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WEDNESDAY, MAY 27, 1981
Get out and walk
EST.
Brussels is holding two walkathons in the near future,- both for very
good causes.
The first, a walkathon sponsored by the Anglican church is to raise
funds for Participation House in Holland Centre as a project for the
International Year of the Disabled. The second walkathon will divide
proceeds among Doug McArter, minor sports and figure, skating.
Both of these projects are worthy of the support of the people, whether
they be walkers or sponsors. In the first, people will be doing their part to
contribute to the International Year of the Disabled and in the second
they will be showing support for activities in their own community.
Please support both these activities in whatever way you can.
At the Brussels dam from Nick Hill's new book Historic Streetscapes of,,
Huron County
Behind the scenes
by Keith Roulston
Short Shots
by Evelyn Kennedy
Continued from page 1
drowning says the I.A.P.A. Surround the
pool with a high fence and a locked gate.
Never allow anyone to swim alone. Children
must be supervised by a responsible adult.
Have a life preserver handy. Mark depths at
regular intervals.
* * * * *
Walkathons have become a popular
project as a way of raising money when
additional finances are required. There will
be such an event held here on Sunday, June
7. The proceeds will go to the minor sports,
figure skating and Doug McArter, who was
so seriously injured in a hockey game. Do
not hesitate to sign pledges when you are
asked. Get 'out your walking shoes and
participate. Show what kind of physical
shape you are in and just how long you will
last on that 10 mile hike. See ad elsewhere in
this paper for full particulars.
* * * * * *
In honour of this International Year of
the Disabled, the Outreach Committee of St.
John's Anglican Church will also sponsor
a Walkathon. This _.one to be held on
Saturday, May 30th. It will start in Brussels
ending in Walton. Proceeds from this will go
to Participation House being built for the
disabled in Holland Centre, Ontario. Get
your sponsor sheets and pledge forms and
do your bit for the disabled. Find more
information elswhere in this paper.
*** * * *
Memory frequently acts in strange ways,
recalling things clearly at will or failing us
The major networks that have been
feeding our minds, creating havoc with our
young and unborn, and radio-activating
every living thing within their coverage, are
broke or going broke.
Declaring bankruptcy or going public
(increasing the public debt) is a necessary
evil of progress; the kind ptoduced by the
free-wheeling, competitive enterprise syst-
em we call capitalism. Operating primarily
for private profit (and to hell with the
consequenceS), the agonies of unemploy-
tnent, inflation, economic and environmental
completely. At times the memory of older
folk plays tricks on them. Suddenly the name
of someone we know quite well will escape
us at a very embarrassing moment. Things
that happened short years, or months ago,
are but vaguely remembered. Yet, strangely
faces and names and happenings of our -
younger years can be vividly recalled. So
many wonderful memories, from away
back-when - are stored in our subconscious.
How happily we recall them in quiet
moments. Memories are cherished as trea-
sured possessions.:. • • :,
• * * * • *
Reserve Wednesday, June 17th for the
Brussels United Church Ham Supper. A
delicious meal can be looked forward to,
supper will heserved from 5:00 to 7:00 p.m.
Watch for ad in later issue of the Post for..
moil particulars.
* * • • **
Needless to say my dog Sheba is a bit of a
problem when I go on vacation. Having
anyone else take, her into their home would
be an unpardonable imposition. Being a
large heavy coated bundle of energy she
sheds hair, carries in mud, demands
attention. Such things no one but her own
family could be expected to tolerate. So it is
off to a boarding kennel she must go. She
does not balk at going into the veterinary
office. She loves meeting people. When it
comes to entering the confining cage she has
different ideas. She has to be literally
pushed in, disputing every step of the way.
Being used to the freedom of the downstairs ,
of a home being shut in is not something she
appreciates. When time to bring her home
comes she will go wild at the first sound of
my voice. It will take a steady stance to
remain upright when she is free to welcome
me.
recession. areiunavoidable.
They tell us the world is changing fast and
we must change with it to survive. But is
mankind still any more or less a human
being? Listening to ruling authorities and
mind conditioners makes us begin to
wonder: Allowing the mistreatment of the
evironment as if it were a replaCable item,
makes the authorities as guilty as the real
offenderS.
The instinctive desires and aspirations of
the grass toots society, regardless of iracd or
creed, is mutual trust and stability. Stagnat-
Three weeks in Toronto recently recon-
firmed to this country boy that the decision
to return the Huron county from the big city,
made some 12 years, ago, was indeed the
proper one.
Many of the things that drove me out of
the city more than a decade ago have
improved in Toronto. The city has a much
more human face today than in the 1960's.
People have seemed to realize that a city is
more than a collection of tall buildings and
parking lots. The downtown streets have
been livened with park benches, trees and
paving-stone sidewalks. Old slum, ,s have
been refurbished. The once shabby water-
front area is becoming the newest centre of
growth as people and businesses discover
the pleasure of being by the water and
generally planners seem to be taking into
account that people have to live in a city
when they're sitting at their drawingboards.
Still many things remain. When you want
to be alone you aren't because the city noises
and people noises permeate through walls,
doors and windows into your home and
apartment and you can't escape. Yet in a
crowd of thousands of people you are still
alone because these are total strangers
thrust together for a few moments on a
subway or in an elevator who will soon
spread out in their own lives again as if they
had never met in the first place. Why be
friendly? Why bridge the gap when you
know you will never see the person again? So
people ride in silence in their worlds of
solitude.
THE OPPOSITE
Life in Huron county is pretty much the
opposite of course. When you want to be
alone you can retreat into your own home,
close the door and usually leave the rest of
the world behind, especially if you live in the
country as a big part of our population does.
On the other hand when you go shopping
you aren't just another in a sea of faces the
weary salesgirl must look at in a day, you a
person, someone who belongs to the
ion is a trick word used by legislators to'
confuse the less educated.
Affluence, resulting from over-education
and the glut of science and technology, tends
to make us forget the role we must play in
the ecology of nature, the interdependency
of all living structures.
Failing this, the surViva...1 of our species as
a high animal is at stake, regardless of the
ideology that a "loVing" Creator will'
somehow look after us here or in the
hereafter. W. Stephen
tistowel
community, is identifiable. You don't work
in one small pool of acquaintances and then
hurry home to another small pool of
acquaintances as city people do, you live in a
community in which you're likely to know a
majority of the people you meet.
The other thing that used to bother me in
'the city and still did on this trip was the
absence of nature. Living in a twelfth story
apartment you can't tell it's raining unless
the rain is splashing on the window or it's
such a duluge that visibility drops to
nothing. You don't hear the rain on the roof,
see it splashing in puddles or dampening a
sidewalk. You don't know the wind is
blowing unless it is blowing in an open
window or howling around a balcony railing.
The trees, you see, are far below you. You
live in a concrete world isolated from the
vagaries of weather.
• The city is a man-made place. Man has
made the buildings. Man has made the
sidewalks, build the roads, constructed the
buses and cars, dug out the subway. Even in
the places where man is supposed to get
back to nature in the city, man has planted
the grass, cut the grass, trimmed the
hedges, planted the trees in ways planned
by man to get the most benefit to man and
put up signs to tell you what to do. Nature
has, in short, been banished from the cities.
' IGNORE NATURE
Indeed in Toronto people have done as
much as liossible to ignore nature all .
together. You can walk for miles now in
underground shopping complexes so you can
pretend you're in southern California even in
the middle of winter while you eat in
restaurants copied after those of southern
California and wear clothes Californians
would wear. Thousands of • people get
up, travel to work, work,- eat and shop
without ever going outside in Toronto.
The seasons, in such circumstances mean
little other than a chance for the clothing
stores to ring up new sales. The sense of
spring, of the rebirth of'the world that one
gets in the country is totally absent in the
city where people think of it mainly as a
chance to get rid of their winter wardrobes,
don lighter outfits and start recapturing the •
tan they lost over the winter. Summer is a
' time of long hot days when you hurry
between air conditioned office and aircondi-
tioned home with a stop at an airconditioned
bar or shopping centre along the way.
Fall is not a time of harvest and beauty in
.the city but a period Of relief between the
heat of summer and the cold of winter.
Winter is not a time of cleaness and purity or
even a time of survival against theelements
but simply a time of nuisance when the black
sooty MOW means you can't get along with
your ordinary shoes and you have to worry
about not forgetting your rubbers.
There are pleasures in the city too but just
the same, I'll take the country,
To the editor:
We need mutual trust and stability