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be IinfonCe,ntennlal was a huge
artistic success, and to the surprise of
nutty, it will. be a modest financial
success as well, something many said
wouldn't be possible.
About 5,000 persons registered
during the ten days, but we know of
hundreds more who "tame back but
didn't have time to put their names in.
It was inspiring and sometimes sad
to see old Went% renew acquaintances.
Many hadn't seen each other in
decades, and some will never meet
again.
The Centennial Committee is to be
given a pat on the back (if they're still
standing) for the tremendous job they
have done in bringing everything
together.
Having been at many of the
organizational meetings during the 18
months_when only a handful of citizens
showed up besides the committee
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members, It stows lhat, perseverance
reallypa ys off. We'regtattypkt stuck to
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Of 4001Ift orto of the main
ing Olen% making the Whole affair a
huge suctess wa5..the participetion of
the town and coiontry folks inthee
parts.
Whether it was planting a4lower bed,
cleaning up a few weeds, or something
major like renovating a storefront,
hearly everyone in town seemed to be
enthusiastic about the Centennial,
We had, time and time again,
visitors come up to us and -tell us how
pleased they were with the civic pride
that was evident in Clinton. Many said
they had expected to came home to a
delapitated, hasbeen town and were
surprised to find a town. that looks like
it has a bright and promising future.
There is always a great danger in
mentioning a few names because so
many work tong and hard hours to
bring the Centennial to us, despite all
the criticism. So rather than mention
just a few names, we would like to
personally thank the hundreds of
volunteers on behalf of all the residents
and visitors who enjoyed the
festivities, -
Thanks a hundred!
Boredom or fulfilment
Retirement. The word conjures up
visions of endless hours of happy
freedom. Why, then, is it such a
disillusioning experience for so many
people?, asks the United Church.
The natural tendency is to look
'---forward to devoting unlimited tittle- to
travel, hobbies, grandchildren, spbris
and entertainment. All of which are
enjoyable. But when one actually
comes to fill day after day in these
ways, life can soon pan. Fulfilment is
not achieved so easily.
What's missing, according to
psychologists and human relatjons
consultants, is involvement in interests
outside one's self. Taking part in
community affairs, charities, church
work or worthy-fn:I raisi99 projects
offers such apportuititiiis: Can you',,
teach English to a new Canadian?
Offer volunteer service to some social
agency or hospital? Takea part-time,
job? There are many other ways by
which you can make a worthwhile
contribution.,
As for hobbies, they can be .won-
derfully rewarding outlets for one's
interests and energies. They can even
prove to be 'the basis of a peofitable
second career. But to get the most out
of any hobby, start taking it up in
earlier years. Later, you'll have the
necessary skill to allow you to get
infinitely more fun and satisfaction out
of your efforts. Especially if it's the.
kind -of- hobbyyou can share- with
others.
Above all., leisure years are
brightened by friendships, both old and
new, and by maintaining a lively in-
terest (1 thellscjeating world aroun
us.,G1 blyttood health, you,0„
may well find that the November- ApPritipiiately' etioti the most poetic description comes
Coteau.
r the high priest of the underwater devotees, Jacques Yves
December years are the best of your
"From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his
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1 TAM MY PitY5 ARE isiDIAMED — TiI WOK IOW 'ME I W45 A SOUIRA5 ft POLLAK
The Jack Scott Column
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In the depths
" Say, whatever happened to dear old Jack?" they'll ask.
And someone will reply. "Oh, he vanished, smiling, beneath the
waves one day never to be seen again."
That's my only worry, after my first nervous introduction to
die joys of skin-diving. It's so wonderful down there, such a 'Jai'
dimension of beauty and color and sensation, that a fellbw
could easily get carried away, permanently.
They say, in fact, that there's a certain depth at which divers
undergo a .strange compulsion to slip deeper and deeper,
swimming downward and downward past the point of no
return. I believe it. Though. of course, my own baptismal
immersidit took me no further than six perilous feet,
Yet even the novice, even at that cautious depth, ready to be
fished to cafety with a boat -hook, is almost sure to feel some of
the rapture that's Made the aqua -lung the magic password into.
a world as secret, as unexplored and as challenging as outer
space.
It's not likely that a man with my high content of chicken fat
is going to be lured fatally by the mysterious depths. I am
content to wallow around in the shallows. Even if I succumb to
the temptation of what is an exacting and expensive hobby
probably retain an active interest in pure, =bottled air, the
very best kind.
But that first, inept and nerve-wracking dive, I have to ad-
mit, has taken me to the threshold of fascination.
My mentor, an enthusiast who follows the traditional pattern
of making a personal discovery and then can't resist being an
organizing missionary, has given me a considerable pile of
literature to explain the attractions of the sport. I've been
- diving into that, as well.
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Sugar and Spice/By Bill Smiley
I siinply. don't care
SUMMER in the country. Sitting here
" writing a column in Grandad's office, a fair of
• _ shorts, and nothing else, I would have to work
very hard at it to be anything but peaceful,
and I'm not about to.
Back home, my lawn is burning to a crisp,
• my roses are dying for lack of water, my cat,
with any luck, has left for good, and some
junkie has probably broken into the house and
stolen the color TV. I don't care.
Out there somewhere, people are hurtling
along hot asphalt in the heat, cursing the
obstreperous kids in the back seat, and
wishing they'd never started this stupid trip.
Elsewhere, guys Find dolls all over the world
are hustling and sweating and trying to im-
L____press_rack, eater; and_ tRirsirtag_the evAr-
dwindling • buck with maniacal intensity or
Everywhere, politicians are cooking up new
clouts for the next session, or thinking up new
ways of saying: "Maybe yes, and maybe no.
and maybe maybe."
Somewhere, Arabs are killing Jews, and
Jews are killing Arabs, and Christians, in
time-honored custom, are killing other
Christians.
Somebody is winning 130,000 in the
Something-Or-Other:Open with a 24 foot putt,
and somebody else is losing it by missing a
four foot putt. •
People are earnestly taking virtually
useless summer courses which will fit them
for practically nothing.
Unexpected and unwelcome visitors are
piling in on "old friends". The visitors unload
two surly kids, one ill-mannered dog, and
announce heartily: "Can't stay morena
coupla -days. Thought about gettin' a motel
room, but knew you'd be hurt 'f we didden
stay 'thyou". (Sound of old friends' eyes
rolling.)
My son it In Paraguay, South America,
swimming a piranha4nfested \ river, or
slouching through the jungi,e, kicking
poisonous snakes out of the way, or lying in a
native hut, wracked by malaria.
My only daughter is trapped in a box on the
ninth floor of an apartment building, hi the
- heat, with an 18.month hell -on -wheels boy
clutching' her sawed-off jeans, and a little
sister in the oVin, ready to join him just about
on his second birthday and oh, dear, isn't it
awftd. Imagine having two babies in two
years in these times. (Sound of Gran,
gnashing teeth.)
And about all of these things, all the hurly
and the burly. all the muss and the fuss, all the
higgle and piggle, all of the everlasting
hOrnatt struggle to prove dtat God's in His
heitVert and all's wrong wig* the world, or the
Ite, don"tcare.
Ust don't gilt a ditidley.dami. Why not?
teatete, at this time aral irti this place, 1 have
irrehttable eroot that ffe is in His heaven, and
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there ain't nobody who could improve on the
world just as it is, right now,
It's -a cool -hot perfect' Canal= day.
Whatever your thermometer says. it's about
83 Fahrenheit here.
I raise my head from the typewriter, and
roses lean toward me, a big, matrpnly maple
ruffles her bustles in the breeze, -like a lady
Caught in Etbody-rub parlor.
On the top rail of the fence, 10 feet away,
two retarded robins are singing, and making,
overtures. A denuded lilac bush is
whispering: "Yes, but wait 'til next year".
Along the back fence, the hollyhocks stand,
not row on row, but in little groups, muttering
together, tossing their heads in the breeze,
and looking down their long, cool shoulders at
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Just beyond them is a field of uncut, late,
late hay, bowing and tossing and ripplinglike
a blonde teenager who has just discovered she
just might be a beautiful woman.
Raise the eyes but one more degree, and
there, framed in green foliage, is the deep -
blue beauty of the two -mile -wide bay, with the
high, rolling shoreline on the other side, and
the cottages so tiny that you can't see the
squalling, grunting. sweaty humans in and
around'them.
Ah, but it's lovely. And peaceful. And
lonely. Not lonesome, but the good kind of
lonely, when you don't want another human
being, even a loved one, to spoil the mood.
Maybe that's it. My Loved One ,is away
down the gravel road, exchanging hysterical
tales about their children with an old school
friend.
Grandad, an incorrigible 83 -year-old. is out
belting arond his 40 -mile mail route. •
This morning, I saw a hawk. When I was
little, 'the chickens, who were all psyched up.
would scuttle, the Idds Would all scream with
delight: "A hawk! A hawk!" and the ittimer
would run in for his shotgun.
Nobody even noticed this guy. He looked
like a skinny, ancient kite, peering down for
the dead body of a Roman legionnaire.
perhaps. No chickens. No Legionnaires (I
haven't paid my dues). It was kind of sad.
Down in the Bay, there is a big rainbow
trout just waiting to show me some tricks.
Yesterday, I saw two partridge flush just
outside Grandad's "office" windew.
Tomorrow 111 see three deer standing up by
the fence, looking curious.
Tomovrow nt care about the world again.
and all the bad things and good things hap*
pening in it.
But -right now,' at this time, in this place. 1
don't care. Ood .may be out to lunch, as 1
frequently suspect. But whoever is filling in
for Him at this Ment g one helluva
job. ityou'tIpsu'donthe express rt.
has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free. Buoyed by
water, he can fly in any direction—up.down.sideways—by
merely flipping his hand. Under water, man becomes an ar-
changel.**
This may seem, at first. a mite On the mystic side to a man
making his first descent, feeling just a little terrified and
convinced that 'if he does survive on compressed air, he may
perish in some monster's jaws. He may feel less an archangel
and more a human sacrifice.
Still, there comes.a moment when Cousteau's words take on
real meaning. For me it was a sensation I've not experienced
since my first and last flight in a glider. a sudden, transitory
feeling of being at home in a foreign element, not defying it, but
of giving yourself to it joyously and confidently.
Another writer on the subject put it this way: "We're looking
for something—God knows what it is. It's not adventure and
thrills. There are certain words that coine close to describing
it—myster:y, intrigue, befuty, silence, freedom. It's almost
hypnotic.'
That it surely is, and with theirst flush of false security I felt
my gaze turning toward the blue depths, dark and cold and
somehow inviting. I thought I heard an insidious whisper of
invitation, but my splendid reserves of panic kept me from
answering.
For the beginner and the faint of heart, there are rewards
enough in the shallows.
• Skin-diving, to quote another authority, has the great virtue
of letting each swimmer make his own term:swath the deep and
I have convinced myself that there are plenty of rewards just
below the surface. The feeling, the weightless, buoyant, gliding
sensation, is pleasant enough. But it's what meets .the eye
through the window of the face mask that delights me.
The subconscious search of the dedicated diver may, in fact,
be explained as simply ,the endless search for beauty that
jpevitablyitiiismplayey.frorri die conumougLee„,,
From our early files
10 YEARS AGO
Aug. 12. 1965
Only two building permits were
applied for at town council
meeting'. Monday. They were:
Frank McGregor. East Street,
sun porch. 11.000 and Arnold
Riley, renovations to the
property he purchased on Isaac
Street for his barbershop, at a
cost of 12.000.
Rev, Donald R. Cornish. a
Clinton native and graduate of
CHSS, was inducted into the four -
point charge of St. Paul's
Milverton: Millbank United: St.
Andrew's Linwood and Hemp:
stead United on Monday. The
churches are in Perth
Presbytery.
Douglas Norman has received
wiiiT that e as su ess uu
„psmd, the 'recent second' year
exam iniiiiiiThr-i-eliftifieate-or
qualification from the board of
administration. embalmers and
funeral directors act. province of
Ontario. Mr. Norman has been
with Beattie Funeral Home.
Clinton for the past Three years.
There is adequate moisture for
all field crops in Huron County at
present. Rains are continuing to
hold up wheat harvest and
harvesting of second cut hay.
25 vrARs AGO •
Nug. 10. 1950
' The belt float in the Old Boys
Reunion parade was the entry of
Francis Powell RR3. Clinton and
included: Mary Tyndall. Nancy
Powell. John -Wise and a real
'honest to goodness" lamb.
Nearly 3.500 entered their
names on the register for the Old
Boys Reunion here. The person
corning the farthest was Mrs.
W.S. Hill. Leicestershire,
England and there were several
from California;
Steve Cordgil. Sgts. Mess.
Wolsley Barracks was an in-
teresting visitor at the News -
Record office this week. He had
worked at the New Era when
G.E. Hall was foreman.
Mr. L. Welitlake, Mount Forest.
and Miss Morah Guest. Guelph,
spent the weekend with the
former's parents. Mr. and Mrs.
Malcom Toms.
The movies shown at Pioneer
Park on Thursday evening last
were attended by perhaps 200
persons on the kind invitation of
Gordon Galbraith. The first reels
were coloured views of Algonquin
Park. where Mr. and Mrs.
Galbraith and Nancy .spent a
fortnight recently. Then followed
a cartoon movie. The MAIO
picture was "Song of Songs** the
life of Otter Tschiiikows.
weather permitting movies will
he shown each Thursday evening.
30 V F. ARg AGO •
Aug. 13. 1925
Mrs. Howard Humphreys one
of Clinton's best known,.
daughters. now of Kacksonville.
Florida will give a singing recital
in the Town Hall on August 18th.
Mrs-. Humphreys was in town for
the Old Boys Reunion and
remained to visit for a few days.
Morris glothing Co. is selling
Children's suits for 51.00: buy's
Bedford cord knickers for 50
cents and boy's cotton sweaters
for 50 cents.
Among' those who entertained
for Miss Madelon Shaw prior to
hermarriage were Miss Bdwden.
Miss Marion Givvings, Mrs. M.D.
McTaggert, Misses Jean and
Mary McMurchie, Miss Dora
- ••.
,Clinton Pipe Band received
lirsrps ie ds•the-bestpipe-hind-at-
Goderich on Derry Day so'
naturally Fred Mutch and the
boys were very pleased.
Phil Crews. a former Clinton
Jeweller. has opened up a similar
business in Toronto.
Robert Holmes has donated a
life size portrait of himself to
Clinton and this was
acknowledged at the Council
meeting on Monday evening.
Tbe aeroplane which was used'
so extensively around town
during the Old Boys Reunion
came to grief on Wednesday
when it flew between a couple of
trees breaking a telegraph line
and landing in a field of beans.
75 YEARS IGO
Aug. 10. 190
Th barn on the farm of H
Hibbs,
16th con.. was raised on
Tuesday. T. Cousens " did the
mason work and M. Mains the
frame work.
Threshing ihas again com-
menced in the neighbourhood of
Tuckersenith, the first being at G.
Rurner's. where T. McConnell.
with his new Sarnia separator,
threshed over 600 bushels of
wheat in a little over five hours.
.Rich Govier. of the 2nd con.has
sold his farm of 50 acres to
George Wray of the base line.
Mr. Govier has rented the farm of
his father-in-law. John Spring, of
the base line for a term of years.
J. ..e'S Wilkinson, Seaforth has
disposed of his fine 115 -acre farm
to Jas. and Robert Nicholson.
who have the adjoining ,farm
Among the output this week.
from -Ciinton- yards -0TV-
Saturday,- one car iced u; cattle
for Toronta by S. Smith: Monday,
one deck of pojkers for the Don
by Wallis & Cantelon: Thursday
four carloads of cattle for Buf-
falo, by Chas. Reid.
It is not often that farmers get
through their harvesting as early
as they are doing this year and it
has been a long time indeed since
they had finished dieting all their
grain by the 4th of August.
Thefirm of Drs. Jerome &
Haltoway who have been con-
ducting dental practices in
Wingham and Arthur for the past
two months has been dissolved.
Dr. Jerome will'practice in
Arthur while Dr. Holloway will
e new• remain in Wingham
rta, CLINT014,1 NEW ERA
Estobleihrd 1865
'Amalgamated
1924
Dear Editor:
Re: RCAF tit RCAF (WD)
Week -end.
On behalf of the members of
the RCAF (WD) attendipg your
most enjoyable festivities last
week -end, may I say a very
very great "thank you" for all
the attention afforded our small
group.
Your photographer and the
other lady were there.. I am so
sorry I didn't get either name;
but since the the "other lady" is
an ex W.D. I'm certain she will
understand.
Our three days in Clinton was
more than we ever expected
and' the hospitality was beyond
our greatest expectation. A
niost hearty "thank you" to
those of the Legion in par-
ticular.
It was 30 odd years since we
had been "on parade" and it
sent shivers down our spines to
think that more than half the
people watching 4hat lovely
parade weren't even born whir
we performed a march -past
before.
We look forward to receiving
a copy of your paper with at
least one photo of all of us.
through Mrs. J. Reid. Enclosed
is a copy of our mailing !1St 'for
"Clinton Types" and the ones
marked with an "x" are those
we wish to receive the paper,
and anything else you think we
would enjoy.
Thank you again for your
time and trouble, not to say
your interest in -our group.
Yours very truly,
Katherine (Barker)
Morrison
E x W .D. RCAF Clinton.
North Bay,
Ontario
Misuse
Dear Editor:
After indicating much misuse
of Scripture, W. Jene Miller, in
his "Empty Pew" appearing in
your issue of July 31, says:
"That's why the scripture it-
self, reminds us, "No Scripture
is of any private in-
terpretation!" (11 Peter 1:20).
In this way Mr. Millerproceeds
with his own "private in-
terpretation" .
Was Peter talking about
-----topiniens:- as, —OIL: what- the —
Scripture means? Let the
context answer. Verses 20 and
21 read in the Revised Standard
Version (approved by Catholic
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100 YEARS AGO and Protestant religions):
mr. Patterson his disposed of
• Aug. 12. 1873
"First of all you must un -
his bakery business to Mr. G. C. derstand this. that no prophecy
Mack, of Goderich. who. tieing a of scripture is a matter of one's
practical man. will no doubt own interpretation, because no
receive a fair share of public prophecy ever came by the
Parents and guardians should - impulse of man, but men
patronage.
moved by the Holy Spirit spoke
not torcet that next Monday the
from God." Peter here was
schools reopen. and it is im-
portant that all who intend arguing that men who were
h. -eon -sing scholars in . the fir- inspired to write the Hebrew
express their
iia y
stquarter are present the first Scriptures did not
opinions , but were Inspired by
e Xlended their business by
Messrs Searle and Davis have Godoult to write. aSyo .1,pvrie vc.altne s it.:
opening out a new and general terpretations' were not . the
assortment of .hardware of all .. subject under discussion. as
descriptions.•
Mr. Miller would have us
Mr. Gavin Johnston. a former
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believe.
tcntot Clinton actlote_piLemlifr:_mater,,,,97.4estior.4414n_
Montana, has bought the gr t
__twit in _
reseai-Ch&I63;.—Cinn another question 1 aised----by.---
Jesus : "When the Son of man
comes. will he find faith on
• earth?" (Luke 18:8) "Faith"
implies a knowledge of God's
Word and a confident reliance
upon it.
There are many people on
earth today that say they
believe in God. but when one
asks. 'Who is he? What has he
done? What is he doing? --that
brings thef4conversation to a
close. They have no real faith
in God because they do not
know him.
The Catholic Confraternity
translation has a small section
of Romans. chapter 4 set aside
"The MOdet
b f conclusion remind me of
years.
- Flowers)
We get letters
Dear Editor.
Could you tell me why Clinton
race fans have to pay for
children over 12 to go through
the gates? ' It is the only
raceway that has an admission
charge for children unless they
arc of betting age.
I have been a regular race
fan for years and would like to
know why this is.
Sinterely,
• A Steady Race Fan
THE HURON NEWS -RECORD
EXtohlished 1181
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under thecaption
of Our Faith" which says:
"...IF we believe in him who
raised Jesus our Lauf from the
dead...". And Peter says. aft
Acts 5:30, 32: "The Go4 of our
fathers raised Jesus ... And we
are witnesses of these things.
and so is the Holy Spirit whom
God has given to all Who obey
him."
The Bible is still the only safe
guide, but let's not make it say
what.it does not say.
Sincerely yours
C.F. Barney,
CllnWfl