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DIED. Ernie Shore, 89, who earned a small niche in baseball history by relieving Babe Ruth on the mound and pitching a virtually perfect game for the Boston Red Sox in 1917; in Winston-Salem, N.C. Ruth, then a pitcher, walked the first Washington batter, then was ejected for arguing with the umpire. After Shore came in, the base runner was caught stealing. Shore retired the next 26 batters and narrowly missed joining the eight pitchers who have thrown complete perfect games (facing 27 batters) since...
...Marvy began to think of manufacturing barber poles, not just selling them. In January 1950 he opened his own factory. At the time there were five other barber-pole makers in the country: two in Chicago, one in St. Louis, one in Los Angeles and a small one in Winston-Salem, N.C. Marvy and circumstances gradually put them out of business. A man who could have foreseen the long-hair rebellion of the mid-'60s might not have put his money into barber poles then. But by 1967 Marvy's factory, working two shifts a day of twelve...
...MANY historic, religious and economic reasons, Winston-Salem differs from other Southern cities. Moravian German influences are as heavy as the Southern Baptists.' Industrial giants far outnumber heirs of plantation owners. The town has factories and warehouses but it also has museums and concert halls. Joe Grady is a mild aberration there...
...adventure as a reporter in North Carolina but it was not typical. More common were dull evenings at high school commencements or jaunts to union meetings at rural hamburger stands. At the Forsyth County Courthouse I heard well-meaning politicians worry about library book thefts and ambulance service. At Winston-Salem's City Hall I watched a gruff old Republican alderman roll his eyes while a fellow board member--a 28-year-old former Black Panther--discussed problems of old people in a housing project...
...FIVE MONTHS in Winston-Salem confirmed some of my preconceptions--and biases--about the South. But it shattered more. I met tax-revolters and tobacco farmers at the Grange Hall (to their delight, I parked my car and stepped out into a ditch), textile heirs at the Hyatt House and "spirit-filled" Christians at weekend barbecues. I baked Moravian sugar cakes and giggled through a meal in a restaurant that sandwiched its Virginia ham between slices of kosherrye...