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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton News-Record, 1971-07-22, Page 44 Clinton. Nevus-Record, Thursday, July 22, 1971 Editorial- continent A break at last . The Announcement this week that a new plant will be built in Clinton by the EX-Cell,0 Corporation is the first good break to hit Clinton in a long time. It seems we've been on the downward slide for so long we were beginning to wonder if there was any bottom at all. Hopefully this announcement will be the bottom of the pendulum swing and Clinton will start to bounce back, building a solid economic base. The new plant isn't going to perform any wonders. It isn't huge and, according to figures released by the Ontario Development Corporation, will employ only 12 persons at the beginning. But it's a start. Clarence Denomme, Jim Armstrong A word misused One of the most disturbing things written or spoken in contemporary English is the hyphenated word "do-gooder" used in a contemptuous or perjorative sense, implying there is something wrong, or at least muddle-headed in doing or attempting a good action. A convinced Christian; recalling that Jesus of Nazareth was described as one "who went about doing good," finds something not far from blasphemy in this strange inversion of meaning. Let it be freely conceded that benevolence needs tempering with wisdom, commonsense and forethought. Things motivated with the best of intentions may go awry through lack of skill, inept planning, poor timing, or tackling a task too great for the immediate means available. and the rest of the members of the industrial committee should be heartily congratulated on their achievement. It has been a long hard fight for the industrial committee who have been building a base for industrial expansion for nearly five years, most of the time without the satisfaction of knowing for sure that they were winning the fight. But now they have had some success. Hopefully it will spur them on to similar efforts and success in locating more industry, 'But the most important aspect of the new industry is the new hope it gives the town, Now if some solution to the problem of CFB Clinton could be found, everything could be rosier again. But the sophisticated-sarcastic implications and intonations of those who have coined and use the word "do-gooder" are not• prompted by constructive criticism. One senses their ridicule is not for the errors or ineptitudes of reformers, promoters of good causes or those who hold out the helping hand to the unfortunate. The real aim of the attack is upon the basic goodwill behind their actions. This misused word, with its intimation that the doer of a decent action is either a fool or a hypocrite, not only besmirches the language but reveals a total lack of belief in the existence•of any good side to human nature. To accept the view that it is an act of folly to express in action what one believes to be right is indeed to put one's self in a parlous philosophical — Contributed. Grave warnings of the future Several scientists and writers have been issuing grave warnings about the future unless mankind slows down its growth. The Australian Nobel-prize-winning scientist Sir MacFarlane Burnet has gone so far as to say that liberal democracy has become an obstacle to progress. He argues that liberal democracy along the British pattern could not enforce restraints on population, technology and economic activity. Yet these restraints were needed for the survival of civilization, The grim problem of overcrowding is beginning to obsess scientists, governments and ordinary citizens. Lord Snow, the British novelist and scientist, anticipates a collision between food and population later this century. U.S. scientist Dr, Norman Borlaug, who led the green revolution to increase grain production, said in his Nobel prize acceptance speech that mankind could not survive unless the world population explosion is brought under control. Sir MacFarlane Burnet insists that the average family must be limited to two children, and the production of things not necessary for a continuing civilization must be limited or stopped. These voices must be heeded. In Egypt, for instance, a child is born every 40 seconds. Japan is one of the few nations iii Asia that has a definite population policy. Its population has remained steady at just over 100,000,000 because of birth control, sterilization and abortion. Unless other nations in under-developed countries follow the example of the Japanese, mankind is headed for disaster. World population is growing at the rate of 75,000,000 a year. It is up to every individual in the world to see to it that mankind does not create its own doomsday. — Contributed. These words will cool you off Sunshine and shade on a road near Bayfield , . SUBSCRIPTION RATES: (in advance) Canada, $6.00 per year; 1J,S.A., $7.51) KEITH W. ROULSTON — Editor .i. HOWARD- AITXMNI -General Manager A member of the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association, Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association and the Audit Bureau of Citcttlation (ABC) Published every Thursday at second class mail the heart of Huron County registration number — 13817 * Clinton, Ontario Population 3,475 .._k THE HOME lAt CANADA OF RADAP The Eighth Annual Interdenominational Junior Farmers' Church Service was held Sunday in St, Andrew's Presbyterian Church, Winghent. 25 YEARS AGO THE CLINTON NEWS—RECORD JULY 25, 1946 Thomas Haggitt and Robert Turner, farmers of Htillett Township, had a hot, tiring job all for nothing last Friday. They had just completed stooking their grain before the storm, arid afterwards it was all flat again. Some of it had evert been blown away and lodged against a fence. Mrs. Neil Campbell has sold her 140 acre farm on Concession 12, West Wawanosh, to John Falconer, who plans to take the timber and wood off the property, which has a large acerage of bush. R e presentatives of Ryan Home Builders Co., Windsor, who were awarded the contract for 50 veteran's homes in Goderich, start work this week, The cottage.) and storey-and-a-half houses are to have cement foundations. THE CLINTON NEWS—RECORD JULY 23, 1931 The Clinton Kittle Band intends giving an open-air concert in Library Patk at 8:00 o'clock on Sunday, weather permitting. Miss Olive Glew, daughter of Mt. and Mrs. Charles L. Glew of Boron toad east, Clinton, has taken a position with the London branch -of the Mutual Life Insumece• Company of Canada. Mr. Herbert Nell and family and -a number of families frotn Tuekersniitb, Stanley mid Seafottli attended the Ashton and ToWiiSenti family reueloo. ttt During the winter, I literally grind my teeth when I know I must tnake a trip to the city. The idea sours my soul, my stomach, and my normally sweet disposition, I don't.just think, I know What to expect during any part, or the whole, of the 180-mile round trip. "Freezing rain." That means crawling along, half blind, peering out the window because the windshield has a quarter-inch of ice on it, and wondering when some 'idiot is going to come out of nowhere and clobber you. 4tStatteired snow flurries." That is a weather department euphemism, in these parts, for a howling blizzard. The only thing that is scattered are the Wits of the weather forecaster„ "Slight drifting conditions." That means a 40 m.p.h. wind sweeping white-clouds across the road just as some jerk is trying to pass you and there's a ten-ton gravel truck tight in front of you. Oh, they can't fool me. But I just grin and swear it. However, I get my revenge in July. I sit under my oak trees and chuckle—yes, chuckle—,as I think of all those poor- tormented &ea-Wits belting their Way through the mad traffic, trying to get to where I am. It's not a nasty chuckle. ''Those ehaps have my utmost sympathy. It's jug a little sort of revenge chuckle. The kind of thing you might hear Boris 1{arloff emitting as he sends his creator, Dr. Frankenstein, up in flames. Sometimes, when my chuckle gets out of control, I am decent enough to take a walk downtown and stroll around looking at all those sweaty, frustrated, infuriated tourists, snarling at their spouses and children. My natural sentiments take over, and I can scarce forebear to weep, as I thin of what they've been through to get here, what they are going through now, and what they have to do to get home. When my emotion gets quite out of control, I sometimes drive soberly to the beach and survey the Scene. This usually plunges me into further depths of compassion, Everybody is so fat. Over here is a 2001-pound lady in a 12-ounce bikini, dragging two kids, a beach chair, assorted towels and 200 poundg. She is uttetly miserable as the sweat destroys her makeup. And don't forget she has to walk half a mile back to the cottage, hauling whimpering offspring, and prepare dinner for her husband, who is fighting his way up through the circus on wheels, her Mother and father, who have been invited tor a week, her Aunt Jessie and Uflcle Torn, who have just dropped in on their way through, For A few days. Poor lady. And down there, near the water, is an elderly gentleman, flaming red from bald dome to calloused toes. Enjoying himself. His paunch begins just below his thin and continues almost to his knees. How happy he seems as the children jump over him, spraying sand and cold water. What a delighted smile he produces when the teenagers' football hits him squarely in the belly. He's at the beach for two weeks, and he's having fun if it kills him. The little kids are wonderful, too. Never a dull moment. If they haven't lost their sand-pail, they've cut their foot on a rock, or they want money for pop, or they're out too far, or they've simply vanished and are probably drowned. And the teenagers are grand. It just restores your faith to see them go into the water occasionally. And there's something cute about the way they lie around on the beach, not smashing anything, or waving any signs. Just lying there, about eighteen kids to twelve feet of sand, smoking and chatting intellectually. It makes you feel sort of good all over, to know that they're not out on the highway, doing goodness knows what, but right bete on the beach, doing nothing. Golly, I envy those city people who tome up north to get away from it all: the air-conditioned buildings, the home-cooked meals, the playgrounds, the privacy of their own backyards. I wish I could get -a break like that in the winter. the distinct impression that they were quietly succumbing. Sure enough, when I phoned a pet-shop man to whom I regularly appeal in such emergencies, he confirmed my diagnosis and regaled me with a bewildering recitation of the medical and dietary requirements necessary to keep a turtle in this world. "Won't eat, eh?" the pet man said, "Smear a tittle cod-liver oil on their faces. They'll wipe it off into their mouths. That'll stimulate their appetite. Try a few medium or small-sized earth-worms with a side-order of watercress. Oh, yes. Watch their eyes. They get sore eyes. Bathe them in some warm boracic or use some eye ointment." I ant not just making this up. That is what he said. It really is. Hansel and Gretel were as un-cooperative as only turtles can be. The administration of the cod-liver oil was almost a surgical operation since, at first sign of the eyedropper, both my patients were promptly headless. It was only blind luck that they got the treatment at the right end. The earth-worm hunt, itself, Garde on Thursday last, about ninety being present. Mr. Morley Jordan has purchased the King cottage in Albert Street and has already taken up residence there. This will make a very desirable home. 55 YEARS AGO THE CLINTON NEW ERA JULY 20, 1916 Oh Monday afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Kilbride and Miss Irene Collies left for Strathroy, Where they will make their future home. The best wishes of all go with them back to their old home. The stores of Ed Johnson and W.S.R. Holmes, also the office of John Rantford have recently been connected with the water works system, also the homes of Mrs. Searle and Mrs. Watkins. Police Sargeant R. Welsh has had a new verandah erected at his home on Ratteribury Street. The home of H. Wiltse is being brightened up by the painter's brush. A new cement walk is being built at the residence lately vacated by Mr. Kilbride. The plunged me into that gloom that is my failing when troubled with an ethical problem. Since the worms appeared to be twice as • lively and every bit as desirable as pets as the turtles, themselves, I felt a moral obligation to those who were about to die. As usual, when 1 am making myself look ridiculous, my neighbor was there leaning on the fence, where he waits for his daily chuckles. "Going fishing?" he asked. "Getting lunch for the turtles," I said, bleakly, and he went running off, hand over his mouth, to tell everybody in the block. The turtles themselves responded not at all to these goodies, even rejecting their watercress salad, and I phoned the pet man again, "Didn't I tell you?" he asked. "You've got to chop up the earth-worms into little bits," This I refused to do. 1 have announced it publically. "I refuse to chop up earth-worms," I said to my loved ones," and there will be no more live creatures in this house." They just smiled their Mona Lisa smiles. P.11.0. has been ordered to put in hydro, after which Mr. E. E. Hunniford will occupy the house, 75 YEARS AGO THE HURON NEWS—RECORD JULY 22,1696 James Elliott passed through Clinton yesterday on his way home to Goderich front London, England, where he sold a consignment of Canadian horses, He market, he says, did not prove profitable. Arrangements are being Made for amateur and professional bicycle races to take place in the Circuit of Clinton, Goderich, Seaforth and Hensall or Exeter soiree time in August or September. It is said the prizes Will be well worth competing for. Mr. Joint G. Cook, who some years ago worked in' the dry-goods store of Pay and Wiseman here, is visiting telatives in this area from Chicago. Mr. Cook is now a Member of the firm of Hoon, Gray and Co., electrical manufacturers, 265 Letter to the editor The Editor, As a citizen of this town I want to express my deep concern over the rowdyism I see on my doorstep and the way it is getting worse each year. This summer it has reached an .all high peak. What do I mean by rowdyism? I will list just some of them. (1) The unbelivable driving? on oor main street; (2) The way all breaks loose on our streets especially on Friday nights; (3) The all night noises of honking horns, the speeding and racing of motor, the lack of proper muffler systems, the screeching of tires, the gangs of young people hollering , swearing and filthy talk until half the night is over; (4) The flagrant disregard for all our laws, including the drinking of beer in cars on our main streets. (5) The disgusting tormenting of one poor simple soul on our streets and the filthy shouting of this individual; (6) The curfew which isn't; (7) The ganging together of young people on our streets till all hours of morning. These are just a few" of the things that the people of this town are up in arms over. Do you realize that in the block between Cloud Nine and William St. there has been nine parked cars clobbered in two years plus two upset cars? Is this not indicative of the driving that's going on in this block? Do we not have any noise by-laws in this town? If so why are they not being enforced? Some of these cars make more noise than trucks and deliberately so, and I feel this should be stopped. I remember a few ye4rs ago when they made thum take off Hollywood, mufflers and these are much worse. Why have we as a town got the reputation of a place to go to be able to cut loose and raise all the hell they want to? - I think as citizens we need to start something going and if the task of,cleaning up this town is too big for our police force then they need help so lets give it to them in whatever form they need it, I hope we will hear from some more citizens on this subject and finally get some constructive action. Sincerely, A Concerned Citizen What's new at Huronview? Alice Roorda, Norman Speir and Jerry Collins provided the music for the Monday get-together in the auditorium. Following the dance period everyone joined in the There were 12 tables of games played in the auditorium on Wednesday. Prize winners for the euchre were, ladies high Mrs. Proctor; men's high Rodger Gilbert; consolation winners Mrs. Beattie and Harvey Cutt. A Communion service was held in the chapel on Thursday morning with Rev. Whittich o the Blyth United Church charg assisted by Mrs. Brown, organist Mrs. Whittich soloist an. Howard Campbell from the Blyth session. For our Family Nigh program this week Mr. Harve Johnston of Clititon showe slides of a trip he and Mr Johnston had taken to Trinida and the Bahamas. Mrs, Georg Henderson of Brueefield playe several selections oil the plan during the program. Miss Glad Stanlake of Huronview thanke the visitors on behalf of t 10 YEARS AGO THE CLINTON NEWS—RECORD JULY 20, 1961 William Hyde, old time fiddling champion (who has won close to a hundred cups, medals, prizes and cash in various old time fiddling eontests over the years) will celebrate his 97th birthday in Hensall, July 23. He thinks he will attend the old time fiddlers' contest at Shelburne, hut does not think he wilt participate. Though sections of the county report a gond deal of damage to crops caused by the severe hail and rainstorm on Sunday afternoon, the Clinton area was remarkably tree of property damage. Both the public utilities and the rural hydro office report very minor damages to lines. The town's streets' men dealt with several large limbs which came down over streets due to high winds. 15 YEARS AGO THE CLINTON NEWS—ItECORD JULY 19, 1956 Several youngsters of Adastral Park, 11.C.A.P. Clinton, found that bates of hay on the farm of Kenneth Rogerson, R. R. 5, Clinton, would pile tip nicely for the making of forts. However, rain drenched the hay while in this position, which damaged about 400 bales and caused considerable loss to Mr. Rogerson. The 'Women's Institute picnic to Goderich will be held on Thursday, July 26. All members wishing to go will meet at Library Park at 1:30 sharp. Bring your own dishes, cutlery and a picnic lunch. Mrs. Fred Livermore eelebrated her 80th birthday on Monday, July 16, quietly at the home of her daughter, Mts, W. Burton, Unwanted guests Some years ago, when it came to me in a blinding flash that I was destined to spend a great part of my life finding homes for batch after batch of kittens, shutting up barking dogs, caring for pregnant rabbits and nurse-maiding an assortment of other livestock loosely described as "pets," 1 made a firm, positive ruling. "There will be no more live creatures hi this house," I announced in a voice that was terrible with finality. Trouble is no one appears to have heard me. Since then"we have had six White Seghorns, a canary and two budgie birds, a cross-eyed Siamese cat, a duck, uncounted numbers of goldfish, two white mice, a Fox Terrier and a Labrador the size of a buffalo, all of which have ended up in my charge. In some cases, of course, the novelty of these birds and beasts has lasted as long as 18 minutes, a period in which they are fondled, laundered and fed by their rightful owners. But when the predictable ennui sets in that is when I automatically become the keeper of the zoo. I wouldn't mention it, mind you, I'd accept my burden like a little man, but, word has reached me that there's been some speculation in the neighborhood about my worm-digging and I want it on the record that I am now apparently sole custodian of Hansel and Gretel, turtles. Of all the pets that have crossed this threshold Hansel and Gretel are by far the most unrewarding. A turtle has no personality whatever. It responds to nothing except danger when, if it isn't already there, it draws its head silently, on ball bearings, into its shell. A turtle just lies there like a stone or paws feebly at the side of its bowl in a fruitless attempt to get back to Wherever it is turtles come from. As 1 expected, my daughters, the rightful owners of Hansel and Gretel, left me to cope with the problem of their board and room, the first crisis being the strong possibility that they were starving to death. The powdery substance in the box optimistically labelled "turtle food" was clearly not the answer. The turtles, being unable to read, ignored it and, though it is hard to tell with a turtle, I got Dearborn Street. residents. 40 YEARS AGO THE CLINTON NEW ERA Amalgamated THE HURON NEWS-RECORD Established 1865 1924 Established 1881 Clinton ews-Record