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Clinton News-Record, 1974-11-07, Page 4PAGE 4,-,C1NINTON NEWS-RECORD. THURSDAY, N6VEM13ER 7, i974 • Editorial ommerti Proud to be a Canadian CIPCNA Member, Comedian Community Nrimaaaw Association Matriesr. 0m MOs Wendy slier Amesisifse TUE CONTON NEW EltA Established 1865 ' Amulgoinoted 1924 ‘1111111011111or THE HURON NEWS -RI 0 8snielished 1881 (Minton ews Zecolid Publishd *Vary Thursday at Clinton, Ontario Editor - Jams E. IFitsaerald Glows! Manila*, $1, Howard Anima Second Ciaso- Milli r 1861100n fib. Oili? SUO•CRIPPON AMID: CANADA U0,00 $11,80 SINOLIE COPY .255 1mi )4ohN OY igh0A11 ;5 t.O.A000 From our early files I • • • Miss Margaret Tamblyn, Londesboro, has recently been awarded the Huron County Scholarship of $100 awarded to the woman student with the highest standing from Huron County attending University of Western Ontario, London, the suceeding year. She is a brilliant graduate of Clinton District Collegiate Institute. "Clinton Day" was one of the best Clinton has had yet, was the comment of one local mer- chant following last Saturday's third semi-annual event of that name. Elwin Merrill and Benson Sutter were among the party of 34 from London Conference who attended Algoma Presbytery YPU convention in Sault Ste. Marie, Ont., during the weekend. Mr. and Mrs. Harold Penhale celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary on Tuesday, November 8, at their home on the Bronson Line, Stanley Township, with about 35 relatives present. A social evening was spent in games and for lunch a three-tiered wedding anniversary cake decorated the table. The Lions Clubs of Huron County have volunteered to conduct the sale of seals for the Huron County Tuberculosis Association again this year, Letters with Christmas seals enclosed will be 'mailed to everyone in the County of Huron, 50 YEARS AGO Nov. 20, 1924. James Snell and his sons, Ephraim and Humphrey, have been winning prizes at the Guelph Fat Stock Show, and now ai'e at the Royal Winter Fair. 'The Sons will go on to Chicago to the big show there and it is anticipated that most of the livestock which they take across the line will be sold over there. Miss Gladys Holland, SCA fOrth, formerly of Clinton, itaaiated in a play which the Seafortli Young People presen. led in Clinton last -Wk. Clinton Knitting Co. presen- ted Miss Alta Glazier with a handsome gift of cut glass prior to her marriage this week. Many former Clintonians were in town for the Thanksgiving weekend. , Brig.-Gen. W.B. King, CMG,DSO, DOC, Military District No. 1 and Major Mor- timer, paymaster for the District, visited Clinton last Tuesday evening and the Clin- ton Company of the Huron Regiment which has been in training for the past nine weeks, was inspected. W.D. Fair Co. dressed their window not as an adver- tisement of wares but a call to thanksgiving. It was a copy of the painting "Giving Thanks", the picture of an old man, sit- ting in his shirt sleeves at a humble meal with his hands reverently clasped and his eyes upraised in thanksgiving, 75 YEARS AGO Nov. 16, 1899. The depression in the apple market continues and many consignments to the British market have barely paid the freight in some cases only the cost of the barrels, To make matters worse, some varieties, notably the spies, are not keeping well and will entail an additional heavy loss upon the shipper. Now that wood is becoming scarce in Lucknow and the price has reached a high figure, some of our citizens contend that all wood coming into the village for sale should be measured by an officer appoin- ted by the council. A great deal of the wood offered for sale measures only about 15 inches in length Mr. Will Leonard's plowing bee was well attended. There were twenty teams. The far- mers took pity on Mr. Leonard as he has been laid up and con- sequently could not get his plowing done. Mr. Chas. Cleave has retur- ned home from Killarney, Manitoba, where he has been spending a few months with relatives. Charlie says there's no place like Stanley after all, Mr. Sam Westlake of Drysdale, spent Sunday in town. Sam says he intends going to England in the near' future. Rumor says he intends bringing back a helpmate, Commercial mushroom production in Canada is about 1.5 million pounds a year, we get letters Thanks Dear Editor: Thank you very much for putting our 4-H club meetings in your paper every week, We could hardly wait to get the Clinton News-Record each Thursday to read about our meeting and it was never missed out once, Thank you again. Sincerely, Mary Jean Betties Press Reporter for Holmesville I 4-H club, Tension Dear Editor: During recent months, accor- ding to the news media, 'A relaxing of tensions' seems to be setting. in between the two great super-powers. What ape pears to be serious talk about - peace punctuates the statements of world leaders. They and their followers say that they are sick of war; the world is ripe for peace. During this same period, however, one of the most fer- vent arms races has 'shifted into high gear'. Both developed and developing nations are buying and/or selling ar- maments on an unprecedented scale. However, because of their advanced technologies and, the size of the weapons, the arms race between the U.S. and Russia, particularly, disturbs the rest of the world. Consequently we find "The Bulletin of the Atomic Scien- tists" saying: "We find that the United States today, while talking peace, is developing new generations of nuclear weapons and delivery systems, each more terrifying, more ef- ficient and more lethal than the last, and that the situation in the Soviet Union is much the same. We find policy makers on both sides increasingly en- snared, frustrated and neutralized by domestic forces having a vested interest in btrategie inventocies. The Lvorld wide arsenal of "`',n uclear warheads continues its astronomical upward spiral." If the major military. .nations of the earth really want peace, why do they continue to enlarge their war machines? C. F. Clinton. Barne, News-Record readers are en- couraged to express their opinions in letters to the editor, however, such opinions do not necessarily represent the opinions of the Nrrws-Record. Pseudonyms may be used by letter writers, but no Ostler wiN be published unless It can be verified by phone. CLINTON 11 4H The Party Gals held their seventh meeting on November 4 at 7:30 p.m. at Mrs, Tyndall's place. Our president, Judy Tiesma, was not present so our vice-president, Sharon Ellis stood in her place. After the pledge we answered to roll call, stating a duty of .a pleasing guest. After the minutes were read we discussed where and when our club party would be held, Our party will be held at Bev Slade's at 7:30 p.m. on Nov. ii. Our discussion was led by Mrs. Tyndall and Mrs. Howes. First we listed four or five ways that we, as members of a club or other groups, can demon- strate courtesy to other people. ,Secondly we discussed etiquette at banquets and dinners, Lastly we discussed etiquette for many occasions. After the discussion, we all 'practised our parts for our skit for Achievement Day. by Yvonne Lazet. 10 YEARS AGO Nov. 12, 1964 A delegation of Clinton Chamber of Commerce mem- bers was turned down Monday night by a five to four recorded vote when it appeared before council requesting adoption of the National Building Code for Clinton. Fewer cases of rabies have been reported in Huron County this year than last year at this time. The continuing fine weather is helping farmers to complete their fall work in record time. About 60 per cent of the fall plowing is done, Dr. and Mrs. Donald H. Thain and three children, Lon- don, were at their home in Bayfield over the weekend. W.J. Elvin Parker, son of Mr. and Mrs. Wilfred Parker of Mill Street, Clinton, was awar- ded a Bachelor of Arts Degree from the University of Western Ontario at the fall convention recently. Mr. and Mrs. Tom Lip- pington, 177 Spencer St., Clin- ton, celebrated their 45th wed- ding anniversary on last Friday. Goderich's lady mayor, Mrs. Mae Mooney, announced this week she will not seek re- election during the impending Goderich municipal elections, Mrs. Mooney served as coon- cillor, deputy-reeve, and reeve before being elected Mayor. Allen Jewson of Clinton was elected 8ecotitl vice-president of District 10, Ontario Secondary School Teacher's Federation at the district atititial meeting held in Listowel last Wed. nesday. 25 YEARS AGO Nov, 17, 1949. With November more than half over, the weather locally is beginning tO assume aortal of the aspects of winter, One of the heaviest fells of snow took place on Tuesday, but at that, it was not a very plentiful one, with the snow distippearieig during the afternoon, CitE,If POE SHORT RIWT NOW, '1I YOVP LH% TO TAKE (*VANTAGE OF -21) POWN,IINP $5 A 1h1ELK11105? The Jack Scott Column IN Flight of ideas. A teacher friend who spent last week-end at our place, relaxing from the strain of yet another year of the 30 he's spent in that role, has been telling me of what he considers the one glaring gap in our school curricula. "We cover every conceivable subject except the one that may just be the most important of all--imagination," he said. "We do a reasonably good job in teaching facts, in developing the capacity for learning. Reality and practicality are our specialties. But we hardly touch that part of the mind that was meant to soar." I wondered if this was a new thing or if it went back through history, remembering my own dislike of the school system. "The quality of imagination is under the same duress as the quality of individuality," he opined. "If you concede that it's our job to steer our pupils away from the shoals of conformity, then it's just as much our job to steer them toward the pleasures and discoveries of unbridled imagination." He's right, of course, in his assumption that the picture- forming power of the mind, the great gift of human reveries, is bobbling in some powerful currents, Any list of those factors would have to begin with the ready- made picture of the television set which„is a curse in general and particularly a curse ar the tender, make-believe year Our standard of living, itself, is ,a factor. It seems to have been a truism, in all the arts, that imagination flowed freest in a frigid garret and on meagre rations. Just as the great adven- ture stories were so often written by wheel-chair invalids and the great romances were so often written by frustrated spinsters so'deprivation seems to have encouraged escape through men- tal flight. When genius chanced to combine with the day- dreamers, seeking to flee from poverty or boredom, it produced the lasting classics of the human spirit, Now, in these days of the self-satisfied, materialistic bourgeoisie, of recreational group activity at every level, of creature comforts that discourage the purely cerebral flight, we've more affinity with the earthworm than the eagle. It's been said that our generation has not produced a single symphony or a work of nonsense of any stature and perhaps that's the measurement of imagination's clipped wings. Or maybe it's just that in this day of accepted miracles, when scien tists are looking to the stars, we look for escape by the means of trying not to think too much. The capacity, of course, is still there and perhaps my teacher friend is right in thinking that it should be of more concern in the schools where it would take the form, I presume, of more appreciation of the arts. Books, I think, are still the best answer and I've been fascinated watching my neighbor's kids dipping their toes in a sea of fancy far removed from the television, cartoons. This neighbor has invested, through a book club, in 12 volumes of children's tales---Gorey's The Hcanted Looking; Glass, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Loit World, "Edward Lear's Book of Nonsense, The Looking Glass of Verse compiled by Janet Adams Smith, Wild Animals I Have Known by Ear- nest Thompson Seton and seven others of equal charm. His moppets are absolutely absorbed in this wondrous diet and, what's more, their questions and remarks indicate that they're on the lip of free flight in the realm of imagination. After a two week trip recently coM- pleted by this editor and his spouse, we came back proud of many of the things that are Canadian, and ashamed of a few other practices, While travelling through Great Britain, we were many times asked if we were Americans, and when we were quick to point out we were not, we suddenly became aware of how much we must dress, act and resemble our neighbours south of the border. in fact, when you really think about it, most of our culture is American and there is really little that the British can identify as truly Canadian. Quite a shock at first to learn there isn't really any such thing as a Canadian, just a mirror image of the U.S. Materially speaking, we are much bet- ter off here in Canada than they are in the U.K. A single family dwelling on a lot with a front lawn and backyard is a luxury few enjoy in Britain. There just isn't enough room for such extravagant use of land. The average wage in the U.K. seems to be only half of ours, and even if many of their food items are somewhat cheaper than ours, they spend con- siderable more of their budget on locid than we do, something we fail to realize sometimes. Democracy in Canada is like a well at- tended garden, it requires constant at- tention. On all levels, including federal, provincial, and municipal, it requires constant care and cultivation. Leave it unattended from lack of interest and it soon becomes ugly and overgrown with weeds. Such is the case locally, as can- didates are sought for the various posts on councils, Public Utilities Com- missions, and boards of education. Everyone must take an interest in the, affairs of these various bodies or the system will cease to function properly. Nominations open today and close next Tuesday, November 12, at 5 p.m. It is vital to the running of our various governments that they be truly represen- tative of the people. Acclamations don't always mean we are satisfied with things as they are, they usually mean we're not A time to remember There is nothing drearier, for anybody who is not one, than an "Old Sweat"; unless it is a collection of Old Sweats, exchanging cheerful lies and trying to drink Canada dry, about this time every year. Although I'm not much for the old soldier bit, I find myself each year doing a lot of remem- bering when Remembrance Day rolls around. Just the other day, I came across a photo that brought back a lot of memories. There we were, the two of us. Tony Frornbola, grinning as though he owned the world, and looking over his shoulder, with a crop of dark hair, a huge, sweeping, handle-bar moustache, and a devilish glint in his eye, yours truly. I think it was taken in Brussels, shortly after we "escaped" from prison camp, 'We didn't ac. tually escape. We just got sick and tired of hanging around, and left, The blasted war had been over for about seven days, and there we were, stuck behind barbed wire, The only difference between that and the situation a month before was that the guards up in the sentry boxes were Russians, instead of Germans, At our catrip, our incarceration didn't end with the Yanks or the British rolling into the camp in jeeps, and throwing cigarettes and chocolate bars to the joyful prisoners, who wept and kissed their liberators, We were "liberated" by the Russians. They didn't have any cigarettes to throw around, they didn't know what a chocolate bar was, and they didn't particularly want to be kissed; They threw a guard around the camp and told us to stay put. Our senior officers told us the same. They didn't want us wandering around the countryside' being ghat by some drunken Rooshian. Bored silly, Tony and I decided we'd had enough of that dump, So, about four o'clock one Morning, we nipped the wires 'with a pair of borrowed wire-clippers, crawled Several hundred feet through grass (very wet), and headed for home. It sounds incredibly daring and fool-hardy, and it did make the heart thump A bit, but it Wasn't either of those, It was just stupid. However, we made it to the Canadian lines in three days, hitching and hiking, and a very en- joyable time we had of it In fact, We caught a plane to Brussels, another to England, and were there about four days before the Other thickens On 'e habit of the British that should be adept0 here in Canada is their knack of keeping old buildings in' good working erder and preserving some of their past. Here in Canada, if a building gets to be 76 years old ?r older, we have some in- sane idea that it must be torn down and a new building erected. As a result, we spend tar more money than we have to and we have little connection with our past. Another British idea that could use some discussion here in Canada is their transportation system, especially their passenger trains. They are efficient, punctual, comfortable, and cheap, In Canada, with gasoline prices soaring, and the costs of building roads and automobiles skyrocketing, we have no other dependable means of transpor- tation. Instead of closing down the passenger service here, they should be expanding it. In the not to distant future, Canadians will be clamouring for an alternative transportation service to the car, Pity our lessons are so hard to learn. Foreign travel is an excellent way to broaden onds'horizons, and even to put our own problems in perspective, It was well worth it. interested. No councillor or mayor or board representative likes to be ac- claimed, That way, he has no way of really knowing if he has the electorate behind him. With those few brief remarks said, let's all think about the upcoming nominations seriously. Our elected bodies locally spend millions of our hard earned dollars every year. it is up to us, and only us, to make sure they are spent right. If you are a qualified citizen, or know of one who will run for an office, put your or his name in for nomination. There is no shame in losing, only pride in doing a job well that so many persons refuse to do. Now is the time for all those who criticized our various municipal bodies to come forward and, so to speak, "put their money where their mouth is." got out of the coop, Frombola was an irrepressible character. He was a Yank, from Oakland, California, who had joined the RCAF, Most of his compatriots swit- ched to the US. airforce when the latter got into the war but Tony didn't bother. He didn't bother about much of anything, except enjoying life. He had a big, homely mug, but was a terror with the ladies, He was strong and tough and cynical and witty. This may be hard to believe, but this incident, which I personally witnessed, showed what he was made of. It was August, 1944, One evening, after flying, we decided to walk down to the beach in Nor- mandy. There was nothing of interest to do back at the wing, and the padres had cleaned up the tiny whiskey supply in the mess. At the beach, a Liberty ship Was unloading jeeps. There was a line of them, parked on the sand, guarded by two British soldiers. Tony walked up to one of them and said; "How much do you want for a jeep, buddy?" I nearly fell over. "Five quid", responded the Limey. 'Tony peeled off five notes, He was always flush, as he was a gambler and a dealer, He drove the jeep away to a place of privacy, rounded up some paint, and painted ROAlF roundels and the legend "Canada" on it, He was the only lowly Flying Officer to have his own jeep during the Nermandy campaign, and he 'made good use of it, such as visiting field hospitals. Not to visit the sick and wounded, but to date nurses. We came home on the same ship. He picked up five 'dollars in the tvventy,four hoot crap game, lost Most of it, built it back up to $2,000, Haven't seen him since we landed, but wherever he is today, I'll bet he's rich, Not all the memories are scr pleasant, of course, Three of us shared a tent in Normandy, We were all shot down within 10 days, and I'm the only one alive, My parents received three telegrams from the Department of National Defense, Each of them began, "We regret to inform you ! " One sOil was blown up by a land mine, and lost an eye, The second was Mialiirig in action. The third was shot down over the Channel, By some strange working of fate, we're all alive. tint thousands Of lads arar'r 1<emetriber them, lime to cultivate democracy Sugar and Spice/lBy Bill Smiley