Word: gastonia
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...parlayed a $3,000 shoestring into a textile empire that last year grossed $288 million (and netted $31.2 million). Born & bred at Harvard (where his father taught mathematics), Love came out of World War I a 23-year-old major. He took his $3,000 in savings to Gastonia, N.C., his father's home town, and got a $120-a-month job in a cotton mill. After talking local citizens into adding $80,000 of their own money to his, he bought the mill. During a real-estate boom, Love sold the mill's land and buildings...
...University of North Carolina's scrappy little President Frank Porter Graham, discretion has rarely been the better part of valor. As far back as North Carolina's bloody Gastonia textile strike in 1929, History Professor Graham stuck his academic neck out to fight for a better deal for labor. Over the years, he fought against racial discrimination and restriction of academic freedom. He joined numberless "liberal" committees. Franklin Roosevelt often used him on commissions on social and economic problems...
...spring of 1929 he was sent to the restless South. The "lint-heads" in the Tennessee and Carolina mills, ridden with pellagra, beaten down by the stretch-out, were showing signs of kicking over the belts and bobbins. Beal went to North Carolina, where he organized and directed the Gastonia strike (at the Manville-Jenckes Co.'s Loray Mill). One night there was violence, and Gastonia's Police Chief 0. F. Aderholt was killed...
Full Circle. Last week Fred Erwin Beal had come full circle. He returned to Gastonia to be restored to the U.S. citizenship he had lost. In the summer-hot courtroom he stood, a heavy-waisted man of 52, and told Judge Wilson Warlick earnestly: "I am one of the greatest foes of Communism in America. I would rather be an American prisoner than a free man in Russia...
...women and seduced them incessantly, on the hills, in the streets, in the valleys, and particularly on the beaches; how the women didn't care a fig, and responded to the assaults in the grossest way. But under their rumpled beds lurked such killjoys as the Gastonia strike, antiSemitism, neurosis, a punch-drunk stockmarket and other cultural menaces. And so, at long last, a strong moral message ("Destructive violence must be fought-with constructive aggressiveness") soars across Father Haydn's sky like a flaming cliche...