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Vanda!isrn
It seems even small towns are plagued
with vandalism these days. Sunday night,
about midnight, sone brainless idiots
dumped garbage out of the big barrel by
the public school and proceeded to light
firecrackers under it. Of course this resulted
in a rather annoying amount of noise for that
hour of the morning, not to mention the way
the garbage lookd strewn all over every-
where.
The garbage barrel was left outside
because of the bible classes which begin this
week at the public school, the barrel being
the only outside container for the children to
use.
It's discouraging to think there are those
within the village who have such total dis-
regard for other people and property as to
do something like that. It is to be hoped the
culprits were only passing through and do
not live in town.
Bayfteld Centennial
For those in Zurich who remember
their own centennial celebration in 1956, the
celebrations in Bayfield must have brought e
back many memories.
The people of Bayfield are to be corn -
mended for the amount of participation the
activities received as well as the organiza-
tion of the events. There were few com-
plaints heard over the weekend and attend-
ance at every event was good. Even the
shirt -tale parade sunday evening at mid-
night attracted over 200 people including a
pipe band from Clinton.
The meals provided by the various clubs
were delicious, everyone of which sold out
rapidly. The only problem was, there wasn't
quite enough chicken on Thursday night to
go around, but then how were the organizers
to know that so many people would decide
to attend. They had prepared for 1,300
people.
Other than that, the weekend was a
smashing success—i hope they are as lucky
with their bi-centennial celebration.
Adopilon
Should an adopted person have access to
indentifying information about his biological
parents? This question has plagued adop-
tion agencies, adopted people and adopting
parents for years. To this day social scien-
tists are not in agreement ori the answer.
Florence Fisher of California, much publi-
cized proponent of finding natural parents
asserts that eveyone has the absolute right
to "look into the eyes of" natural parents.
The agencies arranging the adoptions
tend to uphold the right to privacy of parents
who give a child up for adoption. Surely
they have a right to live with their trau-
matic decision without fear of a painful
confrontation years later.
Adopting parents find it hard to accept
a child's need to locate biological parents.
The situation is fraught with deep and often
conflicting emotions making it difficult to
frame satisfactory legislation.
British Columbia attempted to establish
a provincial registry where those wishing to
find or to be found could enter their names
and addresses. This solution was vetoed
by a lobby of adopting parents who insisted
on maintaining the confidentiality they had
been promised.
In Scotland and Finland anyone reaching
age 17 may obtain his or her birth records in-
cluding the names of natural parents. In
Canada such records are not available to
the individual and it is up to the discretion
of the agency through which the child was
adopted whether or not to divulge,identify-
ing information. But what about the child-
ren themselves?
Most adopted children are secure in their
relationship with their parents and think
little or not at all about those who place them
for adoption. It is the ones who have
identity problems so serious as to approach
breakdown who occasionally need to know
more. The turbulent teen years can present
anxieties which adopting parents find
difficult to assuage without laying to rest
ghosts of the past. It is in those rare in-
stances when a compassionate agency with
flexible rules can offer guidance (with or
without information) required to help a
young person to square with his past.
Some human problems are simply beyond
legislation.
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by Cathy McKinley
People, people everywhere and lots of drops of rain.
That was the story all weekend as Bayfield celebrated its
centennial. It was a long weekend for those involved and as
I managed to get the job of covering the weekend I could
sympathize with those trying to organize the whole thing.
While they seemed to have all the luck in their endeavors, I
was haunted by enough bad luck to last until the next Bay-
field centennial.
For me the weekend began Thursday evening with the
chicken B -B -Q where I made nay first big mistake. Arriving
at about 5:15 p.m. I proceeded to try and capture on film just
how delicious the chicken smelled, looked, and so I'm told,
tasted. You see, I was so busy taking pictures that I didn't
realize until it was too late that they were running out of
chicken. When I finally went to get some, there was none
left. Right then and there I knew it was going to be a great
weekend.
Next on the agenda was the talent show the same evening.
This packed the arena and as I attempted to get pictures
of those participating I had the distinct feeling I made a bet-
ter door than a window for those seated behind me. The
result was I tried to get in, take a picture and get out of the
way as fast as possible, something that the pictures usually
reflect. Oh well, that evening at least was almost over.
At 10:30 the next morning I was back in Bayfield, this time
to get pictures of the paint -in. Of course, as soon as I got out
of the car it began to rain and as I happen to wear glasses
this presented a serious problem. You see, it is difficult for
me to focus with raindrops on my glasses, but if I take them
off I can't even see what I'm taking a picture of let alone
focus on it. All in all a delicate situation to say the least.
Luckily for me the pext item on the agenda was indoors,
namely the fashion show. This was perhaps the mast enjoy-
able to attend,almost too enjoyable as it turned out. ' I didn't
pay enough attention to what I was doing with the result
that one roll of film came through processing a big blank.
That's right, not one picture on the entire roll turned out .
Don't ask me what I did wrong as it could have been one of
many things. However, I feel sure the blame should of
course fall entirely on the evil genie who haunted me all week
end.
Saturday began early as the pancake breakfast was at
8 a.m. Perhaps my genie slept in because this went without
a hitch, I didn't even have to stand in line to get my share of
the delicious pancakes and sausages.
However, by parade time that afternoon I was accom-
panied by bad luck again. I was told the parade would be
marshalling in Pioneer Park so I dutifully parked my car in
that corner of town. Unfortunately, only a very few of the
floats were there, the rest being organized at other places in
the area. Realizing it was a lost cause to try and get pictures
before the parade started, I asked one of the judges where
the parade route went. The, first two judges didn't know
but the third pointed me to a position at the very north end of
the main street saying that all the parade would pass bythat
point. There weren't too many other people around this area
so I figured this would be a good place to get my pictures.
Well. the judge was almost right as most of the parade did
pass by me. However, several floats, including the one lidd-
ing the dignitaries joined the parade beyond the point where
I was standing. Not only that, but the weather couldn't make
up its mind weather to be sunny, cloudy or halfway in
between. As a result I had to keep changing the aperature
on my camera, didn't know whether I should be using the
flash or not and was constantly trying new settings to make
sure at least some of the pictures would turn out. I then had
to hustle over to the agricultural grounds to get pictures of
the official opening and get the parade results. If any of you
know Bayfield, you will realize that Pioneer Park is at the
exact opposite end of the village from the agricultural grou-
nds. Believe me, it's a long hike.
By this time I figured nothing else could go wrong, but
as usual I was wrong. I waited around for the fish fry at
4 p.m. but by the time they started serving that it was rain-
ing again and there was so much cigarette smoke in the arena
I couldn't bear the though of eating in that polluted atmos-
phere so I retired to niy car -which if you recall was all the
way across town and the rain poured down every step of the
way.
Well, there was just one thing left to do and that was the
beard contest at 9 p.m. This I thought can't go wrong.
I'll just run in, take the names and get the pictures and run
out. With this in mind I arrived at the arena promptly at
9 p.m. only to discover that the contest had been postponed
until 10:15 p.m. To top everything off, I hadn't brought any
money with me so I couldn't even indulge in a drink or two
to pass the time away. I just sat and waited.
By 11 p.m. I was finished and on my way home. It's a good
job it isn't very far as I was dead tired. The weekend had
been against me from the very start. All I can say is con-
gratulations to Bayfield for the success they had, but don't
expect me to cover you're next centennial 'cause I just won't
do it!