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Published Each Wednesday Morning at Exeter, Ontario, NOM 1S0
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ROSS HAUGH
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Crossover at Victoria and Main
This editorial is being written to
correct an error which ap-
peared on last week's front
page regarding the installation of flash-
ing overhead pedestrian crossover signs
on Main street.
Council has approved the purchase of
the necessary equipment to be installed at
the busy intersection of Main and Victor-
ia streets and not at Wellington as the ar-
ticle
indicated. -
Town officials didn't have much choice
in this issue.
While traffic lights would be the ideal
solution to traffic congestion at this cor-
ner, especially when hundreds of public
school children use this location four
times a day, traffic from the side streets
doesn't appear to be high enough.
The Ministry of Transportakion has a
minimum number for traffic which
crosses a main intersection before they
will approve grants for traffic lights and
a number of counts have failed to, hit the
required figure.
As one councillor said at the January 3
meeting of council, " If we can't get traf-
fic lights, crossover lights are our only
alternative before someone gets hurt."
There are pedestrian crossing signs
now at the Main and Victoria corner, but
are not heeded by very many motorists.
With the flashing lights to be up and in
action in the near future, the possibility
of someone being hit should be reduced.
Hundreds of public school students use
this intersection•four times a day.
There has also been a suggestion that
traffic lights at Main and Wellington
which is one intersection farther to the
north would slow down traffic for the
busy Main and Victoria intersection.
With traffic flowing slowly enough
through town on a Friday night, it would
probably add to the congestion by having
traffic possibly stopping at two consecu-
tive comers within seconds.
Extreme caution will be needed from
area drivers until they get accustomed to
look for the flashing lights and know
they are required by law to stop. ,
By Ross Haugh
No favourites
This newspaper has been criti-
cized several times recently
regarding our coverage of
certain events which have led to charges
being laid by local police.
We published the news stories without
mentioning the names of the people in-
volved causing some readers to accuse us
of showing favoritism. One person sent
an ,unsigned letter asking "can money or
position buy silence from our Exeter Po-
lice as well as the local paper?"
The answer is "no".
Exeter police chie ' Larry Hardy will
release the name of a person accused of a
crime only after the person has been ar-
raigned before a Justice of the Peace.
In most cases this doesn't happen be-
cause the accused is usually released with
a promise to appear in court where the
Our son may never visit us
again, after his experience last
week.
The visit began auspiciously
enough. Son, daughter-in-law
Debbie (yes, her name is Debbie
Reynolds) and three-year-old
Jessica arrived about noon,
bringing pipe tobacco for Don,
and Estee Lauder perfume for
inc. -
Everything proccced normally,
until our daughter-in-law sug-
gested we pay a visit to the goats
in the barn. That set off a chain
of events that would have been
more appropriate in an SCTV
script than in thc serene home
setting inhabited by the "Kippen
klutz". (That's me.)
Scene one. In the barn. Visi-
tors stumble onto an unexpected
sight. Two newborn kids arc ly-
ing in one of the pens - cold,
miserable, and alone. A discreet
lifting of tails soon pinpoints the
mother, a young goat who has
never had kids before.
Scene two. While i go for
some old cloths to give the babies
a rub -down, Don asks his son
for assistance in removing some
of thc floor covering so he can
close off a pen and tum it into a
maternity ward.
names of most adults are available to the
public.
The Times -Advocate is one of the few
weekly newspapers who invest time and
effort to provide court coverage. We
publish all the information we can get lo-
cally and we also do our best to provide
information of local interest regardless
of where a trial may be held.
In recent weeks we have been on the re-
ceiving end of angry comments for not
publishing and for publishing court ac-
tivities. .
We believe reporting what happens in
our courts is an important duty for any
newspaper. To ignore events where
charges have been laid and where a trial
has been held is cheating our readers of
information they deserve.
By Jim Beckett
another day
Scene two. Yuppie son,
dressed in expensive leather
coat, handknit touque and fa-
ther's rubber boots, pitchfork in
hand, muttering to himself "I
didn't drive all thc way from
Reynold's
Rap
by
Yvonne
Reynolds
Mississauga to shovel
$%*@Q¢!" (Translation: goat
manure.)
Scene three. Back in cosy
farm kitchen. Mother (that's
also me) stands between counter
and open dooj of dishwasher.
Takes purposeful step straight
ahead.
Scene four. Mother sprawled
full length on kitchen floor, too
winded to say anything. Spends
next five minutes catching breath
and experimenting to sec if knee
still works.
Scene five. Son in from barn,
anticipating steak dinner. Notes
that dishwasher door will no
longer close. Gets father's Phil-
lips screwdriver, lies down on
kitchen floor in spot recently va-
cated by mother, and proceeds to
take said door apart. Stands up
grasping twisted strips of metal,
and heads for vise.
Scene six: Son returns, puts
door back together. Tests door.
It closes, albeit reluctantly. Son
opcns door. New downward
slant now allows bottom dishrack
to roll out like a highspeed trol-
leycar. Son shrugs, explains he
just fixes, doesn't rebuild.
SccrI -seven. Father in from
barn. Steaks broiling away mer-
rily in convection oven. Mother
pushes start button on microwave
to cook vegetables. Kitchen is
plunges into darkness. Father
headsfor basement to reset cir-
cuit breaker.
Scene eight. Everyone relaxes
around the dinner table. Time for
apple pie and coffee. Mother
picks up carafe, aims at first cup.
Everyone leaps back as hot
brown stream hits table. Top
was not put on properly.
Order finally restored. Father
leans back and says,."Son, this is
just an ordinary day in life with
your mother."
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Interesting look back
We recently received a copy of
the Times Advocate of July 17,
1930 from local barber Gerry
Smith and found some interesting
items.
First of all , our current pub-
lisher and advertising manager
Jim Beckett would be pleased to
know about 80 percent of the
front page was taken up by ad-
vertising.
Two of the ads were political.
Preparing for a federal election, a
rally for Liberal candidate Thom-
as McMillan was called for the
Opera House and leader of the
Conservative party the Honoura-
ble R.B. Bennett was going to
speak at Victoria Park.
The other large advertisements
o,n the front page of the eight -
page paper were for general mer-
chants Jones and May along with
Traquair and Lindenfield in the
hardware business.
The Jones and May special that
week was men's suits at $10
each. Harvey and Harvey Gro-
cers were advertising corn flakes
at three boxes for 24 ccnts, pure
cane granulated sugar at 10
pounds for 51 cents, Mac's
cookies at 15 cents a dozen and a
fly swatter sold for nine cents.
The big news in the town was
whether the PUC would extend
#0, From the
; editor's disk
by El
Ross Haugh
the water system for residential
use at cost of about $20,000. At
that time the PUC's water works
system was for fire protection
and commercial purposes only.
The only sports story appeared
on thc front page and reported
Exeter defeating Hcnsall 7-1 in a
playoff baseball game. Players
were identified only by last
names and most are familiar to
this writer.
On the Exctcr team were Medd,
Berry, Creech, Dundas, Fahner,
Q
Fletcher, Ficht and the Ticman
brothers. We believe they were
Mervyn and Eugene.
Hcnsall players were Brintnell,
Rennie, Gascho, Scruton, Nicol,
Kerslake, Joynt, Passmore and
the Horton brothers.
The four doctors practicing in
town at that time were Weekes,
Dunlop, Fletcher and Browning
and Dr. Harvey Cowen was list-
ed as a dental surgeon in Dash-
wood three days a week and the
other three days in Zurich.
We remember making our first
trip to thc dentist to Dr. Cowen's
office in the Hartleib Block in
Dashwood about 54 years ago.
Included in the Dashwood,
Kirkton and Crediton news col-
umns were requests from Cana-
dian Canners in Exeter for " 25
or 30 women to leave town for
one month's work at the canning
factory starting in August".
in the markets report, wheat
was selling at 90 cents a bushel,
creamery butter was 33 ccnts a
pound and large eggs were going
at 22 cents per dpzen.
One-wav to Rio
It happens every year. in mid
January winter closes in on me. I
---g Aired of the cold, tired of the
snow, tired of the short daylight
hours. And I get the itch to travel
where it is warm, bright, and ex-
pensive.
"Just think of it', I said to Eliz-
abeth the other day, "right now -
while we're shivering in our par-
kas - people are watcrskiing in
Acapulco, strolling along the
straw market in Nassau, and put-
ting on their suntan lotion in Rio
de Janeiro."
"You can put•on your skis and f
your suntan lotion right outside
our front door," said Elizabeth.
"It's not the same as going
south, " I said, "I need a break
from winter. I need to get
away."
"Why don't we go on a little
ski trip?" Elizabeth loves down-
hill skiing. The kids say they
want to learn it. I like skiing,
too, but not the hilly kind. The
idea of racing down a ski slope
gives me no thrill at all. On the
contrary, it gives me the willies.
I prefer to follow a fairly level
trail, get a good workout, and re-
lax after the exercise with a cup
of hot chocolate or a glass of
mulled wine. "I want to go
south, " I said.
"Why don't we compromise?
We'll go to thc Calabogic
Peaks," Elizabeth suggested,
"They're south of here. You can
do some cross-country, and i'II
rent some downhill equipment
for the kids?"
I was going to protest that Ca-
labogic was not far enough
south, that 20 km south was no
compromise, whcn I had 2,000
km in mind, that i didn't like
cross-country skiing alone, and
that I really wanted to go to Fort
1.auderdalc.
But the kids were already ex-
cited. I didn't want to be a
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spoil -sport, and I went along. i
did what Elizabeth had suggest-
ed. I went on a cross-country
trail and left Elizabeth with the
kids. After I had done my duty,
I went into the lodge to get a hot
chocolate and a donut. i expect-
ed that Elizabeth and the kids
would meet me there when it got
dark.
To my surprise, i found them
waiting for me in the lodge.
"What happened"? I asked,
"Let's not talk about it," Eliza-
beth fumed, "let's just get to the
car and drive home. I've had it."
I got the story in bits and piec-
es over the next few hours. Eliz-
abeth had spent a small fortune
outfitting everybody with rental
skis and boots. On the way to
the learning arca, Alexander had
made fun of Stephanie. in turn
she had poked Alexlandcr with a
pole. in spite of Elizabeth's
-warning, Alexander had speared
Stephanie, bringing her to her
knees. It appears that Elizabeth
had lost not only hcr cool, but
also hcr balance. The only one to
escape completely intact was
Duncan, who had bravely plod-
ded along, never opening his
mouth, just shaking his head at
the feuding going on around
him.
Yes, if I hadn't been so nega-
tive about the whole thing,
maybe the kids would have be-
haved better.If I would have
been around, at least to encour-
age everybody, or to keep them
in line, or just to be there, every-
one would now be happily going
' up and down, up and down,
smiling and having fun. But be-
cause of me, our trip south had
turned into an unmitigated disas-
ter.
I'm going to call John at the lo-
cal travel agency to book a flight
to Rio de Janeiro. yes, John, for
one. John, one way.