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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1976-04-21, Page 2r. rtoloro, l!es10047 Brussels Post Air WEDNESDAY, APRIL 21, 1976 Ol: Serving Brussels and the surrounding comrounity. Published each Wednesday afternoon at Brussels, Ontario by McLean Bros. Publishers, Limited. Evelyn Kennedy - Editor Dave Robb.- Advertising Member Canadian Community Newspaper Association and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association *CNA Subscriptions (in advance) Canada $6.00 a year. Others $8.00 a year, Single Copies 15 cents each. Some plain tat Aid .00 e be pe on gnu th erti fc he th( nici Stephenson Meat Market and Tom Pletch for donating the hams and to everyone who supported the team in the draw, The proceeds are being used towards tile purchase of team jackets. Mr. and Mrs. Jim Edgar, Shelley arid Duane of Listowel; Miss Colleen Durst of London; Mr. and Mrs. Jari van Vliet, Joyanne, John; Miss Sandra kustin of Seafotth; Mr. and Mrs. Roy Durst and Lianrie of Walker- ton; Misses Janis and Debbie van Vliet and Mr. and Mrs. Charles Thomas were Easter weekend visitors with Mr. and Mrs, Harold Thomas. Mr, and Mrs. Bill Marshall, Linda and Lisa, front Regina, Sask. ate spending the Easter vacation with Mrs. Marshall's parents, Mr.. arid Mrs. Jack Bowman and attended their golden wedding celebration. April 17. Mrs. Gertie McDonald and Mrs. Jean • McGale of Toronto called on Mr. and Mrs. Murray Huether arid Joan on Saturday, Mt. David Ffnether of Renfrew spent Easter weekend at his horrid here. Mr. arid. Mr's. David Kennedy and sonS$ Michael and ivIatk of Hathiltori, were Easter weekend visitors With Mrs, and Mrs, R. W. Kennedy., Han, Frank Miller, Minister of Health for the Prov1hde.Of Ontario, has been on the hot seat it Ihe Legilatui'e since -his announcements about hospital closings in several centres. , Not long ago, Mr. Miller reeponded to the questioning ,of opposition MPPs with some plaintalk, Mr. „Millar said:. Until,,, I became ,Minister .,.of Health, 1. , never,. realized what a nasty guy I was. I've been called arrogant; as somebody reminded me from your benches, more often in the last three weeks than my wife h as called me in 25 years of marriage., I've been called. dictatorial; i've,been called insensitive. I've been called many things. But one thing I've discOvered, though, is the difference between me and you is. I'm willing to make a decision without waiting until doomsday for enough facts to h ave all of the facts ..." (Mr.. Miller was Interrupted at this point.) Mr. Miller went on: "The fact is, though, the decision making is always based on incomplete facts. One of the things I've learned about planners or experts, is that there is always something else they need to know before they give you advice. They need another study. They need more information. They have to check more .variables.The fact is that life goes on and decisions have to be made." He continued: "lf, in fact, I waited for all the facts nothing would happen, because they are never in. One of the things I say in all seriousness is that I've never pretended to know that I made the right decision on any particular . issue. That's the great difference between you and me. I'm always aware I'm human and fallible." (Goderich Signal $tar) People We Know People we know Weekend visitors with Mr. and Mrs. William Kellington and boys were Mr. and 'Mrs. Larry Kellington and • family of Springfield, and Mr. and Mrs. Murray Kellington of Kitchener. Blaine McCutcheon, who played hockey with the Owen Sound Greys of the Southern Junior A league, this past season, received a trophy for best defence man. Also he was a recipient of a watch fot,player of the month, during February. Mr. and Mrs. Don Achilles, Danny, Christine and Dwayne, Mr. arid Mrs. Dale McTaggart, Dana and Dean visited with Mr. arid Mrs. Adrian MeTaggart on Sunday. Adrian, MeTaggart is home from Vicoria Hopsital, London where he was a patient fot three weeks. Visitors over the Easter weekend with Dr. and Mrs. R,G.Hazlewood were Mt. and Mrs, Lane Hazlewood and Deborah of Hariltoni ,and Mr. arid Mrs. Thomas Harrower, Anne and Bryan of Burlington. Winners of Midget Hockey Draw Were 1St Prizp-smoked harri.LattY Nichittnie, 2rid prize-dinner ham-Janet McLean. The committee expressed thanks= to Thompson Amen by Karl Schuessler Good eggs! A good egg is hard to find. But for the last three years I've known right where to go and find mine. I walk over to my neighbor, Ed. Meyer. He's a good egg--that one. But as everyone knows, one good egg deserves another. Ed. Meyer's seen to that. For his hens have turned out the best eggs in the country. I get my fill of city eggs in Toronto restaurants, whenever I order up for breakfast my daily two. Their weak yellow yolks swim around in slippery whites. They're not even trying to be fresh, only pale and tasteless. But when I get back home in the country, then I know I'm in egg country, inEd. Meyer's Egg Country. So you can see why I almost cracked up when Ed tole me he was giving up his chicken farming.His hens weren't flying the coop. He was. He's decided to try living in town. He had to make the choice. Town or the hens. Ed. chose Mitchell; And there go my cackleberties. I tried to talk. Ed. out of it. Let him know how my breakfasts were never going to be the same without his eggs. Didn't he realize his hens lay the greatest? I always thought he was Ontario's answer to COI. Sanders. The colonel cart serve his chickens any Way he wants to cut, quartered, spiced and fried. But I'll take Ed's kind of chicken any day -- alive, squawking and putting down all that hen fruit, I figured Ed's guarding his own secret kind of teal*, It must be that mash mix that smashes out all sorts of flavont. I Oen considered buying Ed out. Well, Maybe net COMpletely. Rev., about tett percent of those birds--to get me started and keep me going in eggs? ' I told him I've got the old ittn-doWn colony house in 'IAA: I'd haul out all the junk f could biting back the house to its Original purpose. "aorta hot in there in the summertime", he said, "with no trees around the place." Chickens don't like it too hot -- or cold for that matter. Why t he's seen them in the bar ri with their tongues hanging out on • a hot summer day. Then he rehearsed for me the life style of a chicken. Am I prepared to feed them? Water them. Coop them. Fence them. Shovel out underneath them, hi other NVords, am I able to support them in the manner to which they've been accustomed to tt rider his care? Then he threW in the cli ncher. What about the great reckoning day? The day that comes to every chicken when she has to meet her final chopping block. Do I want to be the chopper? And not just the chopper but the hot water plunger? The plucker? The inside renderer? The knife carver? Oh, gd3 how could you? Well, maybe you could , but I couldn't. I knew I could never bring myself to such an occupation. Doesn't he realize Pin not a 'capital punishment man? There's no doubt. Ed's eggs are the tastiest. But I was losing my appetite. I told Ed okay, Forget about my buying his hens, Sell theft to someone else. I knew I was waving away my best,eVer breakfasts: I Was letting stip,right Oti by me the best egs ever. And now Ed. is sending me Mit into the World with not single egg of his in mY baSket. At a time too, When a good egg is hard to find, Ilut there's one consolation, Ed, Chickens or no chickeriSo you're Still a good egg. he broi e M eve ans ign cle" min he twis ice a ch s ext, cow cow s the The sine rave adiu The Berg use Mov oho