that the government is ready to aid all vessels which desire to traverse the German zone of hostilities on the high seas by placing guns, gunners and other necessities of self-protection aboard and inviting them to get in touch at once with the navy department either directly or through the office of the congressional representatives.

“What action will be taken on this communication is being kept secret.”