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would be replaced with modern duplexes that would appeal to a broader range of visitors. The Great Island camp is already a disturbed area, and improving it would have minimal effect on the seashore's natural resources. The vehicle ferry would use an established channel to get to the camp and leave from Davis, which is well-known by visitors. Disadvantages: Finding a suitable site near Davis that the Park Service could buy for its mainland dock presents the biggest obstacle. Few suitable sites exist, and buying one would require Congress to change the seashore's boundary and provide the money. Major modifications to Great Island water and septic systems also would be needed. The DIFF Club board, at its next meeting in July, will discuss what the club's position will be on all this. The board is on record as being opposed to a new camp near the lighthouse.
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Chester Hiatt is having bad dreams. No, it's not about the giant blowfish that got away, but about a near blow to the head from an errant hammer swung by a fellow DIFF Club member, Bob Miller. It seems that Bob and Chester found themselves in close proximity to one another during the club's recent work trip on the island. Bob was hammering and Chester was probably telling a joke to someone when Bob's hammer nicked Chester's skull. All was well until Chester returned home to Winston-Salem. Then, the dreams began. Chester has been so unnerved by the mental duress caused by the dreams that he has hired the powerful law firm of Wolff, Long, Cheek, Tucker, Willis, Dunaway and Tans, which has offices in Chicago, New York, Los
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Angeles, Atlanta and Davis Island. Poor Bob recently received a notice of subpoena in the mail ordering him to appear in court for the case of "Wild Man Swinging a Hammer." In the notice, the lawyers spell out the the particulars of the case as told by their client, Chester. "Client claims he was struck a glancing blow. Client states he wasn't hurt too badly, but since returning home, he has had nightmares about a great big man coming after him with a nine-pound hammer and a fellow with a mustache urging the big man on by screaming, "Get him! Get him!" That man, says Chester, was Bob's buddy B.K. Barringer. Witnesses are needed, Chester says.
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