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Don't invite firemen
This winter, fire departments will
investigate hundreds of fires caused
by improperly installed fireplaces,
faulty equipment, inadequate in-
stallation or careless operation.
Quite often the cause is creosote. It
is that nasty black stuff that builds up
along the insides of the chimney and
stovepipes. It forms as vapprs, from
burning woodOften liquid at first, it
usually dries to a solid or flaky mass.
Its accumulation depends on a whole
host of factors — how long the wood
has seasoned, how the fire is fueled,
the outside temperature, the amount
of draft, how hot the fire is burning as
well as the size and type of chimney
•
and stovepipe used.
Creosote cannot be avoided. Accept
that first. The trick is learning to fight
it. "It is now recognized that wood
burning creates creosote without
exception," stresses Canadian
Standard Association's Ted Tyne.
"Good equipment and operational
practices can only reduce deposition
of creosote, not totally prevent it."
Tyne suggests that a clause from
CSA's standard on solid fuel fired
appliances be followed to avoid
problems.
For example: "Establish a routine
for the storage of fuel, care of the,.
wood burner and firing technique:,
Check daily for creosote build-up until
experience shows how often cleaning
is necessary. Be aware that the hotter
the fire, the less creosote is deposited,
and weekly cleanings may be
necessary in mild weather even
though monthly cleanings may be
enough in the coldest months. Have a
clearly understood plan to handle a
chimeny fire."
•Petition out of pfrice
The recent publication of yet
another book on the Truscott case
has, as might have been expected,
stirred up a new wave of emotion,
particularly in Clinton and the rest of
Huron County, adjacent to the scene
of the original crime.
An unnamed Wingham person has
circulated a petition demanding a
new hearing of the case, and of course
he -has secured hundreds of names —
as what petition does not?
The big question is, what possible
knowledge could any ordinary citizen
possess that would justify a demand
for a new hearing?
And new evidence is the one basis
on which the decisions of o C.ourts
should be set aside. The pr vincial
attorney -general is fully aware of the
facts which were presented in the
Trent book. The federal authorities
have already been made aware of the
arguments.
Certainly, if Truscott is, in fact,
innocent it is only right that his name
be cleared'. But a petition from
hundreds of people who do not have
any personal knowledge of the facts
provides evidence of nothing more
than sheer emotionalism — a reaction
which has nothing to do with the
course of justice.
- from the Wingharn Advance -Times.
‘.4loasss* www,
"Money ! . . . money!
remembering
our past
5 YEARS AGO
November 13, 1974
The home of Mr. and Mrs. Tom Penhale,
Bayfield, was the scene for an open house
on November 9 to honor his parents, Mr.
and Mrs. Harold Penhale on their 50th
wedding anniversary. .More than 140
guests were received at the door by the
couple's three children.
As you can see by a picture elsewhere in
this paper, the old Clinton Railroad Station
is now just a memory, and it looks like the
old Town Hall is going to suffer the same
fate. We live in a throw away society
nowadays, and that seems to include old
buildings too. With each demolition, we cut
off one of our ties to the past.
10 YEARS AGO
November 13, 1969
Pupil -teacher ratios in the five Huron
County secondary schools were discussed
at last week's board of education'meeting
in Clinton with board chairman John Lavis
suggesting that staff could be reduced by
increasing the number of students per
teacher in several schools.
New signs at thefotir highway entrances
to town went -up this week prior to the
To retire or not
To be or not to be? Retired, that is.
This is the question that many
• codgers of my age or near it grapple
with in those lonely dark hours of the
night when you've had too much
coffee and can't get into the ravelled
sleeve of care, as Shakespeare put it.
Or get to bloody sleep, as some of his
less flowery countrymen would put it.
It's a question that has also stirred
a great deal of agitation among
sociologists, medical reporters, and
old guys who are healthy as trout and
are about to be kicked out at the age of
sixty-five with a speech, a- copper
watch, and a pensidn that will have
them eating dog food by the time they
are sixty. -eight. It used to be a gold
watch. Not no more, not with gold
hovering around the $400 -an -ounce
mark.
in fact, just the other day, I dug out
my father's gold watch, which was
given me on his death by my mother,
because I was her favorite. I have
never worn it because I don't wear
vests, and it's a big, heavy brute that
must be slipped into a vest pocket.
You can't wear it on your wrist, or put
it in your hip pocket. It's as big as an
alarm clock.
I took a long look at it and if it
hadn't been Sunday,. might have
hustled down to my frieq.dly gold
buyer. But Roots or Conscience or
Common Sense, took over, and I sadly
put it away again, with such other
memorabilia as my war medals, my
hip waders and a fading picture of my
first real girlfriend, in a box in the
basement.
Roots told me it was a precious
symbol that should be passed on to my
eldest son, of which I have only one.
Constience told me it was a rotten
thing to do. And Common Sense told
me that there was probably about
one-eighth of an ounce of gold in it.
I am, however, holding in reserve a
broken tooth with a gold inlay. When I
carne back from overseas, and was
discharged, I was given a form to
present to my own dentist, listing the
dental work to be done, at govern-
ment expense.
He was a typical WASP. He looked
at the list of work, which was quite
extensive, after a term on short
rations in prison camp and laughed.
"Ho, ho, Bill. You don't want all that
They're
cluttPring up your mouth, i Thls
as signed by a French-Canad an
h .
eY're great for gold in the teeth. . ' If
that dentisfis alive today, I WOulibe
quite happy to strangle him.
I went along with him, while noting
his prejudice, and instead of having a
mouthful of gold, I got one little inlay.
•"If he'd followed directions and
counting the teeth that have been
pulled, or fallen out, or broken, my
mouth would have been worth about
$4,000 today instead of maybe $6.
Well, this hasn't much to do with
retiring, which we started on away
back there, but it does show what
inflation can do to a man.
What about retiring? I look around
at colleagues who have chosen early
retirement, or who have been forced
to retire because of that magic, ar-
bitrary number 65.
Some are happy as hummingbirds
and swear they would not even put
their noses back into the old shoe
factory (high school). Others are
miserable, plagued by illness and a
feeling of being useless. The latter
drive their wives out of their
respective nuts, hanging around the
house, getting in the way, edging into
senility.
Thus I waver, I thought some years
ago that I would soldier on until sixty.
Surely forty years of work is enough.
Then I am swayed by my father-in-
law who can barely stand me at home
for a weekend.
If we lived in a decent climate, I'd
probably be retired and happy.
There's nothing I would like better
than to saunter down to the square,
play a game of chess with some other
old turkey, drink a little vino and
watch the girls go by, with Cackling
remarks.
Try that in the local square and
they'd be carting you off to the last
resting place, frozen solid in a sitting
position.
Why don't we all give up, we old
gaffers? You know why? Because we
are not old gaffers at all. In my chest
beats the heart of a fifteen -year-old
maiden (who has been smoking since
she was two.)
In the old days, we'd be retired,
happily playing chess or shooting
pool, because our sons would be
looking after us and our wives would
feed us well and know their place and
our daughtdrs-in-law would be
producing hordes of grandchildren to
light us on °ay.
These day, We are still looking
after our sons, and our wives are
avaricious and spoiled, and our
daughters-in-law are already
separAted from .our sons and not keen
on haVing more than one and a half
Children,
Oh, 1 keep my staff on its Wed. One
day I, announce firmly that Im going
to retire next June. Their faces light
up and they say, "Oh, chief, how can
we get along without you?"
Another day, I say, "Well, haven't
decided yet. What with inflation and
all, Y'know..." And their faces drop
into feet and they say, "that's great,
chief. How could we get along without
you?" And I smile. To myself.
I've finally figured out the solution.
Retired men, unless they have some
insane hobby, like making rose
trelises, drive their wives crazy.
If my wife will sign a written
agreement, duly witnessed, that she
will go out and get a job (she once was
a waitress, shouldn't be any trouble)
the moment I retire, I'll do it.
I don't want her hanging around the
house, spoiling my retirement.,
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a look through
the news -record files
dedication of the radar antenna monument
at the main corner. No longer is Clinton
proclaimed to be the Hunting Ground of
the Hurons (a claim shown some time ago
to be unlikely at best): - visitors are now
welcomed to the Home of Radar in
Canada.
Robert and Douglas Cook of Cook
Brothers Milling Company in Hensall
announced that ownership of the firm had
changed hands last week. •
The company will continue to be known
as Cook's, a division of Gerbro Corp., a
fully Canadian owned company with
headquarters in Montreal.
Mrs. Helen Dalrymple, a resident of
Huronview, mother ,of nine-, with 160
descendents observed her 102nd birthday
on November 1.
25 YEARS AGO
November 18, 1954
We are rather pleased -this week to be
able to announce the name of the new
News -Record correspondent for the
village of Brucefield. Not very long ago,
Mrs. Abe Zapfe, who has done the work for
some time,- moved from the community.
Now Mrs. H.F. Berry, long a resident of
the village, has accepted the -job and her
first reports appear this week.
Seventeen organizations of Clinton and
Hullett Township were represented in the
council chambers on Tuesday night, when
the Clinton Branch of the Perth -Huron
Unit of the Canadian Cancer Society was
formed.
With the opening to traffic of the
Holmesville bypass on Highway 8, work is
nearing completion of rebuilding the road
from Seaforth to near Taylor's Corners.
50 YEARS AGO
November 21, 1929
The home of Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Cowan of
the 13th concession of Hullett was broken
into last Saturday night. The thieves
helped themsleves to fruit, butter and
eggs, potatoes and numerous other ar-
ticles.
Last week we boasted a bit about the fine
weather we were having. We are having a
touch of winter this week. Several inches
of snow and wintery blasts. The snow plow
was out yesterday, November 20, for the
first time. Some folk say winter will stay
now, but there are always pessimists
about.
Fire was discovered in the Rattenbury
House barn early Saturday morning. It
Where are my keys
1
All I want for „Christmas is a key
chain to hang around my neck. I have
a propensity for losing keys in the
darndest places.
Locking yourself out of your house
or apartment is not a big deal. I've
heard of several people trying to
break into their own , homes and
having well-meaning neighbours call
the police to report a prowler. I un-
derstand some people have difficulty
explaining to police why they're
breaking into their own houses.
When the police understand the
situation, however, they can be ex-
tremely - helpful. One officer, for
example, helped a young lady gain
entry -to her apartment by boosting
her onto her balcony.
I added a new twist to the "lock
your keys in the apartment" gag.
One cold Sunday morning when most
people were still in bed, I hurried
down to the car, threw my suitcase
and keys in the passenger side,
slammed the door and then
remembered my purse was in the
apartment. I dashed back to the
apartment; then I remembered the
door was locked and the key was in
the car. I hustled back to the car: then
I realized I had inadvertently locked
the qar door.
P oblem: two sets of apartment
key4 one locked in.the apartinent,
the, ther locked in the car. Two Car sets,of key§ - once locked in the car the
,
was soon controlled, which was fortunate,
as that would be a very bad place for a fire
to get a start.
Mr. Ab Radford of Londesboro has" in-
stalled a new electric radio in his home.
Mrs. G.W. Woods, Miss Anna Woods and
Mr. Charles 9emeinhardt of Bayfield left
on Monday on a motor trip to Florida
where they will spend the winter.
75 YEARS AGO
November 24, 1904 -
Jimmy, the 10 year old son of Mr. J.W.
Perkins, fell off the roof of this father's
kitchen on Saturday last and was so badly
hurt that two doctors were called in.
Fortunately the result was not as serious
as was at first feared and the little chap is
about all right again.
A delegation from St. Marys was in town
on Tuesday interviewing Mr. W.P.
Spaulding with a view to have him move
his hoisery industry Co that town. We
understand they have made him an offer of
the loan of $15,000 at a low rate of interest
and that a bylaw is to be submitted to the
electors at an early date. Clinton cannot
afford to lose this factory
100 YEARS AGO
November 13, 1879
A few cases of diptheria have occurred
in Seaforth, while a few cases of typhoid
• kver proved fatal in Tuckersmith.
On Friday, R. Cochrane and E.
Newmarch were before the Mayor,
charged with being drunk and disorderly.
Both were fined $1 and dosts, the latter
manifesting a superabundance of humor in
the court, was committed to the lock-up for
contempt of court, but soon after released
by the Mayor.
Mr. Wm. Cook has opened a butcher
shop on Huron Street. This makes the fifth
in town.
While the people of Clinton were last
week only favored with about six inches of
snow, those in the west of Goderich
Township, and part of Stanley had 12 and
18 inches, on Thursday morning there
being tolerably good sleighing in Goderich
Township.
Last week a petition was in circulation
among the business men of town, which it
was intended to forward to the Post-
master-General,asking that the mail from
the east be forwarded at an earlier hour in
the afternoon, We believe that similar
petitions were in circulation at Seaforth
and Goderich.
by
elaine townshend ID+
other left at my parents' place.
Solution: call Mom and ask her to
bring' in my keys when she goes to
church. Problem: no answer.
Solution: the neighbour who let me
use the phone came to my rescue with
a coat whhi laen ger.
later another neighbour told
me he had put himself in a similar
predicament. I didn't mean to sound
malicious when I grinned and blurted
out, "Oh, good! " I just meant I was
relieved that I wasn't alone.
I always seem to misplace keys on
cold days or nights, When I was ready
to leave an evening meeting early last
spring, for instance, I couldn't find
my car keys, and of course, the car
waslroecked.
“Athey
in your bag?" someone
asked.
"No!" I snapped. "I already
looked, and besides, I don't
remember putting them in my bag."
My friends combed the school, in
which the meeting was held. Mean-
while, my dad, who just happened to
be at the meeting as well, shone his
car lights under my car and got down
on his hands and knees to search.
Fortunately, I lived not far away,
and when the keys didn't surface, Dad
drove me home; I picked up the extra
Set of keys and he took me back to
retrieve the car. We ransacked the
ear, but the–original keys weren't
lbcwkheedninIside.
finally
got home, I dumped
the contents of my bag, just for the
heck of it. Guess what dropped out of
e bottom Of one of the cam-
artinents.
If the incident had happened
amongst a bunch of strangers, I might'
never have had to confess and I might
never have heard about it again. But,
since it happened amongst a bunch of
friends and relatives, I'll never live it
down. Dad especially enjoys
recounting the incident. I don't blame
him. After all, he Was the one down on
his hands and knees' Op the cold
pavement.
My latest escapade took, place on a
Friday night in a grocery store. I had
broken my key chain, which turned
out to'be a blessing in disguise. I lost
only the ignition key and was carrying
the extra one in my purse. Therefore,
I had no trouble getting home and
didn't bother searching for the key
until the next morning.
I dumped my purse; ransacked
the car; I tramped the parking lot at
my apartment; I walked the street in
front bf the store and asked if a key
had turned up inside the store. One
key had been found but it wasn't
mine.
A few days later when I had given
up hope of ever seeing the key again,
couldn't fold my wallet, and it wasn't
because there was too much money in
it.
Guess what I found in the bottom ()/f
the comPartrnent for bills! As long as
the key Stayed at one end I didn't feel
it; only when it slipped to the middle
and prevented me from folding the
, wallet did I realize it was there.
Now you know why I need a key
chain to hang around my heck, but
with my luck, the chain will break and
the keys will. ..oh well, never mind.
Teachers are workers
OPP constable says
Dear ditor
• How mazy of us look at school
teachers balldng at their wages for
what they do ana the time off they get
in the summer, Christmas and Spring
break? Oh yes, and those P.D. days
(Professional Development) where
they get a day off practically every
month and the kids have to stay home
and babysitters have to be hired.
Boy! Those teachers sure have it
easy!!
Well, after working with most of the
teachers in most of the schools in
Huron County, I found that teachers
were working through recess, noon
hours and way past 3:30 p.m. It was
difficult to carry on a complete
conversation at times as teachers
would be marking test papers or
preparing a new one.
A teachers' lounge is sure no real
hideaway either. Students knock
wanting a soccer ball or a spoon for
their soup or to tell that "so and so
won't let me play and they keep
slapping me".
I have teacher friends who go home
with a stack of material they can
hardly carry and work till the wee
hours many nights. To add up all the
hours a teacher works, 4'm sure that
they have more than made up for the
summer break, Christmas and Spring
break. Oh yes, those P.D. days they
are not holidays; they are learning
days where the teachers are taught
new ways and means for teaching
your sons, daughters and monsters.
I know all this because I have been.
teaching for 31,'2 years now and cer-
tainly have a better 'insight into the
teaching profession.
As I resign from the position of
Community Services Officer, I would
like to express my appreciation to
every teacher and every principal I
have worked with in Huron County
Schools.
I would 'particularly like to Thank
the principals for accepting me and
arranging class schedules for my
programs, the secretaries for their
efforts in copying printed matter for
me, and I can't forget the Media
Centre Staff of the Huron County
Board of Education, Dave, Marilyn
and Jim.
All in all, it has been a great lear-
ning experience for me and I am now
aware of the difficult task and long
hours of teaching staff:
'
Thank you from
R. W. Wilson
Goderich OF
Whose pot does
Vanastra own
Dear Editor:
Once upon a time a person
borrowed from his next door neigh-
bour. a rather large pot. Some time
passed and the neighbour asked for
his pot back. The borrower, prior to
returning the pot put a smallerpot
inside the larger borrowed pot and
returned it. Upon receiving his pot,
the owner exclaimed that he had only
lent him the -larger and not , the
smaller. But the borrower explained
that the larger pot had had a BABY.
The owner accepted and the borrower
wenthis way.
Some time later, the borrower
asked for the loan of the pat again and
it was granted. After much time the
lender asked for the return of his pot,
but the borrower said he couldn't as it
had DIED. But that's absurd ex-
claimed the lender with rage.
The matter was taken to court and
the judge explained that if the lender
could accept that the pot could have a
BABY, then he must accept the fact
thatit could DIE.
If you think this is a pretty
funny story, it gets funnier.
Now we are upon the time when the
PEOPLE OF VANASTRA ,
because they are not an incorporated
village cannot own property, but can
own a debenture to pay for that
property. It gets funnier.
Not only do they not own it and pay
for it, but they have no control over it
and pay for it. They suffer all manner
of manipulations from the controllers
and pay for it and are liable to pay for
it and pay for it and pay for it. They do
not -have reasonable access to it as it
was bought by them for their pur-
poses and they still pay for it. It is
being used not only by the people of
Tuckersmith, but by the people from
the county but only the prople of
Vanastra pay for it.
If Vanastra can own a debenture, it
can own the property. If Vanastra
can't own the property, it shouldn't
own the debenture.
C. Mazmanian,
Vanastra
Do you have an opinion? Why not
write us a letter to the editor, and
let everyone know. All letters are
published, providing they can be
authenticated, IMO pseudonyms
are allowed. All letiers, however,
are 'subjeti to editing for length
or libel.
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