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RUTH GORDON, Pass Christian’s Chamber of Commerce manager, is taking her work home with her more than she’d ever anticipated. She can’t get a telephone for her temporary C of C quarters, but there’s one in her temporary trailer residence. Add Camille ironies: The C of C was scheduled to burn the mortgage on its office building at its
September meeting—now there’s no building.
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BILOXI’S CURFEW is now officially pushed forward to
2	a. m. . . . though by that hour, what difference it makes is a* mystery.
“I’m still in emotional shock from Camille,” Huerkamp grimly, after a trip to her Pearl Riv struggle with the debris of 200 felled trees an nursery that was flattened. “How could a hurric, Camille be so hard on camellias?”
A DOLL SAID more than 'its maker realized it would, when Jeanne McNeely, still digging under the rubble that was her Long Beach home, found her childhood-reminiscent Shrinking Violet. It was caked with mud, but the talking cord was still there. Miss McNeely pulled it aimlessly . . . whereupon Shrinking Violet said, “I’m afraid of everything-”; The cord didn’t survive a second pull. But Violet will clear up fine •.. she just has to wait her turn.	'
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ACTUALLY, TWO signs tell it all in this Camille country Makeshift, on cardboard, a marker giving a street name, Lang Ave., adds, “Home of the Brave” . • • and elsewhere, under a residence name, “Pray For Us.” In New Orleans, it seems history; there, even the air hangs heavy with the total burden.	The	very	pattern	of	life	is	wrenched	awry.
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SAGEBRUSH:	“The	man of	imagination	and	no	culture
has wings without feet-”	•	(Joubert).
IN FREQUENT touch with the Corps of Engine ' cleanup aid at Bay St. Louis and the Pass, Isabel ^George) Haik says the overworked Engineers’ nerved ’getting a mite frayed from some of the people’s reacti^ '■One threatened to sue because a Corps bulldozer ran o\^ -the only azalea left on her place; another was furious fc' "cause the lone section of fence went down. “The men don .realize,” murmurs Isabel, “that those things represented ,their only remnant of the past.”
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THE FINEST post-hurricane housing project, complete in record time, belongs to. a mama turkey as a tribute fro-Dean Curtis Davis of Jackson County Junior College, ne Pascagoula. The turkey had been staunchly, fiercely p tective about the eggs she was setting down among : palmettoes. She wouldn’t leave those eggs. With Can ^approaching, Dean Curtis did what he could: He cov her over entirely with a washtub placed on some brick air holes and weighted it all down with a large tractor The morning after the big blow, the tire was gone, s' the tub, but the turkey was sitting right there on her Two days later, a brood of seven hatched . . . all g beautiful now in the luxury of their very own p floored turkey-house.