Oakland Tribune from Oakland, California • Page 57

YOU TOWN THIS ft ii i iLMBi lanSSiwS'm? 1 1 sl ate kA'iiaG03-Ka OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA, SUNDAY, JAN 14, 1951 Panamint Bill Turns Oakland Inside-Out By JACK BURROUGHS Panamint Bill was scratching the side of his scrawny old neck with the stem of his corncob pipe, a sure sign that he was engaged in deep thought. With Panamint, to think is to act, or to put his thoughts into words. "Well, sir, I thought it would be a good idea to give folks an occasional peek at Your Town, inside and out, as you might say. "Take this sky-high view of Your Town taken by Clyde Sunderland. Naturally, at that height you couldn't see what was going on inside of all the buildings, even if they had transparent glass roofs.

"But take those three big buildings jutting out into the wa1r xjLmm" jftl1 nr I rm HI "-MUr: iillilM'fj 'f I iWfcn llii mnmmmmmmmmmmmmmmnmmmmmmmmnwmmmmmmm J. ,1. -r-s. life I IHl "7 i rWrr W8 xJii ft i-Vi I i sip 'IH in the lower part of the picture. Those three buildings comprise the Port of Oakland's Grove Street Terminal at the foot of Grov Street.

"The two on the right are Sections A and of the Grove Street Pier, and the isolated one to the is the Market Street Pier. The Market Street Pier was completed in 1924 and was the only structure of the three that came to the port when the Oakland Board of Port Commissioners was formed in 1927. "Sections A and of the Grove Street Pier, which have a depressed railroad track between them, are of reinforced concrete and steel. The transit sheds are 150 feet wide and provide free circulation for trucks inside the structures. The Grove Street Pier is 593 feet long on the west side, 583 feet long on the face parallel to the estuary and 566 feet long on the east side.

It provides, berths for three ocean-going vessels. "Centered at the Grove Street Terminal are the Canadian coastwise service, intercoastal westbound, Gulf intercoastal westbound, Puerto Rican outbound, and South America inbound and outbound. "Seen from the air the photograph does not show the variegated activities which go on day after day in any one of the structures, Section for instance. "That's the middle building in the Sunderland air photo. You can give folks an inside view of Section by hanging up a couple of two-column interior photos in your story alongside the big photograph.

"At the Grove Street Terminal piers, truck and railroad cars load or discharge cargo vessels, fork-lift trucks buzz about with various burdens, and the multifarious activities of marine and land transportation are carried out. "One of the many interesting cargoes handled at the Grove Street Pier is Canadian newsprint in giant rolls for the Oakland Tribune and other papers. The newsprint is transported to Oakland by the Canadian Gulf Line from Powell River, B.C., in such vessels as the Lovland, which make a round trir in 12 to 14 days. "After being discharged at the Grove Street Terminal, the newsprint is transported by truck and trailer to cities in the Bay region. "Among the other cargoes handled at the Grove Street Pier at various times are automobiles, canned goods, steel, pipe, chemicals, rice, farm products and countless other items.

"The Grove Street Terminal is the executive office of the Port of Oakland, where the affairs of the other terminals and wharfs, industrial buildings, and the Oakland Municipal Airport are administered. The Board of Port Commissioners holds its meetings in Section each week J' Panamint's dissertation on viewing Your Town inside and out suggests that such a project could be carried too far. This thought has inspiredHenry Yellowleaf Tatterton, th Skid Row Poe, to pen the following poetic effusion: "If you've something to hide from the eyes of the world A fish bowl is no place to hide it. Such defiance as this would be hopelessly hurled For too many people have tried it. "If you've something to hide from your friends and your foes Don't go to the nearest museum.

For there's no resisting exhibits like those The whole world will drop in to see 'em. "If you wish to be shielded from curious eyes Don't live in a house that's transDarent. Well, mavbe convention YOU a1 flout and despise But most of us certainly daren't." Tatterton's verse, it will be noted, is like his clothes a bit. tattered. Here is another sample: 'C'- "With ships coming in from the ports of the world Wllh: wl "Til 1 4 tlHltlf if iillpi: Aerial Photo Copyright 1930 by Clydt Sunderland Crovt Street Terminal inspires Oakland's Skid Row Poe to inquire when his ship will come in jf RayHarood's Could Be THE THING'S the Frightful Jabberwock? "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumjious Bandersnatch!" ships riding proud on the sea The pennants and flags to the breezes unfurled There's never a ship meant for me.

There's never a barge nor a leaky canoe From Lapland, Lussino or Lynn. And this, I may add, is a fine howdy-do! When, I wonder, will MY ship come in? 'There are ships riding high, there are ships riding low Be the seas glassy calm or unruly. There are ships that are fast, there are ships that are slow But never a tramp for Yours Truly. There is never a bark, no, not even a bite Nor a raft, nor a boat made of skin. There are ships in the day, there are ships in the night But when is MY ship coming in? "There are ships from the North, there are ships from the South There are ships from the East and the West.

But I give you this right from the sea horse's mouth No object am I of their quest. They may come through the narrows, or come through the Gate From New York or the old Zuyder Zee. They may come through a strait, but I'm telling you straight Not a one of them's coming to me. "My overdue ship will be wondrously freighted With spices and spangles and spuds. With pearls big as golf balls, well matched and well mated And many a magnum of suds.

With gewgaws and gimcracks, with baubles and bubbles One vpon a ttmt a horrlbl monttar wm rtatod In tht mind of man through th medium long a mlldlj horrible, but horribly popular ditty. So, thla monster became famous throughout ew land as the THINO. Unfortunately, all that the song discloses about fhe THINO la that he, aha or it or a reasonable combination ot all three was found in a box which floated up to the beach. We know also that the person who found the box Immediately took it home. But, whenever he displayed th contents, the THING within was so horrible that it terrified even strng women and positively panicked weak men.

Hart you aver wondered and wondered in th nether depths of your subconscious mind Just what could be so horrible? Well, we have gone to considerable inexpens and practically no trouble to provide complete particulars concerning the THINO. Tor instance, we know that it is a species of the Jabberwock and belongs to the Genus Bandersnatch. In truth during those ancient days, so the story goes, the Jabberwock roamed at will and was feared by all. Many a father took his offspring a his knee and whispered Into his ear th following aga-old warning: the Jabberwock, with eyes inflammed, soon came whiffing and burbling through the tulgey wood. And then: One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.

Ah, yes, there was celebrating in the streets that night and well into the next day, and the next streets, as the hero returned with the THING'S noggin under his arm. This is how they greeted the hero: "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! frabjous day! Calloh! Callay! They chortled in their joy." So friends, you can plainly see that there is good cause to hope that we will be liberated from the THING. It was so written and predicted in 1862 by one Charles Dodgson, better known as Lewis Carroll, a prim and prissy sort of a man in his everyday life as an Oxford mathematics professor, but a mad genius when, he wrote. Carroll, who included the above stanzas in his Alice In Wonderland, was the originator and first master of double talk and perhaps one of the. few authentic geniuses the writing world has produced.

He has been imitated by many but never equaled by any. And in addition, we have it upon excellent and undisputed authority, that the THING indeed is horrible to behold. But, allow us to cite the description of a citizen who actually saw the thing in the flesh or what passes for its flesh. This is the way he described it: "And, as in uffish thought I stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame. Came whiffing through the tulgey wood And burbled as it came!" However, ancient history also gives us cause for hope.

Although our song writers have released the THING upon us we will be saved by a knight in shining stainless steel armor. In there is an ancient prediction which not only describes the fight which saves the world from tfie THING, but also sets the somber and ere scene in which the battle of liberation was fought. THE SCENE Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wave: All mimsy were the borogoves "And the Mome raths outgrabe. So much for the scene horrible, isn't it. Now for the actual fight and our hero: "He took his vorpal sword in hand, Long time the manxome foe he sought So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought" But, our hero didu have long to rest, for fir jww Ann lOD lOLS OI ElUlCts aim uut uiw, a vumcaa, is W1C WUfSl WViAn WWF.M is mv chin rnmintr in? "Catboat or flatboat This boat or that boat nt tl.

wood or tin. Schooner or cliDDer name it, Skipper! But when is my ship coming in? Something that could be Tht Thing' 4.