The Brussels Post, 1978-09-13, Page 17THE BRUSSELS POST,
Obituaries
If you have the constitution of a -bull
moose, the alimentary ability of an earth
worm, the faculty of sleeping anytime.
anywhere, like a cat, a cast-iron stomach,
and a very friendly bank manager, by all
means take a trip to Europe,
If, on the other hand. you have fallen-
arches, constipation, hemmorhoids, a tricky
stomach, insomnia, an aver sion to heights
or public toilets or foreigners, and less than
twice as much money as you think you'll
need, by all 'means don't.
You start off eagerly to Europe to look at
ancient ruins, and come home looking like
one.
They tell me there are 50 million little old
ladies tearing around Europe taking notes
and pictures, missing none of the sights,
eating the most incredible food, and
slugging down the vino when they wouldn't
even take a sherry at Christmas, back home.
I believe it. I've seen them. But there's one
less now. I set off in pretty good shape, in
my prime. I came home feeling like a little
old lady.
If you have a loathing for winos, don't go.
You'll probably come back one yourself. If
you aren't greagarious, don't like people,
feel some kind of phobia in mobs, don't go.
You'd miserable. •
If you tend to get sick on buses,
airplan .es, trains and boats, better stay
home. You'd be sick all the time.
If you are going with a spouse or
companion, you'll end your trip either full
of deepest hatred, or with a new tolerance,
love, whatever.
After these preliminary alarming notes.
I'm forced to admit we had a trip that was
merveilleuse, bellissima, fantastic and
wunderbar. See how travel broadens one?
It's not the only way travel is broadening.
, I can eat and drink anything and never gain
an ounce. But I watch with growing horror as
some of the ladies in our group, who began
the trip fa irly svelte, went up like balloons
under a steady barrage of FrenCh pastries,
Italian pasta, Dutch du lings, Swiss
chocolate, and a five-course dinner every
night.
I mentioned our "group:' Yes„ we were
bourgeois enough to take a guided tour.
Many people, particularly the young sneer at
this. "Thaf.s no way to see the real
Europe," they pontificate. To some extent, I
agree. The best way to do it is with a
backpwk, a year to spend, and a sucker of a
father back home, ready to bail you out.
But middle-aged couples who can hardly
carry the garbage out aren't fit to slug
around all day with a sixty-pound pack on
the back.
Mast young couples with three weeks
holidays haven't the time, And many other
people. who have both the time and the
strength, just don't want the grubbiness of
hostels and hitch-hiking. suspect water,
filthy toilets and the ever-present danger of
being ripped off or winding up in, the local
clink for some unknown reason.
Un less you are filthy rich, have a good
working know-ledge of several languages.
and hae plenty of time. take my word. Take a
planned tour..
We were lucky, lucky. We were a mixed
bag of about 42: Americans. AuStralians and
Canadians. There wasn't one sour apple in
the barrel. Everybody was concerned when
someone was lost. or sick. or a bag was
missing. We shared picnic lunches on a
train, bottles of wine on a boat, hair-dryers
and irons, kisses and hugs and jokes and
worries.
Everybody kept an eye on the ubiquitous
Larry, 8, and game Granny. 75. both of
whom came through with flying colors. We
became a large family. Two sprightly ladies
from Texas insisted (and they weren't
kidding) that we all have a reunion in that
sovereign state at Christmas.
When we had our farewell party in Paris,
it was a combination of New Year's Eve and
the Mardi Gras. I was kissed and .hugged
and wept upon by so many ladies of
various ages, shapes and accents that I was
wishing the tripwasstarting all over again.
Perhaps that wit:, the greatest thing we
learned on the trip, although the whole thing
was tremendous education experience in art
and history — that almost all people have a
warmth and decency and plain goodness in
them, once the everyday facade is broken
through.
There was another way in which we were
extremely fortunate, as well. We-had — and
I say it without qualification, the best bus
driver in all of Europe, Annette and
Giovanni.
For the first couple of days, I thought
Annette, a blonde Dutch girl, was a relic of
the Gestapo, as she bullied, pushed, pulled,
urged, and rounded up stragglers like a
sheep dog. I thought Giovanni was a rather
surly Italian. How wrong one can be!
By day three, we all knew that Annette
knew her way through Europe as we know
our way around our own houses, that -she
knew how to get us, ahead of the moos, to
the best place to eat, to shop, to go to the
toilet. By the time Giovanni had taken us
through the hair-pin roads of' the first Alps,'
and had helped every lady off the bus at
_every stop, with a smile, we knew he was
prima. More later.
MRS. SARAH FISCHER
Mrs.. Sarah Fischer, widow
of the late J.W, Fiseher,
passed away in Listowel
Memorial Hospital on
Wednesday, September 6th,
after a lengthy illness, hse
N%-as her 89th year.
A resident of Brussels, she
had been living in Mapleton
Manor, Listowel, `or the past
four years.
Born in Howick Twp., she
was the daughter of the late
Wm. and Elizabeth Chap-
man.
She was a devoted
member of Melville Pre-
sbyterian Church, Brussels,
active in the ladies or-
ganizations, also a member
of Morning Star Rebekah
Lodge.
Surviving are two sons,
Stanley of Grey Twp.,
Hartley of Listowel, two
daughters, Mae (Mrs.
Bernard Thomas), Morris
Twp., Verla (Mrs. Wm.
Hastings) Kitchener; one
brother, Harold Chapman of
Kitchener, ten grandchildren
and nine great-grand-
children.
She was predeceased- by
her husband Jacob W.
Fischer. one son Eugene,
four brothers and four
sisters.
Funeral service was held
at the M.L. Watts Funeral
Home, Brussels at 2:00 p.m.
Friday, September 8th. Rev.
K. Innis of Melville Pre-
sbyterian Church officiated.
Morning Star-Rebekah
Lodge conducted a memorial
service at the funeral home
on Thursday evening.
Burial took place in Brus-
sles Cemetery.
Pallbearers were grand-
sons, Caftnan Fishcer,
Douglas Thomas, Gerald
Thomas, Barry Hastings,
Murray Fischer, Donald
Fischer, and
Rae Fischer.
MR. WILLIS B. REESOR
Willis B. Reesor 72, of
RR.2, Brussels passed away
Friday, September 8 at his
residence.
Born March 20, 1906 in
Markham Township, he was
the son of the late Henry
Reesor and the former Sara
Burkholder.
He was married to the
former Annie Hoover who
survives him.
The. late Mr. Reesor
farmed at R.R.2, Brussels
and was a member of
Brotherston Mennonite
Church, Wallace Township.
Surviving are one son
Henry. Reesor of R.R.2,
Brussels; and six daughters,
Esther (Mrs. James Arm-
strong) of R.R.2, Listowel;
Annie, Naomi, and Ina
Reesor all of R.R.2, Brussels;
Margaret (Mrs. • Wayne
Heatwole) of Barwick, Ont.
and Adeline (Mrs. Mervin
Bntbacher) of R.R.2, Blue-
vale. Also surviving are two
sisters Ada (Mrs. Fred
Nighswander) of Emo, Anna
(Mrs. Fred Drudge) of
Wroxeter and 16 grand
children. He was pre-
deceased by one brother.
A family service was held
at the Robert Trench Funeral
Home, Listowel on Monday,
September 11 and a con-
gregational service was held
at Brotherston Mennonite
Church, Wallace Township.
'Rev. Abraham Smith con-
ducted the funeral services.
Burial was in Brotherston
Mennonite Cemetery and
pail bearers were John Re-
esor, Bernard Reesor, John
McCausland Jacob Grove,
Ornate Bauman, Enos
Nighswander and Murray
Reesor.
SEPTEMBER 13, 1978 17
411.11.11111111MMINIMINII
YOU ARE INVITED TO ATTEND
REVIVAL MEETINGS
at
Zion Mennonite Fellowship
Near ETHEL, Ontario,.
3 Miles East of Cranbrook.
Sept. 10 - 17, 1978
Sunday Evenings at 7:45 p.m.
Week Nights at 8:00 p.m.
Speaker: Roy N. Weaver
BEACH CITY, OHIO
He that followeth me shall not walk in darkness
but shall have the light of life.
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