LETTERS
A Tolling Bell,
An Unforgettable Time
Regarding the “Timelines” reflection by
Roger Smith ’ 63 on the assassination of
JFK (November/December 2009), like all
of us, we remember where we were on that
fateful Friday afternoon. I was just taking
my seat in Dr. Spruill’s 4P Intro Econ class
when a classmate rushed in to inform us
that someone had shot at the president.
When Dr. Spruill entered, he could tell
there was agitation in the room
and in his quiet dignified man-
ner inquired as to the reason.
Informed of the news, he
paused, then quietly said we
would continue with the class
until we heard further news.
At the time, and perhaps still
today, it was the custom that
when a noted friend of the
University died, the South Building bell
would toll in honor of the passing of this
individual. Within 15 or so minutes after
Dr. Spruill began his lecture, the South
Building bell began to toll. Dr. Spruill
slowly closed his lecture notes and quietly
dismissed the class. As we left Hanes Hall,
the ROTC Honor Guard was approaching
the flag pole in Polk Place to lower the
flag to half staff: an unforgettable moment.
Either that evening or the following
evening, with things very quiet and virtually all events of any sort canceled, the on-campus movie was still being shown in
Carroll Hall and the feature was Raintree
County. Seeking some diversion from the
growing sadness and shock of the president’s death, several of us went to the
movie. Anyone familiar with this film will
recall one brief scene showing the train
bearing Lincoln’s body to Illinois following his assassination. As this scene
appeared, the entire audience stirred and
some gasped, reminding us all of the tragic
event from which we were seeking some
short respite.
The “Timelines” article brought back
these telling and vivid memories that are
also always conjured when I revisit the
campus, regardless of the time of year or
the passage of time.
Reston Called Wrong
On References to Bush
As a fellow classmate of James Reston
Jr. ’ 63, I wish to challenge his opinion as
stated in the profile “Reston/Nixon”
(May/June 2009).
In two statements, he makes critical ref-
erence to President George W. Bush. One
compares him to President Nixon, and the
other ascribes “Bush’s damage” to under-
standing between the Islamic world and
the West.
The reference to Nixon is
absurd. Nixon engaged in a
criminal cover-up. President Bush
served this country honorably,
Both Presidents Bush liberated Kuwait
and removed a despot in Iraq. In my opin-
ion, these noble actions with congressional
approval don’t describe or imply “damage.”
They are a response to evil and to a terror-
ist attack on U.S. soil.
Robert D. Greeson Jr. ’ 63
Bristol, Tenn
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Great timing for the Davie Poplar to be
on the cover of the July/August 2009 issue
of the Review. For years, I’ve enjoyed sharing Carolina with my three children as
they were growing up. According to them,
I would recite the same stories at the same
campus landmarks year after year, especially
during football weekends. Since all three of
Gary R. Lowe ’ 65
Las Cruces, N.M.
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my children are now college graduates, my
stories now fall on a new generation of
nephews and nieces.
There is no greater joy than to unveil
Chapel Hill to kids who have been brainwashed by ECU, Duke or State parents. At
this year’s UNC/ECU game, I invited my
13-year-old twin niece and nephew to go
to the game with me. Their parents were
ECU grads, and these kids had been taken
to several ECU games in Greenville. The
twins were very reluctant to go, afraid that
I might mysteriously convert them to Carolina fans. They made sure to wear their
purple and gold to the game. I also invited
another nephew who lives in Virginia and
is bombarded with Virginia Tech propaganda on a daily basis.
The conversion process began on
Franklin Street. After pulling them into the
Shrunken Head and other Franklin Street
locales, the kids remarked, “You still haven’t
converted us.” We headed toward Kenan
Stadium, making sure to walk by Silent
Sam, the Davie poplars, the Old Well, and
entered Tar Heel Town in front of Wilson
Library. The Tar Heel band was playing all
of the fight songs, and I could tell they
were growing weaker. We walked by the
Bell Tower and, once inside Kenan, I
toured them entirely around the stadium,
making sure they got a taste of our lively
student section. We enjoyed the game, and
I made sure to not rub in the final score.
We left the game, detoured by Boshamer
Stadium, and headed back toward the Pit.
Norah, my niece, is an avid reader, and I
took her inside the libraries, watching
amusingly as she gleamed at the sight of so
many books. Ethan and Benjamin, my
nephews, are more oriented toward science,
and I timed our visit to make sure we could
catch a show at the Morehead Planetarium.
But first, we ventured into the Student
Stores. Norah disappeared and came back
several minutes later with a bag and a new
book she had purchased. Ethan and Benjamin enjoyed looking at all the Carolina
sportswear, basketballs and footballs. Of
course, shirts were purchased to wear to
school the next week.
It was time to head back toward our
parking place on Franklin Street, and I made
sure to take the Old Well route again. We