Times-Advocate, 1986-05-07, Page 4in»s-11dirocoN. May 7, 19116
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Need careful planning
A plan to re -develop MacNaughton
Park has justifiably received an en-
thusiastic response from some quarters,
but it is a proposal that requires a great
deal of consideration from many aspects
before it is undertaken.
Obviously, there is room for im-
provement and approaches that would
make the park a greater attraction for
the community, but it must also be
remembered that it is currently a very
functional facility and one that already
provides a great deal of pride for local
citizens and praise from visitors.
Details of the development concept
are very sketchy, but already there has
been mention made of a skating rink,
miniature golf course and elaborate
lighting and walkways.
As this community has already
learned, the maintenance and operation
of parks and recreation facilities are
often more burdensome than envisioned
and take a greater commitment than the
actual construction costs involved. Self
sufficiency is almost a necessity in con-
sidering future projects in view of the
currdfit ..:vel of expense on parks and
recreation facilities, for both the direct
and indirect bill payers.
While the park is expansive and
would appear to be suitable to meet its
current role as well as providing new at-
tractions, it must be noted that a large
portion lies in the floodplain and is
suitable only for limited development in
keeping with standard high water marks.
Parks, of course, are different things
to different people. So it is with Mac-
Naughton Park. For some it is a spot to
gather with the family clan on a summer
Sunday afternoon and enjoy a game of =
ball, kick -the -slipper and a hearty
potluck dinner in the pavilion or under
one of the massive trees.
For others, it's a place to take an ear-
ly evening stroll and to sit along the river
bank and dangle feet in the stream or
listen to the birds and squirrels in a mo-
ment or two of solitude from the cares of.
the world. -
For a few, unfortunately, it's a plate
to go and create a bit of havoc and
destruction by dumping tables into the
river or pulling out new plantings to pro-
ve their stupidity.
Some obviously see MacNaughton
Park as an area falling far short of its
potential; others see it as having already
reached that potential..
Any development should consider
carefully the �reguii{ements of those
divergent views and needsto ensure as.
much as possible that one person's gain
is not another's loss.
Proposals for any development
should also be presented for public
scrutiny before they are undertaken.
It does work
Although they may well have been
unaware of it, some Exeter residents`ap-
parently have their neighbors to thank
for the fact they were riot victimized by
crime during the past year.
Rather than starting a search for
those from whom they have benefitted so
they can convey their appreciation, the
recipients should understand that all that
is required of them is to act in kind.
Statistics revealed in the annual
police department report tabled recent-
ly by Chief Larry Hardy give credence
to the suggestion that vigilant citizens
play an important role in curtailing
criminal activities.
Chief Hardy correctly speculated
that the reduction in criminal offences
during the.past year was in direct rela-
tion to the increase in the number of calls
police received from citizens regarding
unusual circumstances or individuals in
their neighborhoods.
Some communities have initiated
"Neighborhood Watch" programs, and
while there is merit in organizing such a
venture, it basically only puts a formal
tag on something that citizens should be
doing for their own protections, as well
as that of their neighbors.
Hopefully the message that is con-
tained in the police statistics will con-
vince everyone of the need to become in-
volved in combatting criminal activities.
It's a message that has a snowball ef-
fect and is one that soon reaches the
perpetrators of crime. They gamble on
the odds of being spotted by the two eyes
of a policeman patrolling and entire com-
munity,but know they have little chance
when all the eyes of the community could
be watching for them.
Flexing the muscles
With the recent American at-
tack on Libya there have been
countless news stories on
whether President Meagan of the
United States has been right in
acting harshly in retaliation for a
variety of terrorist attacks
around the world. The president
is convinced that Khadafy, dic-
tator of Libya, is responsible for
many of these attacks and that
only by displaying military
strength in that part of the world
will the terrorism diminish.
i guess what has surprised me
for the last number of years is the
admirable restraint that the
Americans have maintained con-
sidering the aggravation which
they have had, starting with the
hostage crisis in Iran not that
many years ago. in that case you
had a small country tugging
I
viciously at the beard of Uncle
Sam who was seemingly
powerless to do anything about
the issue other than send in a
By the
Way
by
Fletcher
weak rescue force which
blundered around until it ended in
failure. .
Compare that with Margaret
Thatcher's response to the
Falkland issue wherein Argen-
tina tried to nip at the heels of the
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British bulldog. in that case
Argentina was quickly convinced
that discretion was the better
part of valour.
Compare it with Israel's
response when they are attacked
by terrorists. Do they roll over
and play dead? Far from it. They
immediately send planes or com-
mando forces to attack known
terrorist headquarters.
Now, it is indeed unfortunate
that Khadafy's child was killed.
it is just as unfortunate and sad
for the child who was sucked out
of the side of the airplane when
a bomb exploded under one of its
seats as it prepared'to land.
If Libya's leaders intend to
fight with the American giant
they had best be prepared when
the giant decides to flex its
muse
-"Thought it'd speed things up thru security..
Will soon find
I don't know yet whether this is
going to be a good blackly season
or not. It could be good for the
blackflies or good for me. We'll
soon find out.
I am not knowledgeable when
it comes to entomology. My con-
tact with the world of insects is on
an emotional, not a scientific
level. There are bsw I " can
tolerate and there are that
drive me crazy. I have learned to
live with chaster flies. Wasps and
hornets can be a nuisance at
times. And I have a fairly low opi-
nion of mosquitoes.
But blackflies, so help me, I
could do without. Why God
created them, 1 fail to unders-
tand. You could easily persuade
me to sign a petition for their
_total eradication. Swap the lot of
. Let the insectivores among
birds be satisfied With what
eise is on the menu. ma
they'd devour more mosquitoes if
blackflies became extinct.
Where I live, there are about 37
different species of blackflies.
While they all look the same to
me, they differ in their methods
of warfare. Strategically and tac-
tically, they use different
approaches.
I'm not going to compete here
with the learned naturalists who
have studied blackflies for years.
They have their own explana-
tions. Even Agriculture Canada
'has published a booklet about the
-subject. From me, you're getting
the practical story, as told from
the victim's, the cotmmmee's side.
Since I'm the one that's being
eaten, I am entitled to have my
saBelieve me, there are 37 dif-
ferent species. One of them flies
into my hair, twirls around until
.vif finds my scalp, and - wham! in
goes the proboscis (the organ
'they sting and suck with). If I
nib, this only tickles therm and
stimulates them into further ac-
tion. Another species goes behind
the ears. It doesn't sting right
away, but waits till I have both
hands full and can't defend
myself. Then it slowly and
deliberately sinks its proboscis
auto my skin which happens to be
particularly thin in that region.
Another species crawls bet-
ween my wrists and sleeves,
The
Peter
Hesse!
Column
ascends up to .just below the
elbow where it finds juicy
pasture. Yet mother species
specializes in the lower limbs,
entering between socks and
trouser legs; it never proceeds
above the knee. The area bet-
ween knee and belt is reserved
for its sister species which finds
entrance to that crucial part of
my body between shirt and
trousers, no matter how tight my
belt is.
There is a species for the
hairline and a species for behind
my glasses, a species for the
neckand a species for facial
cavities. I have heard - although
I cannot prove it in court - that
there are species of blackflies
that will attack only women over
40, and those that must have the
tender skin of infants.
One thing all blackflies have in
a
out
common: They love swiftly`` -
ung water. I didn't now that wt*f
we bought the house. I thought
being close to a creek was an
asset.. Well, it is during most
the year. But not in bla
season. I know nothing about the
blackfly's life cycle, but
somewhere between late
and early June several billion
them come floating down
creek. One of them sights
house; sounds the bugle, and i
D -Day. The blackfly in
begins. You can actually see
black clouds descencfing from
water. Our resident groundhog
=WV first to get bit, but J
bla leave it alone as
r. as they spy the fast human '
love us more dearly than
other warm-blooded anim
We're just debcious. Peados
cream.
What can I do? I have
of moving the entire family to
city for a month or -building
air -tight plastic bubble over out
property. I could ask the
township to divert the creek. Dor
we could invest in diving sun
complete with helmet and vi
Nothing shat of that will keep
blackflies away from our skin.!
But nothing drastic is evf
done. We endure and sra
scratch and complain. And
finally, the blackfly season
over, and we are treated to
e Changing of the Guard: The
jestic mosquito has arrrived.
Ah, give me mosquitos arty
time. At least you can see
and hear them approach. Tbeil
are fair - enemies, doin*
chivalrous battle. It is either
them or us. 1
But maybe this is going to.h!
bad blackfly season. Ett►.
virnnmentalists notwithstanding.
I wish them a plague o'both their
houses, all 37 species of them.
�.Rit
Milking the emotions
Either life is becoming more
complicated as I grow older, or I
am losing my ability to cope.
Simple little tasks more and
more often turn into tangled Gor-
dian knots, and straight paths
suddenly veer off into swamps
filled with quicksand.
Take last week, for example.
Our neighbour offered to pick up
a fridge from a nearby town,
deliver it to our kitchen, and
remove our old appliance. Quite
straightforward, right? Wrong.
On transition day, i spent two
hours running between the kit-
chen and the cool basement,
cleaning out the contents of the
old fridge. i can only explain the
astounding amount of food by
confessing the light has not work-
ed since the day five years ago
our son assured us he could
repair its 'erratic blinking. (He
didn't tell us he was going to
reorder it permanently blind. )
When I came to two full pails
plus one half -full pitcher of milk,
i decided I'd had enough exercise
for awhile; I would leave the milk
in the old fridge, take it out at the
last moment, and swiftly transfer
it to its new home.
At the appointed time, in came
our helpful neighbour. in came
his tall, muscular young son. in
came our new fridge, riding in
style on a dolly rented from a
local appliance dealer.
Off with the restraining straps,
a quick tilt to the upright position,
a bit of gentle manoeuvering, and
the new fridge was in place.
The procedure was reversed
for the old one. On with the
restraining straps, onto the dolly,
a tilt backward, and a quick and
Reynold's
Rap
by
Yvonne
Reynolds
uneventful departure from the
kitchen.
Everything went according to
the script until just before the kit-
chen doorway, when husky young
son anntuiced that the old fridge
was leaving a trail of milk. That's
when the coin dropped, the light
went
d , and the terrible truth
dawnUp went the fridge. Off came
the straps. into the interior went
my husband's hand. Out came a
full pail of milk, held in a hand
that is some years older than
mine. Advancing age must be af-
fecting hubby also. He dropped
the pail.
Husband and wife stood like
two statues, too stunned to move
Our quick -thinking neighboti:
knew just what to do. He called=
in our dog, the canine vacuum;
cleaner. Astra bounded in froth
the back porch, and landed in the
middle of the giant white puddlei.
Our faithful dog stood
milk up to her dewclaws, and
gave us a look which said as do,.
quentl ji►as words, "You've asked
me to do some pretty degrading:,
and idiotic things in my day -;
heel, shake a paw, roll over - but
this takes the booby prize fol-
stupidity."
olstupidity." With that, she strode
with what dignity she had left
through the kitchen and into the
dining room, leaving behind a
trail of wet, doggy footprints.
"Our Shep would have lapped
that up in two minutes", our
neighbour said in disgust.
I must admit our new fridge
does look doubly nice, its mirror
image reflecting back from the
freshly scrubbed kitchen floor. ", .
i did muddle through this time.
However, i have a horrible feel-
ing the future holds more hidden
landmines in store. 1 empathize
with the last verse of a poem i
heard recently:
"i love my new bifocals.
My dentures fit me fine
i can live with my arthritis
But how i miss my mind."