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• SEAFORTH, ONTARIO, JULY 17, 1975
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What's next
Out to pasture
Sugar and Spice.
by Bill Smiley
After Centennial, what? There was
so much energy and enthusiasm
around in Seaforth for the Centennial
celebrations that it seems a shame for
it all to evaporate after the crowds go
home and the window displays are
taken down.
The whole town got together and
put on a great show for one big
weekend. And, as Mayor Betty
Cardno said in her letter to the editor
last week, we all feel that we know
each other a little better now.
Seaforth is a.good place to live and
events like Centennial weekend show
that the town is capable of organizing
great things. But as those who
worked hard for Centennial know, you
have to keep at it and not let things
drift, but get them done.
That was the spirit that put on this
Centennial and we'd hate to see it
peter out.
With a successful 100th birthday
under our belts, maybe we should get
together , and decide what else
Seaforth needs. Letters to the editor
of this paper would be a good place to
start.
Some say the town needs Industry,
housing, sewers all over town, a day
care centre; the answers could be as
many as there are people in town.
Goderich has its square and its jail.
Exeter has its old town hall whose
future is new under question.
Stratford has ' a Victorian Market
Square and interesting city hall..
But what has Seaforth got that
would catch the eye .of any passer-by
meandering on foot or in a car, down
its Main Street? Right, now we have a
fountain. It's a lovely old iron
fountain that was loaned to the town
by the Sills family for display during
Centennial.
Its placement was only to be
temporary, but we'd like to humbly
suggest that it stay where it is in front
of the town hall. The fountain has an
interesting history --- it was donated
to the town as a memorial from a
descendant of a pioneer Seaforth
family. The Campbell family built the
Main Street block at the corner of
Main and Goderich Streets where
Pricegard are now located, but that's
incidental.
The fountain looks good. It adds a
touch of grace to the pretty functional
outside of the town hall. Perhaps it
Well, Canada's in good shape for a long,
hot summer, it looks like.
Don't be surprised, even in these days of
women's liberation, if you hear some time
this summer that a member of the male sex
has given birth to a child.
The figurative father would be Mayor
Drapeau of Montreal, one of the great con
artists of the 20th century.
Asked near the beginning of the fiasco
whether there was any chance of the
Canadian Olympics being a financial
disaster, His Worship replied 'something
like this: There is as much chattet of the
Olympics losing money as there is of a man
having a baby. •
Well, hi there, Dad! The 1976 Olympics,
to be held in the Canadian city with the
worst slums, the worst schools, the worst
sewage problems, and the biggest crime
rate in Canada, is now approaching $300
Million over estimates.
But don't sell M. Drapeau short. He has
pulled so many rabbits out of so many hats
in the last decade, baffling his audience in
the proceedings, that it's, not at all
itripOSSible that he will prevail upon one of
his stooges to produce.
I can See the headlines now: Drapeau
Aide Bears Baby; Medics Baffled. The kid
will Fe born with an Olympic coin in his
It isn't enough to say "Oh I wish
Seaforth had some more industry"
and leave it at that.You can't count on
George doing it all --- he's probably
counting on you.
Once Seaforth's needs are
established people have to be willing
to serve on committees, to talk to
town councillors and to help figure
out ways of financing the services that
will make Seaforth a better place to
live.
Our town • council carries a big
burden and tries to plan for the future
of the town as well as they can. But
they need feedback and citizens need
to understand what their hard work
can and cannot do. There is always a
place for the ordinary citizen to get
involved in town affairs.
What do you think Seaforth needs?
Or do y ou think that the town is just
fine the way it is now? Let's get a
dialogue going. Write a letter to the
editor this week. Attend a town
council meeting and see what is going
on. Talk to your councillori and give
"' them y our ideas.
Let's not let our Centennial spirit
go to waste. Let's make sure Seaforth
is a better place than we found it
when the bi-Centennial is celebrated
in 2075.
has always been green, but we think
it might look even better if it was its
original black cast iron colour.
It's a multipurpose fountain. Look
at it closely the next time you're on
Main Street. There's a bowl at ground
level for wandering dogs and cats to
use. Town Clerk Bob Franklin says
birds stop to have a drink out of
another bowl at the back of the
fountain that was originally designed
for horses. Then there's a regular
hand turned drinking fountain for
humans who n eed a quick drink as
they walk past the town hall.
Vandals probably took a toll on the
fountain before it was removed many
years ago. But that shouldn't be a
problem now with the police office
right next door.
It's no great towering monument,
but if it makes the birds, the dogs, the
cats and the people happy, that
fountain must be something that
Seaforth needs. Let's figure out a way
to keep it permanently on Main
Street.
mouth, and he'll be hustling lottery tickets
from his cradle.
But you and I will still be stuck with a tax
bill that would have made the Fathers of
Confederation have a simultaneous group
stroke.The whole country wasn't worth
that!
Don't be surprised if M. Drapeau starts
a completely new lottery, with the winner
(men only) chosen as the first man in
Canada to have a baby. I know a lot of
women who would buy tickets.
However, • that's peanuts, only
something like one tenth of the national
debt.
There's the very serious problem of the
increase in the price of gas. Dear me, if
they keep putting up the price of gas, it will
soon be more-than a pack of cigarettes. It
has already soared past the cost of a bottle
of beer. What is this country coming to?
Fearless John Turner, with about as
much choice as a lady who is eight months
pregnant, has produced again, with a
budget that will go down in history with the
same impact as the 50th anniversary of
Joey Crack and Flossie Snail.
So the price of gas hs gone up.So, what's
new? Did we all expect it to go down?
And these stern, new prices are going to
cut away back in Our rhig-USe of one of the
our natural resources. My foot!
Amen
by Karl Schuessler
I'm a law and order sort of a fellow. I mean
I believe in red lights. When I see one, 1 stop.
When the sign 'says yield, I give way. • 1
squeeze left. I slow. I pass with care.
Now maybe my foot does get a little heavy
when I •see a yellow light. But all in all I'm
decent about these things. I comply.
But I found myself getting a little ugly
yesterday when I was on• the tennis court.
For tennis, you see, has its own set of road
rules when yoii travel around on their kind of
blacktop. Many times the clubs post their
rules right up there on the metal screens. But
I've learned. That's not all. There's many
unwritten ones too.
And the guy who patrols the tennis beat is
called the pro.
"HMMMM," he said when he walked over
to me, "I see you're not wearing a white shirt.
It's club regulations you know."
"But that's all I happen to have on me," I
said.
He shook his head, "White is right."
"But mine are all in the wash. They're
coming clean," 1 assured him, "Next time, for
sure, I'll wear one.
`,',Ahight this time. But,,, remember. I told
you. 'married you. I could'.get in trouble for
this. That's why the club hires me. To,enforce
their rules."
He walked off. And I settled down to a game
of tennis. My partner tried to console me.
That's oday. And I'm okay. It's just the rules
that aretet so hot.
Not long ago, he said, they quibbled over
shoes. Those Adida tennis shoes that sport a
blue strip down the side. Sure it's only trim,
but it's blue. And the rules say white. All
white. Anything else is blight.
I hoped I hadn't embarrassed my partner. I
was his guest on the court. Possibly I was a
potential member. Not ev eryone gets to be a
member. What with all the waiting lists. Now
that tennis is a popular sport.
To the editor
To the Editor
The Centennial issue of the Huron
Expositor was a very interesting
publication and a credit to all concerned in
its planning and preparation,
On turning over its pages I was greeted
by the picture of my old home, on the
fourth concession of McKillop. It recalled
many happy memories.
I was reminded too, of a composition
written in my school days, at the S.C.I. on
the subject "My Native Town". I decided
to write mine in poetic form -
Did you stop smoking when fags went up
to 80 cents a package? Did you stop
drinking when beer crept up from about 12
cents a bottle to 30 cents?
Are you going to stop driving and get off
your lazy tail and walk down to the store for
a pack of cigarettes or a pack of beer?
Those, of course, are rhetorical
questions. We're smoking more than ever,
drinking more than ever, and we'll
probably„burn more gas than ever, just to
prove how irrational we are.
There is only one thing that is going to
cut away back in our wastage of fuel. That
is when some politicians (they'd have to do
it in concert, because no individual would
have the guts to do it) decree that the
speed limit will promptly be reduced to 40
'miles an hour, in Canada.
If we did that, and at the same time cut
by two-thirds the amount spent on
superhighways, we'd almost pick up the
amount M. Drapeau is flushing down the
drain.
I can see that you're wondering why
Smiley isn't Minister of Finance, if he has
all the answers.
Well, I can tell you. I have the big, broad
coticepts well in hand, but sometimes the
niggling little details escape me.
Recently, for example, I had my wife
convinced that if I paid up for my war
Sure the clubS want more members. But not
just any kind of member. They want to look
you over -- on the court and off, It's not just
your game. But are you a good mixer? Eager?
Are you sociable off the court? Are you willing
to put in hours for the club? Are you a
gentleman? All the way? In every way?
And when I kidded my partner from the far
side of the court about his missing two serves
in a row, he signaled me up to the net.
"Cool it, Karl," he said, "Don't talk so
loud. You're disturbing the other players.
This is serious play.This isn't play play. This
is real play. Like work.
"They don't want you to put any josh into
the game. You're ruining it."
So we settled down to silent play. Grim.
Sober. Serious. This serious business of
tennis.
My partner wore me out.
We walked back to the club house. I took,
off my shirt. My blue shirt now drenched
shade,s darketrwith sweat.
'The profoOked at me.
"You'll have to get that shirt back on," he
said, "No one in here with out shirts. .Club
rules."
I felt my limp shirt. All wet. I didn't want it
on my back.
"Okay", I said, "I'm on my way down to
the shower room."
"But don't start undressing up here," he
reminded me.
And when I finished my shower, I threw in
my towel,
I knew. I didn't pass.
But then. Sometimes it doesn't matter. I
wouldh't want to pass anyway.
It won favorable comment from Mr.
Rogers, and was taken , (without my
knowledge), to the Expositor office, where
it was evidently considered worthy of being
allotted a space in your popular, weekly
newspaper. This would be about 1906. Lots
of changes since then!
I shall enclose this well-worn clipping
for your perusal, and I would appreciate
your kindess in returning it to me.
Thanking you, 1 am
Yours Sincerely,
May (Lockhart) Scott
service, and taught for another year, I
could retire at a pretty good pension.
Not that she was in favor of it. She wants
me to work until I'm so old and sick and
tired and stupi d and useless that nobody
will have me, except her. Then she plans to
cart me off to Golden Glow Haven or such.
One of those awful places where couples
can retire together.
My idea is that we should split when we
finally decide we are mature. She can have
the house, the car (1967 Dodge), the piano,
rugs, the $147 in stocks and bonds, the
lawnmower and the snow shovel. I won't
need any of that.
I'll just take my grandbaby, Pokey, and
we'll go off somewhere and make a 'good
life for ourselves, with no women.
My calculations were out about 400 per
cent on the pension deal, so I have to work
for another 20 or 30 years.
And perhaps that is the reason I am a
very astute financial critic in the big world,
and a complete failure in my own.
On the other hand, there are riot many
guys still driving, a '67 Dodge that runs like
an well-oiled rabbit. And there are not
many guys left who still have 12 share of
Elder Mines. And there are not many guys
my age who could still make a good living
in a pool room.
So, watch it, John Turner.
In the Years
JULY 16, 1875
Joseph Kidd has at length succeeded in getting the salt
brine conveyed from his well to works in Cranbrook through
pipes.
Messrs,D. McGregor and Son have commenced the book
binding business, in Seaforth.
The crops look very promising.
The Union picnic of the Elimville and Winchelsea Sabbath
School was held in the grove.
Dr. M.F.McTaggart, Principal of the Medical and Surgical
Institute, London, is now at the Mansion House, Seaforth.
Messrs. Oeilyie & Co. of the Seaforth Mills, propose to
import from Duluth a quantity of ,wheat grown in Northern
Minnesota,
JULY 13, 1900
'The pupils of School No. 8 Hullett, presented their teacher
Miss Kirk, with a handsome rocking chair. She has been
teaching there for 31/2 years.
Last Saturday .right as Mrs. R. Armstrong, Miss G.
Farnham and Robert Campbell were driving along the town
line, they collided with a cow which upset them into a ditch.
James McLaughlin extricated them front their perilous
position. They escaped with a few bruises.
Quite a large 'number of Hensall people attended John
McEwen's barn raising.
Messrs. Beatty Bros. of Varna have let the contract for their
new brick store, the mason work to Thos. Walker, Clinton,
While C. Zimmerman and his sdn of Zurich were hauling in
hay, the team ran away. The young man was thrown under
the wagon and one wheel passed over him, breaking his hip
bone.
Captain J.S.Roberts of town has shown us a relic of by-gone
days in the shape of a ledger, used by the late Jonathan
Carter of Grey Township. It dates back to 1857.
A very pretty wedding was celebrated at Ingleside, the
residence of D.DWilson, when his eldest daughter, Christene
was united in marriage to C.R.Somerville of London.
The Orangemen and their friends had possession of the
town on Thursday. They came from all quarters and were of
sizes and conditions. all
Andrew Ingram, who has had charge of the electric light
works in town for several years has resigned and intends
travelling in the interests of an electric appliance which he
has invented.
Pearson Chesney, of Tuckersmith, who 'has been in
Stratford, has returned and his health is much improved.
Thos. Roe of town has left with us several stalks of fall
wheat groWn on the farm of Fletcher Roe of McKillop. It
measured six feet one inch in length.
Wm. Sclater of town has purchased the lots on which the
red mill, which was burned recently, and intends adding them
of his wood and tile yard.
R. L. Clark, of town, fell, fracturing some of his ribs which
will lay him up for a few weeks.
C.A,Willis of Seaforth and J.S.Wren of Chiselhurst, have
passed the normal school examinations.
Alexander McLachlan of Cromarty, who had his barn
removed and raised had a bee last week when'a large number
of friends and neighbors turned out with their shovels,
wagons and teams and built a good approach' to his barn door.
JULY 17, 1925
Mr. and Mrs. Michael O'Connor of St. Columban marked
50 years of married life.
Miss Dorothy Swan and Ellen Mae Scott, Brucefield, are
holidaying at the home of Ed. Munn of Hensall.
Miss Irene Snider, Brucefield, pupil of Prof. Anderton of
London, passed with honors, the Intermediate vocal
examination .
H. Mousseau of Zurich has a gang of workmen, putting in
the concrete work of a new cement garage he is erecting in the
village.
Thos.Welsh, accompanied by T.C.Joynt of Hensall,
motored to Owen Sound Where Mr. Welsh combined business
,with pleasure, making a market for his lumber output.
In the reeetit exaMindtidits 'Of the Toronto
Conservatory of Music the following pupils of Mrs.
M.R.Rennie 'were successful 'in passing, Mary Barber,
(Hon.), Helen Ament, rya Nott (Hon.), Margaret Armstrong
(Hon.) and Lillian Hutton.
The death occurred in Portland, Oregan of a highly
esteemed and former resident of Seaforth in the person of
C.A.Stewart, son of Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Stewart.
Miss Olive Laidlaw, sailed from Boston for Paris for a two
months trip abroad.
Miss Bess Grieve is spending two weeks holidays in
Muskoka,
Joe Ecke rt is busy overhauling his threshing outfit and
making ready for the coming season.
• Miss Helen Larkin lerft for Aurora where she will be
engaged in public health nursing.
Miss Wilson of Detroit receiving hospital has been
relieving Miss Cleary at the Seaforth Hospital.
A large snake, said to be at least 4 feet in length and with a
breast measurement of 20 inches was killed in D.J.O'Reilly's
bush.
Berry pickers are grateful that the reptile has been
dispatched.
A community picnic under the auspices of the King's
daughters was held in the bush of James Dale, Constance.
JULY 14, 1950
The choir of First Presbyterian Church held a picnic at
Goderich when about 45 members and friends gathered in
Harbour Park. James T. Scott read an address and Mrs.
W.A.Wright presented I.H.Jamieson, the organist, who is
leaving, with a suitable gift.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Reynolds, newlyweds, were feted by a
large group of neighbors and friends at the home of Mr. and
Mr. Gordon Reynolds. An address was read by Ignatius'
O'Leary and E.B.Goudie and Dan Netzke presented them
with gifts.
Harry Glenn Hays and Roberta Miriam Johnson were
shown in this issue following their marriage. The bridegroom
is the son of the late Mr. and Mrs. James Hays, former
Seaforth residents.
The large general store, owned and operated by H.H.Dahm
• of Kippen, has been sold to Norman Dieckert of Clifford.
Purchase of the former Seaforth Machine and Welding
Shop building from Kenneth M. Campbell to Scott Habkirk
was announced. The brick garage on the west side of Main St.
has been sold by Mr. Habkirk to E.F.Durst.
A reception was held for Mr. and Mrs. Nelson Marks of
Walton, when an address was read by Barry Marshall.
Adam Sholdice of near Walton died followng a stroke which
he suffered two weekg ago. Rev. R. G. Hazelwood officiated.
School Section No. 7 held a community picnic on the school
grounds. Violin selections were played by NelsonHowe,
accompanied by Mrs. F. Harburn. Miss Phyllis McLaren was
presented with a wall mirror.
To the editor
Non nibblers say thanks
May we, the members of the SEAFORTH NON-NIBBLERS
express our sincere thanks to all who contributed in any way
to our Walkathon. When the final count was made, we had
raised $345.30 for the Ontario Heart Foundation, which was
duly forwarded:
Our club still meets throughout the summer months, and
any woman or girl wishing to join is very welcome, We meet
at the Seaforth HighSchool on Monday Night. The meeting
begins at 8 p.m., but come a few minutes early and get
acquainted.
We hope to see all our members on July 28th, when we
have our periodic fund raising auction. So come on out, gals,
and help fill our depleted coffers! (Besides, we miss you when
you're away).
Grace Hussey
President
Box 233, Seaforth
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