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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1978-06-14, Page 2RDOP SURVEY — Anne Stedart, Muriel Taylor, Doreen taylor and Gail Pritchard are going to be working in Ashfield, West Wawanosh, East Wawanosh, Turnberry, Morris and Howick townships this summer, studying the needs of those people who consider themselves to be homebound. The study is being jointly sponsored by the Day Centre for the Homebound in Huron and the Rural Development Outreach Project at. the University of Guelph. (VVingham Advance Times Photo) WERE GOING TO WIN THE RACE — This unidentified gentleman helped Barry Spring of Balrn Beach win one of the antique car games held at the Brussels Flea Market and Antique Car Display on Saturday. The object of the race was to stop the car at a certain point, get the apple, then race the car to the finish line and Mr. Spring won. (Brussels Post Photo) Behind the scenes By Keith Rouiston At home disasters 4Brussels Post MAK LS ONTARIO WEDNESDAY, JUNE 14, 1978 " Serving Brussels and the surrounding community,. Published each Wednesday afternoon at Brussels, Ontario by McLean Etros.Publishers Limited. .Evelyn Kennedy Editor, Member Canadian. Community Newspaper Association. and • Ontario Weekly NewspaperAssocia t ion Subscriptions (in- advance) Canada' $9.00 a Year. *CNA Others $17„00 a -Year, Single Copies 20 cents each, gi AN Co m A, G '"iiiv/ tkqr. NOCNA At,. PERS ASS° "K'SPAPias COMP t IIillial111.41111NSTAsuslip ton I Today fatherhood is changing. With more women working outside the home, many children .are discovering fathers for the first time. The old roles of authoritarian figure is changing as the male-female roles in society change. The distant figure who left much of the child-rearing up to his wife has had to , adjust to the new lifestyles. Parenting at the best of times is hard work. It takes love, an,d courage and a speci'al understanding to grow up with our children. Fathers are products of their own parents and sometimes it is difficult to escape the patterns that they themselves were raised in. On Father's Day, we should pay special attention to the men who play an increasingly complex role in our families. We can sympathize with the father who said, "I hope they (his children) see me as a decent man who finds fun in living." So let us accord fatherhood the attention it deserves! Thanks, Cal Brussels Reeve Cal Krauter deserves congratulations for being the lone voice to speak out publicly at county council against the removal of books from high school English classes. Such book banning smacks of Naziism, Reeve Krauter said and he's right. Totalitarian dictatorships always move to control thought, to remove freedom of speech and to censor literature. The public, especially the young, are allowed, to read only what the state calls the truth. There's no room in Nazi or (Soviet for that matter) countries for writers who "tell it like it is", as do the authors that county council supported dumping, John Steinbeck, J. D. Salinger and Canada's own Margaret Laurence. It's easy' to say our reeve was exaggerating. It's easy to ignore the book controversy and say dictatorship and thought control can't happen here. But we don't think citizens can do that. On a trip to Ohio recently we were stunned to hear a Ku Klux Klan leader on a radio news show. The Klan, that infamous white supremacy organization Was having a rally that day on the steps of the state legislature. The first thing the' Klan Would do when it won power in Ohio,, its leader said, would be to censor School textbooks and get rid of any that didn't share the Klan's assumptions about life in AMerica. We Can shudder at what theY'd be. It's trite to say that the price of freedom iS vigilance. But it's a shame' that more lodal politicians don't' Understand as Reeve Krauter does, how easily choice can be er oded aWay. Compared to the disasters at home, the great problems of our time seem insignificant. I mean who cares if there's trouble in Rhodesia when the oil furnace has just exploded and filed the house, inclUding your new expensive living room rug, with black guck. Luckily, the latter hasn't' happened around our place out here at Muddy Lane Manor but that's about all that hasn't happened recently. The water pump is wheezing and gurgling and .sounding like it has a severe case of pneumonia while coughing up only a few dribbles of water now and then. just enough to keep us feeling like we're in the middle of the Sahara. it needs to be takenout and taken to the repair shop bpt I'm almost afraid to after just finally getting the car back from the repair shop where it went in apparently for something minor, and didn't return for two weeks. Meanwhile the dog has a turtle fixation, She. keeps finding turtles all over the place, .even though it's a' Ralf Mile to the 11001'est river. Twice it's been those little painted turtles she's found crossing the lane and they've been about her speed. They just haul in feet and legs with the first , yap she gives and pretent to be .a rock. It doesn't fool her but both are relatively safe. The other day, though. she was sporting around in a hay field and came upon a little bigger game, a snapping turtle. It just didn't play .the game the way she expected. She barked and instead of taking cover, it turned to fight, Luckily. the dog was slightly faster than the turtle and Managed to escape those vicelike jaws but the dog kept circling and barking for hone's, now and then running up to the house to get a drink of water then Morning for more: I .don't know if the dog Ana* wore out its throat, or the turtle expired front noise 'pollution, The biggest fun has been with the youngest of our btood, He's just turned three and 'already he's been Wearing glasses' for over a year:, He's gotten along reniarkabiy well until this Spring, Now' for some reaSOtt. Whether becasue they're hot and make hint sweat or because bugs like to climb in behind the lenses, he's begun taking theme off and setting them down when he's outside. And, of course; forgetting where he took than off and set them down, Several times We've' undertaken hurried, worried searches around the yard for them bilt when you live -on a farm, there's a heck of ' a lot of property to cover. We've eventually found the glasses each time but sometimes not the way we expected. After one search that lasted more than an' hour, we finally gave up. Later in the day the missus was cutting the. grass when she came into the house to report she'd found the glasses-. Unfortunately it wasn't until she'd already run over them with the lawn mower and retrieved a couple of hundred pieces. For me personally, the biggest problem was learning to get along without a car for two weeks. Originally it was thought the car would be ready in a day, thenfour days and finally, the garage couldn't even promise when it would be ready becasue they were having a hard time finding the parts. As usual, when. I mess something up, I do, it well. The parts I break are always the hardest to come by, the one's your just not supposed to break so people don't keep them around. The break down came, of course, at the busiest time of the spring when I needed a car most. Luckily one never knows how good friends are until one needs help. Offers for help were quick in coming from many friends with cars and trucks and.we got through the worst emergencies, like carrying 3,500 copies of a magazine back from the printers and taking the wife to London for a doctor's appointment. - Still, you never know how much you depend on a car until you're without one. Simple things like a grocery shopping trip suddenly require all the planning of the D-rlay landing. When you're without a car and three miles from town; you make sure you don't forget anything. • , There's atso a certain peacefulness about not having a cap though. It's sort of like being stuck at home during a big winter storm: you can't do anything about it, so you Might as well relax and enjoy it. Being trapped at home meant I got More writing done in the latter part of the sojurn. It took away the temptation to slip into town for this or that and end tip Waiting a couple of hours. Still, peaceful as it was, there WAS a gigantic shout of joy when the garage called to say the car was finally toady. I'm not ready to return to pioneer days doinpletely. Father Father's Day has always seemed to be an afterthought. The special day commemorating motherhood came first - it involved sentimental cards, breakfast in bed, flowers and often dinner out. The day set aside to celebrate fatherhood always seemed to place a poor second. Father was that shadowy figure who worked all day or sometimes all night. In some families, five or six days would pass Without the fathers' and childrens' schedules crisscrossing. He was the family provider and very often, the disciplinarian. You loved mother and respected father.