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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1978-04-05, Page 17HAYWARD'S Discount -7 Variety Patent Medicines Cosmetics Tobacco Groceries Stationery Weekdays 9-9, Holidays & Sundays 12-6 Brussels Phone 887-6224, `"""t4i ri=" Ontario Public Hearings on Confidentiality of Health Records in Ontario The Royal Commission of Inquiry into the Confiden- tiality of Health Records in Ontario invites you to attend its public hearings. The Commission is reviewing health and related legislation and regulations, and adrninistlive processes under such legislation, to determine whether proper protection is given -to the rights of persons who have received, or who may receive, health services, to preserve the confi- dentiality of information collected under such legislation. Public hearings will commence on Monday, the 17th day of April,1978, at10:00a.m., in Hearing Room No.1, 21st Floor, 180'Dundas Street West, Toronto. Anyone wishing to speak at these hear- ings is requested to contact the Commission in writing or 'by telephone, to arrange a time for making submissions. The Commission continues to welcome opin- ions, comments and information from all interested individuals and organizations. Correspondence may be addresed to: ROYAL COMMISSION OF INQUIRY INTO • THE CONFIDENTIALITY OF HEALTH RECORDS IN ONTARIO, 22nd Floor, 180 Dundas Street West, TORONTO, Ontario, M5G 1Z8. Telephone:. (416) 965-4003 The Honourable Mr. Justice Krever, Commissioner. Harvey T. Stros erg, Counsel to the Commission. Lieutenant Watt and members of the Salvation Army from the Goderich Citadel visited the- Home on. Saturday afternoon and presented each of the residents with a copy of their quarterly magazine. /Marie Flynn, Ken Dale, Norman Speir, Cecil Skinner and Rodney !Stewart provided the dd-tyme music for Monday's program. Debbie and Dawn Flynn entertaineil with step-dancing numbers with vocal solos by Ken Dale. The Clinton Christian Reform volunteers assisted with the activitites. A group of musicians from. the Winchelsea, area provided the program, for Family night. The five musicans included Doug, David andiDoris IStephen, Lorne ElforcitLaVerne Rodd and Clifford Jaques. There were accordian' solos, harmonica duets, a vocal. giartette, several numbers by the , group and a sing-a-long. Cecil Skinner, a personal friend of the entertainers, expressed the appreciation of the residents. , Ed. Stiles of Goderich visited the Home on Thursday afternoon and played an hour of organ music in the Chapel. 1 LB. CASHEWS FOR ONLY 2.99 [1 lb. per family] when you present this ad personally at Coyle's Factory Outlet 260 Tillson Ave., at Coyle Lane, Tillsonburg ,Fresh. Roasted Cashews, Peanuts and Mixed Nuts Rice Flour -- Corn Flour and other Specialty Flours New in our decorations department for your summer cakes - Hammocks - Swimming Pools - Power Boats - Sail Boats - Skateboards - Motorcycles' and Bicycles. STORE HOURS: Mon., to Sat. 9.30 a.m'. to 5 p.m. Friday 9.30 a.m. to 9 p.m. OPEN THURSDAY, MAY 18 UNTIL 9 P.M. SPECIALS IN ALL DEPARTMENTS THROUGHOUT THE DAY Children must be accompanied by an adult BP This Offer Expires June 3,1,978 Sugar and Spice by Bill Smiley Born too soon? THE BRUSSELS POST, APRIL 5, 1978 17 Salvation Army visits Huronview There are times when I am convinced that I was born 30 years too soon. One of them occurs when I see the wonderful opportunities for travel that young people have today. They make me peagreen with envy. When you and I were young, Maggie, most of us didn't get much farther than the next 'town. A minority visited the city occasionally, and it was considered a big deal. And a whale of a lot of people never did get to see a big city in their entire lives, And were no.worse off for it, of course. Man, how that has changed. Nowadays, young people go galloping off to the •four corners of' the earth with no more thought about it than we'd have given to a weekend in the city. They're so blase about it that it's sickening to an old guy like me, who has always yearned to travel, and never had the time or money or freedom to do it. In my day, during the Depression, the only people who could afford to travel were the hoboes. They could afford it because they didn't have any money. They rode free on the tops and inside, the box-cars of freight trains. And they didn't, have any responsibilities except the next meal and a place to sleep. Looking back, I was one of the lucky ones. Most of my generation of youth was forced by circumstances to stay home, get any job available, and hang on to it like grim death, never venturing forth on -the highroads of life. I was the envy of my class-mates, when,• at seventeen, I nabbed a job on the upper lake boats, and could come home bragging of having been to, such bizarre, exotic places as Duluth, Sault", Ste. Marie, Detroit, the Lakehead. Today's youngsters would sneer at such bourgeois travels,. They exchange anecdotes about Morocco and -.Moscow, Athens and Australia, Paris and Port-au-Prince, Delhi and Dubrovnik. Fair nauseates me, it does. • - By the time he yas 22, my own son had lived on both 'coasts of Canada, -been to Mexico, New Orleans, Texas, Israel; Ireland, • and a hundred other plates that afejilit"-- names in an atlas to.me." Right now he's in Paraguay, South America, and has visited Argentina and Bolivia. ,He speaks four languages. I speak one, not too well. My nephews have seen more countries than Chris Columbus or Sir Francis Drake. One's an airline pilot, and knows Europe, North America and the West Indies the way I know my way to school. Another has worked in the Canadian north, Quebec, the Congo, Jamaica, and is now living in Costa Rica. My nieces are just as peripatetic. They've been, among them, _to the West Coast, France, England, Russia. A four-day trip to New York, for them, is scarcely worth mentioning. Migawd, I'd have given my left eyeball to see New. York when I was their age! I thought it was pretty earth-shaking the first time I saw Toronto. Toronto, ye-ec-ch! Guesses time of barrel dive Lou Taylor won the $50. with his guess 8:45 as the time a barrel on the ice went over the dam on the Maitland in Brussels. Brussels Firemen presented the winner with a cheque each year. This year it was 8:12 when the barrel went over. ‘1". —,.-,_—ammo= BERG I Sales --- Service Installation I FREE ESTIMATES I ° Barn Cleaners' ° Bunk Feeders I I ° Stabling. I Donald G. Ives I. Blyth 1. Phone: Brussels 887-9024 Thousands of 'university students annually take a year off, borrow some money, stuff a packsack and head out for a year of bumming around Europe, the Mediterranean, North Africa, India. Rotten, kids!. In the last decade, the travel bug has spilled over into the high schools. Some of them are beginning to sound like agencies, with - frequent- announcements over the P.A. system: "Will the group going to Rome in the winter break please assemble in Room 202 at 3:30 for a lesson in tying your toga." "All those taking the Venezuela trip are requested to see Mr. Vagabond in room 727 at 3:15 today." "Those who are involved in the spring break trip to the ,Canary Islands should have their passports by March 1st." "There will be a meeting today in Room Quatorze for all students going to the Quebec Winter Carnival. No separatists, please." "An urgent-meeting will be held to day for those who plan to take the London-Paris trip during spring break. All seats are now filled. If enough are interested, we'll hire another plane." It fairly makes your head swin, especially when your own idea of a trip south is 100 miles to the city for a weekend, a trip west means a visit to great-grandad, and a trip east means you're going to a funeral or a wedding among the relatives. Next thing you know, this travel binge will bulge over into the elementary schools, and great 747-loads of little shavers from Grade Eight will be descending on the unsuspecting residents of Hong Kong and Rio de Janeiro. Lord help them. The residents, not the kids. Perhpas this sounds like sour grapes. Well, it is. As Shawsaid: "The trouble with youth is that it is wasted on the young." And as Smiley says: "The trouble with travel is that it is wasted on kids who don't know a Grecian urn from an Italian pizza." Oh, it's not that I haven't travelled. I've -been 'to *GrearBritiin; And spent two years staggering around in the blackout or wading through the torrential rains of bonnie Scotland. I've been to France. Slept five . weeks in a tent in an orchard in Normandy. Been to Belgium. Antwerp; buzzbombs. Know Holland well. Spent two weeks locked in a box-car in a railway siding at Utrecht. Am intimately acquainted with Germany. Was bombed in Braunsweig and Leipzig, and spent a delightful six months in salubrious Pomerania, as a guest of the Third Reich. Oh, I've been around alright. But somehow it wasn't quite the same, 'Rattling through Deutschland on a train with a 10-day stubble of beard on your chin and a tagend of sour black bread stuffed into your battledress blouse is not quite similar to climbing aboard a 747 with your tote-bag and waiting for the stewardess to bring your first meal. Would I trade? Not on your life.