HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1973-04-05, Page 2SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, April 5, 1973
Why should we pay
We do not intend at
this time to discuss the
ins and outs of health'
care legislation in On-
tario. What We do pro-
test is the propaganda
tactics which have been
undertaken by the govern-
ment of this province.
What it amounts to is
the spending of public
money to sell voters on
the party policies mf Bill
Davis and his Conservatives'.
No doubt the opposition
Parties wish they could
finance their campaigns
out of. the Provincial
treasury, and do sm .durtng
the term of office, not
just during an election
campaign as the' Conserva-
tives are doing.
With the majority Mr.
Davis carries in Toronto
It is doubtful any pro-
test about his tactics in
this matter will be given
tnuch of an ear but voters
are urged to keep in mind
that medical services in
Ontario may not be as top
notch as Mr. Davis' propa-
ganda indicates.
Voters should also re-
member, when election time
rolls around again, that
the "Big Blue MaChine" has
- been keeping-its momentum
with such advertising at
the expense of the tax-
payer, not at the, expense
of those who support the
Conservative Party.
(The Goderich Signal-Star)
Heue we are sitting at,
home after a hard day at
work with our feet up
and our eyes glued to the
tube. The television fare
is running along at its
predictable mediocrity,
interspersed with these
wonderful items called
commercials, and then one
commercial message stands
out.
A group of rather pro-
fessional looking men and
women are sitting around
a large table and they
are discussing the closure
of smaller hospitals, the
cost of drugs and medical
care in general.
Its not a bad commer-
cial as far as its prT-
duction goes. Superimpo-
sures are flashed on the
screen as each person
makes his or her point
showing that the group
consists of doctors or
other members of the medi-
cal profession.
Some of them even seem
to have some good points
but, one begins to grow
suspicious when it becomes
apparent they are •in total
agreement with the-poli-
cies of the ProviNcial
Health Department.
Then the final insult.
As the commercial draws
to its close another sup-
erimposure shows that the
message has been brought
to viewers by -the Govern-
ment of Ontario.
At present there is
considerable debate and
dissent in communities all
across Ontario, and indeed
among members of the Legis
lature at Queen's Park,
'about the Provincial
Government's handling of
health care in general.
Mostly the argument cen-
tres around cutbacks of
hospital services in
smaller communities with
larger hospitals .avail-
able in their area.
What the "Message from
the Province of Dntario",
paid for wit h taxpayers
dollars, is attempting to
do is quiet the dissent
by brainwash ing the voters
of this Prov ince into
thinking Dr. Potter and
his, crew are doing the
right thing.
VP`
From My Window
By Shirley J. Keller '
Curiosity
APRIL 8th, 108.
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smith, left last wedc for Dakota.
Geo. McCutcheon, of Leadbury, a lad
16 years old had two fingers cut com-
pletely • off and another about half off,
while cutting wood. He and another man
were splitting a block when he fell, his
hand coming beneath the axe.
James Mustard of Kippen has pur-
chasedrk, from Mr. McMann of Seaforth,
a matched team of 5 year-olds, which
to all appearance will be able for their
Miss Bertha Ivison of Kippen has
taken a position at The dressmaking with
the Misses Cudmore of Seaforth.
A large number of the members and
adherents of Egmondville congregation
assembled at the manse and presented
the pastor, Rev. Neil Shaw, with an
address alfid a beautiful fur overcoat and
Mrs. Shaw with a 411 filled purse.
In spite of the cold and far from
s ng-like weather, the spring millinery
openi were attended by the ladies
found the the
gypsy decidedly cool camping
on
neighbors of Egmondville
on the flats and had to go into winter
hquouarstees.rs in one of L. 0. VanEgmond's
JameS , McIntosh, of the Mill Road,
Tuckersmith, is paying a good deal of
attention to the raising of thoroughbred
Durham cattle and he has now a very
nice herd.
J. S. Hogg, son of James Hogg of
McKillop and F. H. Bethune, son of
Dr. Bethune, Seaforth, have passed their
final examinations at Trinity Medical
College; Toronto, with first class honors.
John Sparrow of Varna, is busy sow-
ing with an engine.
John L. Wanless ''of Varna left for
British Columbia to push his fortune in
the far west.
John McGregor • of Constance has
purchased a bicycle from penstead Bros.,
Blyth.
, who has been stopping
dsborough of Tucker-
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the act. From our high school alone,
three different ' groups went soaring off
to Greece, Germany and France for the,,
week's holiday.
• They are accompanied by teachers,
who have the job of plannning the trip,
collecting the money, and trying to keep
their charges from knocking down the
Acropolis or straying into a brothel by
mistake.
preventing young pulchritude from
being pinched in the piraeous is not my
idea of a fun trip for a teacher. Nor
am I thrilled at the thought of stopping
strapping young male students from be-
coming addled in Athens- or maudlin in
Munich.
However, it's every teacher to his
own taste and my colleagues who have
tried such a jaunt during winter break
assure me that the whole thing is a
breeze, that there's no more confusion
than there was on the Titanic just be-
fore she went down.
No- matter, it's a wonderful educat-
ion for the kids. How else could they
learn that foreign cabbies, waiters and
porters are even greedier and surlier
than those at home?
What other experience could teach
them that foreign food is not only pretty
expensive but often awful, and that there's
WHAT I DID ON MY 'WINTER BREAK
Good old unpredictable Canadian
weather. No sooner had I popped into
the mail my last colbmn, extolling the
marvellous open winter and the joy of
spring actually arriving on time, than we
were hit by the worst storm of the year,
howling wind and a foot of snow.
Oh well, it gave those sybarites who
fled our bracing clime for the decadent
tropics a chande to rub it in to us stay-
at-homes when they returned from winter
break, sickeningly tanned and fit look-
ing.
This winter break bit is becoming -
more exotic every year. It used to be
called Easter holidays, and wasn't much
fun. The skiing and curling were over,
the fishing and golfing hadn't started, and
the weather was usually rotten.
But in these affluent times, people go
winging off in all directions, tracking down
the sun or the snow or whatever their
pleasure is. Distance and money seem
no object.
I know people who flew to Colorado
for skiing, flew to Barbados for bikini-
watching, flew to Jamaica for rum,flew
to Cornwall for Cornish hen, flew to
Paris for french fries.
And now the students are getting into
When you are six years old, almost
seven, the world is a terrifying place.
That's true. I can remember a little
of what it was like myself. I can recall
that I believed my mother enjoyed beating
me, that 'she hoped I would do things wrong
so I'd get in trouble and make it necessary
for her to laeat me and that she loved to
make me cry.
Now that I'm a mother, I know, of
course, that's far from the truth. But
I haven't found a way' to get that across
to my children. I'm convinced they
believe I get extreme pleasure from
making them unhappy.
For the past week, off and on, I've
been visiting my youngest son's school
to meet with his teachers. I've., talked
With his principal, with. his clape-room
teacher, With his speech'ibachentherets ,
nothing particularly wrong. I guess one
could say it is absolutely routine . . . .
but I can't seem to convince my youngest
child of this.
He's sure I've been conspiring with
the teacher to make things rough for him
. . and the poor child is on the verge
•of tears this week-every time I mention
school.
I promised his teacher I'd have a
little heart4o-heart with my son. Noth-
ing unusual about that. I told her I'd
explain to him - or try to explain - some
of the reasons for listening in class
and keeping busy until the other children
are finished their work and keeping one's
thoughts to one's self until it is recess.
So tonight while we were waiting for
dinner to finish cooking, I took my young-
est son aside for a little chat.
At the first mention of school, he
tightened.
, "You have a nice', bright classroom,"
I began, hoping to catch him off his
guard. "You, and your friends' do some
lovely art work."
He nodded, but his eyes showed he
was concerned about my real purpose for
the talk. .He wasn't fooled 'by my
approach.
"I think your" Aeacher likes you as
much as you like her," I continued,
nothing in the world to touch an honest
Canadian hamburger?
Where could they get a better course
in driver education than on the blood-
soaked avenues of Paris?
Two young student acquaintances of
mew took a month off during the winter,
and flew 111 the way to India. They
couldn't afford to eat in the big hotels
so they just ate what the natives did.
They had a wonderful time. They were
sick during their entire stay. Now how
could they have learned all that by stay-
ing in school like all the weak comfor-
Ah, it's just jealousy, kids. I know
you boys had a wonderful time ogling the
gals in Greece, the belles of f Bavaria,
the poules of Paris. If I went, I'd have
to take my wife. And even if I didn't,
don't know whether I could throw a
good ogle any more. Haven't had any
practice in years.
And I know you girls discovered what ,•.•
I could have told you in the first place
and saved you all that money - that
Canadian girls are the prettiest in the
world and that the ones from your home
town are the prettiest in Canada.
I ask only one thing. You can bore
me for hours telling me aboilt your trip.
w- atching closely for any signs of relaxat-
ion. There were none.
"She told me you,„ like•-to work on
projects all by yourself," I said happily,"
. . after your work is all done, of
course."
"Yeah," he said, still suspicious.
"what do you like to do best when
you work alone?" I asked, trying to
get some participation in this up to now
one-sided conversation.
"Read. But there's no good books,"
came the terse reply.
"What kind of books would you like
to read?" I asked, thinking now I was
getting somewhere.
"Hockey books," he answered.
" '44:Ydift 'leacher told'' me you 'Bice 'to '
do, aritAiittic problems," I said. "Is
that tr0"
"Yep," he grunted.
"She says you like to make up your
own questions, too," I smiled enthus-
lasticallyi
"Yep," he said. I waited.
"But I wish I had a book with some
real questions in - lots of questions, like
they do." He pointed to the dining-
room table where my two teenagers were
doing their homework.
"You mean you really want to do
more school work?" I asked, hardly able
to believe my ears.
Big tears welled up in his blue eyes.
He nodded his head, unable to speak.
Then he composed himself. "And I
want to have big books like they do,"
he said, waving his hand_ again in the
direction of the diningroom table.
• I gathered the little trembling body
into my arms and hugged him tight. He
melted against me.
"Are you cross with me mommy?"
he asked. I told him I wasn't.
"Is the teacher cross?" he . asked.
I told him she wasn't.
He sighed deeply.
"Boy," he said in relief. "I thought
somebody was going to get real mad
at me. I'm glad we had this talk
mommy?"
You can put me to sleep with your col-
oured slides. You can awe me to tears
by showing me the genuine gimcracks
you picked up for a song. But please,
please don't ask me what I did on my
wintep,break holiday.
All right, then, if youtre adamant,
I'll tell you. I shovelled a foot of snow
off the sidewalk. I put out the garbage.
I spent a pretty exotic half-hour at the
library. I helped my wife vacuum and
' clean up the house as she didn't want
to leave a dirty house in case someone
broke in while we were away.
Oh, yes, we went away. We didn't
go to the Barbados, as we had planned.
But we went all the way south to the
city. My wife went shopping. It would
have been cheaper to go to the Barba-
dog.
And while she was out, battling our
way toward the poor-house, I just sat
back in the luxury of our hotel room
and had myself a whee of, a time mark-
ing exam papers.
Then we came home and fed the
cat. The whole thing is an experience
I shall never forget, It was so much
fun I'm already planning next year's
winter break.
APRIL 6th, 1923.
The roads at Walton are almost im-
possible for either sleighing or wheeling.
A large number 'of friends and neigh-
bors met at the home of Robert Hogg,,
McKillop, who with his sister is moving
to Seaforth. They presented them with
two beautiful Chairs and an address.
The members of the Maple Leaf Club
at Dublin , met at the home of James
Flannery to mark their departure for
The thermometer registered 14 the •city. de-
grees below zero oh Saturday. This week
the weather has moderated considerable
but it is far from being spring-like.
Sam walker from Seaforth, left for
Timmins, Algoma where he has opened
an undertaking parlor.
Miss Violet Rankin of, the J. Mac-
Tavish Milling Department has returned
from Detroit where she spent a few
days with friends.
Messrs. wm. Manley and Thos. Mc-
Kay of Manley, attended the dispersal
sale of horses in Toronto, at which Mr.
Manley bought a fine type of draft horse
which adds greatly to his stock of horses.
Miss Ola Cook of Hensall, was in
Seaforth assisting as a reader and en-
tertainer in the Methodist Church and the
audience was much pleased with her
n of New Ontario took
selemc
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titoonns. j,ohnso •
two carloads of horses and settler's
affects. They had spent the winter with
Mr. Johnson's parents in Blake.
APRIL 9th, 1948.
Members of the Seaforth Bosharts,
Seaforth's Intermediate hockey team, were
guests of honor at a banquet in the Com-
mercial Hotel.' As a memento of the
hockey year each of the players was
presented with a group photograph of the
team by Enos and Louis BOshart. Eric
Munroe, secretary of the association,
presented each.-player with gifts on be-
half of the Association. The chairman
was A. Y. McLean in the , absence of
W. T. Teall.
Wm. Ament of town was honoured 'at
the annual Past Masters Night of Bri-
tannia Lodge, when he was presented
with a 50-year Past Master silver jewel.
Miss June Shaw, who graduates this
year from London Normal School, has
been appointed to the staff of the Windsor
Board Of Education.
The Tuckersmith Council has decided
to advertise for tenders to construct
approximately 600 lineal feet of various
widths of sidewalk in the village of Eg-
mondville.
'Six thousand hens were burned to
death, when fire of undetermined origin
destroyed a large hen house owned by
W. L. Whyte, of -the 4th concession of
Hullett.
Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Shade, Egmond-
ville, • celebrated their 76th birthdays.
Thomas Jackson and Mr. and Mrs.
Norman McLean and daughter, Anne, of
Egmondville, have returned home from
an interesting trip to Miami, St. Augus-
tine, Washington, D.C. and Daytona,
Fla.
A large number of friends and neigh-
bors gathered at the home of Leo Kraus-
kopf -at Dublin, when an address was
read by John Nagle and the presentation
of an electric radio and heater was made
to him, and a two burner hot plate to
Mr. and Mrs. John Krauskopf. Dancing
was enjoyed with music by Delaney -
McQuaid Orchestra.
• David Haase of Winthrop had the mis-
fortune to fall down some steps and had
his head cut, necessitating several stit-ches to close the wound.
Mr. and Mrs. Wallace Parke of St.
Ives, England, were guests of Mr. and
Mrs. Robert Smith and other friends in
town. It is 15 years since they were
here and they saw many changes. They
left for Regina where they intend mak-
ing their home.
Harold Jackson has rented the 100
acre grass farm, Lot 8, Con. 13,Tucker-
smith from Paul Mulligan, Dublin.
The many friends of Mrs. W. J.
Finnegan of Egmondville are sorry to
learn she suffered an accident when she
fell down the stairs at her home and
broke her arm. She is also suffering
facial injuries.
Siigar and Spice
By Bill .Smiley