The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, December 21, 1967, Image 31

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The Newberry Sun, Newberry, S. C., Thursday, December 20, 1967—SEC. B—PAGE 11 There are things you should do, right things, that you shirk and dodge, evade and put off— until you run out of excuses. You say to >ourself, "O.K. I’ll do it.’' And, almost im mediately, you look for some reasonable way to crawfish again. Karen Cole knew that she was committed. Far below the night lights of Chicago faded ' into the distance. When the wheels of the plane touched down at Louisville she would be face-to-face with the Coles— the in-laws she had never seen. There was no escape. They would know her. Jim had sent photos of the wedding cere mony. She couldn’t pass them by as a stranger would do and go on her way again. She had to face them. It had been two months since Jim had been officially declared missing in Vietnam. It was shortly thereafter when she received the first of several invitations to visit the Coles. She had ignored them as long as possible. Karen had been somewhat possessed with the Christmas spirit, perhaps, when she an swered the seventh invitation and agreed to come for the New Year holiday. Give them credit, she thought. The Coles had been as persistent with their in vitations as they had been in their efforts to prevent their only son from marrying a girl they had never seen. Karen was certain the marriage would never have taken place if Jim had given them more than the few hours warning that he was getting married. A notice that scarcely gave them time to get to California. But, how they had burned up the telephone wires! It was to be a miserable holiday. Karen could see it in her mind’s eye. Old snap shots. Countless stories of all the "cute” things Jim did as a youngster His achievements at school and college. Tears here and there. But, at least, it would be a one-time affair. She would meet them, hear them out, listen to their tales and stories, and then return to her job in Chicago, nursing her grief and hoping, as she continued to hope, that one day word would come that Jim was safe and well. The Coles were not what Karen had expected. Mr. Cole was more distinguished than his photos had shown him to be and Mrs. Cole — her mouth was not so thin after all, but firm and quick to smile. In fact, and it surprised Karen, they were both happy and smiling. How odd. She had expected to listen to moans and wailing. She was not prepared for happy greetings and the witty conversation that oc cupied the time during the drive from the airport to the small suburban cottage the Coles called home. It struck Karen like a bolt of lightning as she sat down in the kitchen and looked at the Coles across the cup of steaming hot chocolate Mrs. Cole had placed before her. They were going to adopt her! Surely, this was it. She was to be the replacement for the son they had lost. They had rejected her at the outset. Now, she was all they had^in the world and they wanted fo take her in, do things for her, make her happy. Never! She would go back to her job in Chicago. And she would wait. She had not given up hope. She would go back to her job and she would wait for Jim. Jim was coming home. Jim was all right. "Jim is all right. We have word.” Karen was aware that Mr. Cole was speaking, slowly, distinctly. "They tried to reach you in Chicago but you had already left, so they called h^re. Do you understand, Karen? Jim is £ll right. He is coming home ’j us someday. Jim is a prison^.-, but he is alive and well ...” "Yes Jim is all right,” Karen sang it out. "Jim is coming home . . .” She paused, raising the cup to her lips. "... To us.” Here’s to a very merry Christmas! May the season bring you abiding joy. NEWBERRY AUTO SUPPLY GENERAL AUTO SUPPLIES 1211 McKibben Street Newberry \ Qome 'feet fe[,s OTQ Behold the Madonna and the Child, symbolizing to all the world the Sacredness of this Season, recalling to each of us His many blessings. v4s the Christmas story once ^gain unfolds its Holy message, let us join together in a fervent prayer that the world will always live in Peace and Good Will. Whitaker Floor Coverings 1101 BOYCE STREET NEWBERRY, SOUTH CAROLINA