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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Lucknow Sentinel, 1981-12-16, Page 32081 T.. The ENTINEL Twig Etta ngled 1873 blessings Two area children have died in a fire which destroyed 'their home on Saturday. The irony of the tragedy is that it has happened at Christmas, . a time :of joy, peace ' and happiness. The tragic deaths remind us all how fortunate we' are to have our families with us during the holiday season, how fortunate we are to live in a country where food is plentiful, • ourhomes are warm and: our civil: `liberties are not - threatened; It's time to count our blessings and a time to remember the bereaved, the lonely, the poor, the unemployed, the himgry and those who do not enjoy the basic human rights we take for granted: The people of Poland are governed by military rule, their hard won rights have been taken away and they stand for hours in line outside stems to purchase a string of sausage. The, threat of Soviet invasion remains a very real possibility in the new year. In the Middle East the assassination of Anwar Sadat and o Israel's decision to annex the Golan Heights have created new unrest which may yet lead to war. Mll lions still die o€ hunger as the possibility of a world war becomes greater due to a.i>tution is the world's wealth. TheThird World nations will not continue to sit back and watch their people die of hunger while the developed nations enjoy such affluence Christmas is a time for reflection and a . time of hope. A time to look forward to the. greatachievements man can accomplish, if he works together for peace with all mankind and sets aside his greed and lust for power, May the peace and <joy that is Christmas continue throughout the coming year and may mankind find. the ,::.Christmas . spatia„all year long. CompTnsation for all. With some Witton . and firm possum the HUFF. gimp May get so ae action from Homeowners with Urea . Formaldehyde Foam Insulation have been pressuring the government for compensation for months andfinally their pleas have been heard, .ht paint The governmenC announced it will . gime grants to thousands 01 families across Canada whose homes are insulated with .0 urea formaldehyde foam- But, of course, there is a catch. The foam must beemittingeicessive am- ounts of . gasthe occupants health must be affected. Consumer Affairs Minister Andre Metter made the announcement this week but the details of the giants were not unveiled. It is estimated that as ,malty as 80,000 homes . in Canada contain the foam insulation but Menet estimated that only 10 -per cent or about 8,000 homes would be eliglble under the teams of the grants. The foam was banned last December and since that tune the government has been conducting tests in affected homes. The tests indicated that .10 per cent of the test homes had normal formaldehyde gas levels. There are other sourceg of gas in the hone but those, with the foam insulatibu' had higher readings. For many homeowners, the foam has led to' vomitting, dizziness, coughing, nose bleeds and skin irritation. The minister told the House that the grant plans will be available before the Christmas recess. - While the government is now willing t0 offer some compensation, Menet said it was not an admission of guilt. But it was the same government that offered subsidies on the installation of the insulation. If the government promoted the use. it should be prepared to honour claims.. Compensation ,for people who have developed illness because of the foam is fine. What happens to those who do not' experience any health problems • with the .foam? The government is ignoring them and yet, the value of their; houses declined rapidly and it is unlikely those homes can be sold on the market. But the government is only taking its responsibility so far_ Homeowners havea right to be angry but it is unlllkely"their pleas will lead to justice. —Gaderich,Signal-Star Letter to the,edtor To the Editor: The winner of this pear's S100 Shopping Spree, sponsored by the Lucknow and District Kinettes, is Mrs. Marg Finlay, Mrs. Finlay is. entitled to 5100 worth of free groceries at Eairgiew Foods. Proceeds from the ticket sales will go to community service work_ The Kinettes would like " to Fairview Foods for participating in this 'project, as well as the manly people who Tiers to page I5 ry •. SHARON L DWIZ - iditur • ivirHOri1:• N. JOHNSTOs E- diAa n rug c oda GenFral Manager PAT Ln'i.* esee : Pike Manager 'IE RLE chant ; Tcpeserret WAN HHM .Compasiria* Business and Editorial °trice Teleplaae 52&2822 • Mailing Address P_O. Bos 40th.., Ludlam, NOG 2f f0 Second Class Mail ReBistration Number 08• 't1 SoionlOden roie.'S14,511p sat la aisa.pre I Snake Cl hes ere. S1LS per yens in kava ce VS.A. r Farelen , S23JS per year IN mhos* Sr, rte ULLA. ani Fafsip. SHAD per year .gin inlintaire use. Chtitirtas Amadora from 110itier Gwr a tie Circ. gesso the • Concert, Decrier 17. From the left site Dawn Hogan, oiNnirsery Rhymer wheri 1Mis. Wier el's geode 2 - 3 , Va rssa Altos, Jeffrey Pentbrnd, Mark Asdrew aid Chia pied ' tbek aka ;at the .Droolside. (mss Dseglas Helm. [Sentinel Staff Pistol redtrees by don campbeli The place of one's. birth is dear, and to the absentee, it holds a nastaleic image, be it .a castle or a croft_ Throughout his "wanderings around the world, Chippy Chisholm remem- bered the place where he was born, and although beset with poverty in the early years of his life, he longed to return to this 4ain folk". The Highland Clearances however, had removed any trace of his family, except for the 'naives in a now neglected krkyard in the glen. Although knowing • only too well what he would find, some inner urge drew him back to the landscape of his childhood_ There were only a few moss covered stones to mark the place where he had taken the first breath of life.. Sheep roamed the land of the tenants who had served their chief in peace and given him their blood in battle. When he was approached by a sassenach shepherd, told roughly that he was trespassing, and ordered off the land, the last thin thread which tied him to that place, was sued forever_ There was no wroik in the lirghla nd for an old carpenter,. because there was little to be built or repaired. Man cannot live on nostalgia and ancient pride does not fill an .aging belly. Reluctantly,he made his way back to Glasgow whch,as far as the High- lander is ccnic'erned, is as foreign as ' array English town. Glasgow had succumbed to the industrial revolution, and the people who lived in the slums, (or at teast`the more fortunate of them), were cheap labour, recruited in the name of progress. As Chippy walked down the filthy streets, where ragged barefoot children played games of fantasy, to remove them from the horror of l fe's reality, he was determined to leave and in spiteof his age, to find yet another place which he could can home. Even .in those years there were some who had regretted their decision to emigrate and, in returning to the old country, had 'obeyed the foolish can of the heart, which is inclined t0 override good judgement and common sense. Although still in his fifties, men of Chippy's age were considered old, and his beardedand weather beaten, face did not make him appearany younger. As he walked along the sheets he saw men similar to hiiiiseif, but there was a difference. They regarded. Chippy from hallow• apathetic eyes, and having surrendered themselves to their inevitable 'plight, they awaited whatever blow the hand of fate would deal thein. - Chippy was not like these. He had the courage and adventurous •spirit of the Highlander. As yet, and whilst there was still a fey coins in his purse, he would hold his head high and live in pride and dignify by the dexterity of his old but skilful hands. So Chippy left the smoke, the filth and the slums of Glasgow, and carlryiug the tools of his trade in one hand and a sailor's. Ica ng bag in the other, he set out westwards along the bonny banks of the Clyde. There were tall ships tied up t0 the wharfs, or riding at anchor_ Chippy saw the familiar sight of immigrants awaiting to board vessels bound for the "coionies". He had withstood enough of such experiences, and was determined that wherever he was bound; he would travel on a ship that carried cargo and whose atmosphere did not contain the smell of death. Like a man who unexpectedly meets a friend in an ualilrely place, he saw the familiar shape of a merscbantanan, which was being loaded with an assortment of manufactured goods. From tire quay side, he looked up to the wheel deck where a portly, familiar figure was giving orders to the deck hands. The officer spoke more in jest than command and smiled benevolently at his men, encouraging thein, rather than driving them hi their task. The ship was the "Maid of Mull"' and the man on the wheel deck was well-knowe and respected by Chippy Chisholm ' "Ahoy there, Captain!' Chippy shouted. "Permission to come aboard Sir?'" When Chippy made bis way to the wheel deck, a .wiry smile crossed the Coptan"s face "Wen, wen, Chippy Chisholm! The last tone you voyaged with rte, you said you 'would be going, bark- • to Scotland to your oma "°I was mistaken, Sir," Chippy said sadly. "For I left my Gina folk in Canada!”