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HomeMy WebLinkAboutTimes Advocate, 1991-08-07, Page 4Page 4 Times -Advocate, August 7, 1991 Publisher: Jim Beckett News Editor: Adrian Harte Business Manager: Don Smith Composition Manager: Deb Lord Second Class Mail Registration Number 0386 SUBSCRIPTION RATES: CANADA Within 40 miles (65 km.) addressed to non tetter center addresses 630.00 plus 52.10 0.S.T. Outtsds 40 miles (85 km.) or any letter canter address 830.00 plus 1)30.00 postage (total 480.00) plus 64.20 0.5.T. (( ' Outside Canada 388.00 ( u • inion I EDITORIAL Friedsburg should continue t might be difficult to prove mathematically but there certain- ly must be some trutn to the old saying "the smaller the community the bigger the community spirit." The most recent example was this week- end as the residents of Dashwood and area pulled together to make the 20th anniver- sary of Friedsburg Days one of the best ever. The parade, which featured memories from the past, stretched on for at least an hour entertaining enthusiastic watchers. As parade master of ceremonies Jack Rid- cic-,;5A dell introduced the participants, visitors from larger centres must have thought he was reading from the Dashwood section of. the phone book. And yet, throughout the whole event cont tinued the rumour that this was to be the last Friedsburg Days Festival. Friedsburg Days is an example of what can be accomplished in a small community. Local people entertaining local people has been a formula for success over the past twenty years. We can only hope the same spirit will ensure the tradition continues. J.B. Hansel and Gretel and Alexander, Part 1 By the Brothers Grimm with Peter Hessel In a humble cabin in a pleas- ant valley lived a poor colum- nist with his wife and three children. The eldest son's name was Alexander, the second son was Hansel a.k.a. Duncan, and the daughter .was called Gretel alias Stephanie. The children made many de- mands on the parents and kept them very busy. Once during the summer holidays things were especially hectic. The father was so worn out that he couldn't sleep at night. He said to his wife: "What is going to happen to us? How can we deal with this problem? We need to have some time of our own." "1 know what to do," said his wife. "Early tomorrow moming we will take the children into the middle of the forest, to a place called Y -Camp, where will will abandom them. They won't find their way home, and we will be rid of them for a couple of weeks." "No," said the columnist, "I won't do that. I'll never do such a cruel thing and leave my chil- dren alone in the forest. They could be eaten by wild ani- mals." "You're a fool," she said. "We'll all die of exhaustion." She didn't stop nagging until he said yes. "But I feel so sorry for the children." he cried. The children hadn't been able to sleep that night because thcy were borcd, as usual. They had heard what the mother and fa- ther said. Gretel cried and asked: "What are we going to do?" "Be quiet," Alexander, "don't worry. I have a plan". When the --- s dults were asleep, Alex quietly went outside. The moon was bright in the sky. and the peb- bles on the gravel road glittered in the moonlight. He collected as many, pebbles ashecould and went back inside. He said to Gretel: "No problem!" And they all went to sleep. At dawn, the mother came to wake the children up. "Get up, you lazy -bones, we're going Peter's Point • Peter Hessel into the forest." They all climbed into their old Tempo and drove off. After a while, Alex said: "I have to go pee." the father stopped the car, and Alex got out. Now every two minutes one of the children had to go pee until the father said: "You kids shouldn't drink so much pop. At this rate we'll never get there." But the children didn't really have to pee at all. They were secretly dropping one shiny pebble after another on the side of the road. When they finally arrived at Y -Camp, the parents aban- doned the children and drove back home alone to prepare for a holiday without kids in excit- ing, far-off places. Soon Gretel began to cry. Duncan, I mean Hansel, who sometimes believes that ghosts are after him, asked: "How are we going to get out of here?" But Alex comforted them both and said: "Wait till the moon rises. Then we'll find our way." When the moon came up, Alex took his brother and sister by the hand and followed the pebbles that were glittering like bright coins in the moonlight. Before sunrise they were back at their parents' house. They knocked on the door. The moth- er opened and was immediately depressed. The father said: "I guess we won't have an adult holiday." But the next day, the patents' patience had run out again, and the children heard the mother say: "The kids must go. This time let's take them even deeper into the forest, to a place called Camp Arrowhead. Otherwise we'll all go crazy." The colum- nist felt sad again, and he said: "Maybe we should give up the idea." But the mother didn't lis- ten to him. And because he had agreed the first time, he had to agree again. However, the children had been awake and had heard everything. When the grownups were asleep, Alex got up. He wanted to go outside to pick up pebbles again. But the mother had locked the door and put the key under her pillow. Alex said: "Don't' cry, Hansel and Gretel, go to sleep! I know whatto- do. —Trust -me Very early in the morning the mother came to get the children out of bed. She quickly gave them a few slices of toast and peanut butter for breakfast, and then they all piled into the old Tempo again. Alex was making bread crumbs into his pocket. After a while, Alex said: "I have to go pee." The father said: "not that again!", but he stopped the car, and Alex got out. Every two minutes one of the children had to go pee until the father said" You kids shouldn't drink so much pop. At this rate we'll never get there." But the children didn't really._ have to pee at all, They were ser cretly dropping bread crumbs on the side of the road. Don't miss the conclusion of this fairy tale next week! "Men are never so likely to settle a question rightly as when they discuss it freely." ... Thomas Macauley Published gash WMi../.y Morning at 424 Mab 11.. Ez$sr, osted., NOM ISO by J.W. t sdy Pubbootloos Ltd. T.NPbons 1419435-1331 SALT. eet10421042f Another summer to remember :1,:4 All week I've been racking my brain trying to think of a crea- tive column to conclude my summer at the T -A. The only thing I really want to do is thank people, but technically I'm not supposed to do that. Oh well, what can they do to me now? Since I'll be gone in a few days, I'm not afraid to take the opportunity to embarrass my cousin, Anita, one person who has been very important to me this summer. She and I go way back (over 20 years!) We've pulled turnips together, built towns out of hay in grandma's barn, put on magic shows—fa aunts and uncles at Christmas, helped my bilother, conduct a fu- neral for one of grandma's barn cats, and even faced the fear of death together one summer when a black corvette almost ran over us at Sable Beach. We were once very close, but as you grow older you sometimes drift apart for one reason or another. I guess living 300 miles apart from each other is a good enough reason. This summer we had the chance to get to know one an - By Rhonda Vandeworp other again, and it has been well worth it. She always made sure that I never had time to be homesick, or that I didn't spend too many nights at home with the cat. She and all of her friends welcomed me into their group, and made another sum- mer fly by. This would probably be a Letter to Editor good time to thank those 20 or so newlyweds who didn't force me to leave their "buck and does" even though I had only leamed their names in the car on the way over. I of course can't leave without thanking my aunt, Deb, and her family for • constructing the "bachelor pad of Rhonda Vande- worp" in their basement, buying a bag of cookies every other day to satisfy my fetish, and driving me home from work every time I left the car lights on. The summer has been a mem- orableone. I've missed clubbing in Cleveland, stress -free days with only two -hours of classes, and my friends at university, but once I'm back home in Ohio, I will still remember the ambiance of Crediton, nights out on the town with Anita and her friends, Positively Stompin' and David Wilcox, high gas prices, and grandma's homemade cookies. A response from Ironwood Dear Editor: I am writing in response to the. letter which Appeared in last week's Times Advocate entitled "Golfer upset with treatment". The letter explained the treat- ment Mr. O'Brien received while playing at Ironwood Golf Club. On that day he spoke to my father who is presently out of town and cannot be reached to respond to the letter personally. However I feel that this letter deserves an im- mediate clarification. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was told the 5 -year-old boy could not go on the golf course and his reply was "Well I guess Barb and Gib will have to learn", after which he picked up the key to the rental cart and left the pro shop. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was force- ful enough that our employee of two years chose to back down. A short time later my father drove out on to the golf course and asked Mr. O'Brien and his father- in-law to leave, assuming that they both knew what they were doing wrong. Mr. O'Brien seems not to have known the entire story, and from his point of view his treatment would seem harsh. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was told the child could not go on the golf course. As with any business, we have certain rules that must be obeyed...both for insurance reasons and for the enjoyment of other golf- ers. Mr. O'Brien questions the need for a rule which has a minimum age of 10 years. I am sure that Mr. O'Brien's son was well-behaved, that his son sat quietly on the cart and didn't run and play on the greens, causing I damage. I would assume Mr. O'Brien did not let his son steer the cart or push the gas pedal, which is dangerous, or that he was not hit by a stray golf ball. But sadly, in the past, people have done these things resulting in damage. So, as with many rules, good people like Mr. O'Brien are made to suffer feu_other people's negligence. Ironwood is a place for juniors, seniors, men, women, beginners, and experts. We all play there eve- ry day and we all observe the rules. Ironwood has a junior program, run by Wolfgang Slavik, every Fri- day. Each night is sponsored by a local business. They have rule nights and other special events to help develop our junior golfers. Next year, with the continued sup- port of the public, Ironwood hopes to be in a position to possibly re- duce the price of a junior member- ship. Ironwood places a high prior- ity on juniors with many of our juniors, who started at age 10, go- ing to place well in tournaments all over Ontario. Our aim is to make sure nobody ever leaves Ironwood with any- thing less than a positive experi- ence and I once again apologize to Mr. O'Brien for the bad will creat- ed through this misunderstanding and invite him back to Ironwood to spend a free day with us, enjoying our hospitality and our golf course. Yours truly, Oib Dow Jr., Owner/Manager Ironwood Oolf Club HAVE AN OPINION? • The Times Advocate welcomes letters to the editor. They must be signed and should be accompanied by a telephone number and address should we need to clarify any ' information. The newspaper also reserves the right to edit letters. Letters can be dropped off at the Times Advocate Office or mailed to: Exeter Times Advocate Box 850, Exeter, Ontario NOM ISg "Men are never so likely to settle a question rightly as when they discuss it freely." ... Thomas Macauley Published gash WMi../.y Morning at 424 Mab 11.. Ez$sr, osted., NOM ISO by J.W. t sdy Pubbootloos Ltd. T.NPbons 1419435-1331 SALT. eet10421042f Another summer to remember :1,:4 All week I've been racking my brain trying to think of a crea- tive column to conclude my summer at the T -A. The only thing I really want to do is thank people, but technically I'm not supposed to do that. Oh well, what can they do to me now? Since I'll be gone in a few days, I'm not afraid to take the opportunity to embarrass my cousin, Anita, one person who has been very important to me this summer. She and I go way back (over 20 years!) We've pulled turnips together, built towns out of hay in grandma's barn, put on magic shows—fa aunts and uncles at Christmas, helped my bilother, conduct a fu- neral for one of grandma's barn cats, and even faced the fear of death together one summer when a black corvette almost ran over us at Sable Beach. We were once very close, but as you grow older you sometimes drift apart for one reason or another. I guess living 300 miles apart from each other is a good enough reason. This summer we had the chance to get to know one an - By Rhonda Vandeworp other again, and it has been well worth it. She always made sure that I never had time to be homesick, or that I didn't spend too many nights at home with the cat. She and all of her friends welcomed me into their group, and made another sum- mer fly by. This would probably be a Letter to Editor good time to thank those 20 or so newlyweds who didn't force me to leave their "buck and does" even though I had only leamed their names in the car on the way over. I of course can't leave without thanking my aunt, Deb, and her family for • constructing the "bachelor pad of Rhonda Vande- worp" in their basement, buying a bag of cookies every other day to satisfy my fetish, and driving me home from work every time I left the car lights on. The summer has been a mem- orableone. I've missed clubbing in Cleveland, stress -free days with only two -hours of classes, and my friends at university, but once I'm back home in Ohio, I will still remember the ambiance of Crediton, nights out on the town with Anita and her friends, Positively Stompin' and David Wilcox, high gas prices, and grandma's homemade cookies. A response from Ironwood Dear Editor: I am writing in response to the. letter which Appeared in last week's Times Advocate entitled "Golfer upset with treatment". The letter explained the treat- ment Mr. O'Brien received while playing at Ironwood Golf Club. On that day he spoke to my father who is presently out of town and cannot be reached to respond to the letter personally. However I feel that this letter deserves an im- mediate clarification. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was told the 5 -year-old boy could not go on the golf course and his reply was "Well I guess Barb and Gib will have to learn", after which he picked up the key to the rental cart and left the pro shop. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was force- ful enough that our employee of two years chose to back down. A short time later my father drove out on to the golf course and asked Mr. O'Brien and his father- in-law to leave, assuming that they both knew what they were doing wrong. Mr. O'Brien seems not to have known the entire story, and from his point of view his treatment would seem harsh. Mr. O'Brien's father-in-law was told the child could not go on the golf course. As with any business, we have certain rules that must be obeyed...both for insurance reasons and for the enjoyment of other golf- ers. Mr. O'Brien questions the need for a rule which has a minimum age of 10 years. I am sure that Mr. O'Brien's son was well-behaved, that his son sat quietly on the cart and didn't run and play on the greens, causing I damage. I would assume Mr. O'Brien did not let his son steer the cart or push the gas pedal, which is dangerous, or that he was not hit by a stray golf ball. But sadly, in the past, people have done these things resulting in damage. So, as with many rules, good people like Mr. O'Brien are made to suffer feu_other people's negligence. Ironwood is a place for juniors, seniors, men, women, beginners, and experts. We all play there eve- ry day and we all observe the rules. Ironwood has a junior program, run by Wolfgang Slavik, every Fri- day. Each night is sponsored by a local business. They have rule nights and other special events to help develop our junior golfers. Next year, with the continued sup- port of the public, Ironwood hopes to be in a position to possibly re- duce the price of a junior member- ship. Ironwood places a high prior- ity on juniors with many of our juniors, who started at age 10, go- ing to place well in tournaments all over Ontario. Our aim is to make sure nobody ever leaves Ironwood with any- thing less than a positive experi- ence and I once again apologize to Mr. O'Brien for the bad will creat- ed through this misunderstanding and invite him back to Ironwood to spend a free day with us, enjoying our hospitality and our golf course. Yours truly, Oib Dow Jr., Owner/Manager Ironwood Oolf Club