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The Wingham Advance-Times, 1965-12-30, Page 9Skala The Best is Yet to Come The last issue of the peper tor the year 1965 leads to reminiscing. In tact with the approach of New Year's Day we quite logically recall our first hours at this editor's desk, for it was the first day of 1951 that we took over the Ad- vance -Times. A lot of water has rushed over the dam since that day fifteen years ago. We have seen the town and its rural neighborhood develop in many ways and we hope that we may rightfully claim some worthwhile part in that develop- ment, Certainly many other communities have expanded much more rapidly in the years since 1951, but they have done so et tremendous cost --- not only in taxation dollars, but, and much more important, in the sacrifice of many of those bene- fits which accrue to life in the smaller centres. Our town is still a good place to raise a family. Here we have a mini- mum of those disrupting elements which have made the cities and larger towns somewhat less desirable in our eyes. It should be remembered, however, R that a town doesn't have to be Sleepy Hollow to provide a decent background for family life, One of the dangers in- herent in small communities is a lack of the energy and enthusiasm so vitally necessary to maintain healthy growth and modern outlook, it is quite possible to retain all the benefits of a small com- munity without going to sleep in the process. On the doorstep of a new year it behooves every citizen, not only or the town, but the rural area as wen, to give some thought to the ways in which his municipality can be improved and de- veloped and to his own role in that de- - velopment. As a first step we might think of our town and township coun- cils and whether or not we have inter- ested ourselves sufficiently in their place in society. We should think seriously about the fact that every year it becomes more difficult to find men and women who will accept public office, Another subject for consideration is our participation in the various organi- zations which have been set up for the express purpose of bettering living con- ditions in our communities—the service clubs, the Legions, the farm organizations the library boards and church groups. We are all too much inclined to accept the results of their efforts, or even to criticise what they do, instead of lending a hand to the willing few who voluntarily accept these responsibilities. if we are to make any New Year's resolutions the one with top priority should be to stop complaining and start co-operating. It doesn't matter where we live; it's not important how wealthy our neighbors may be—the one single factor required for a live community is the en- thusiasm and energy of its residents. Let's make 1966 the best year in history! We Didn't Do It Alone As the year closes we at The Advance - Times would like to publicly express our thanks to the many people throughout both town and district who have been so helpful in the production of this news- paper. No matter how able, no matter how willing, no single individual could possibly take full responsibility for all the myriad tasks involved in the publica- tion of any worthwhile newspaper. In the first place a good staff is neces- sary, to gather the news, to write it, to process pictures, make plates, run press- es, answer telephone and so on. In this regard we have been particularly fortun- ate and it is with regret that we announce the imminent departure of two staff mem- • bers who have served loyally — Fred Hughes of our pressroom contingent and Ralph Johnson, our advertising manager. vt s Our best wishes go with them to new posts in Guelph. In addition to our in -the -office helpers we have a wonderful band of country correspondents who slave away each week to make sure the readers get all the in- teresting news items from the rural dis- trict. We couldn't possibly pay them what they are worth. They faithfully send in the news each week and their finest recompense is the service they pro- vide for their own communities—keep- ing the small centres "on the map" and in the public's consciousness. To each one of these faithful friends we say a sincere "thank you." It has been a real pleasure to work with you throughout the year and we know the coming one will be made much more re- warding because of your help. Manpower Mobility On Tuesday of this week the federal government instituted a program which is designed to make the maximum use of the country's available manpower and to reduce unemployment to the bare core. Called the Manpower Mobility Program, it provides loans and outright grants to workers who are unemployed in their present location and who have the neces- sary training and skills to find work some- where else. The worker becomes eligible when there is little or no chance of his secur- ing a suitable job in his home area and when the area to which he wishes to move provides employment of the type for which he is fitted and there is a good chance of his being permanently employ- ed there. As in most of the recent government plans for stimulating the economy, the terms are breathtakingly generous. Under maximum conditions the worker may receive an outright grant (gift that is) of the money required to transport himself, his wife and family to the new area, in- cluding cost of meals and overnight ac- commodation; the cost of moving his household goods and cash in the amount of $200 for himself, $200 for his wife and $100 for each of his youngsters. The basic idea behind the plan is sound, of course. The less unemploy- ment we have, the better we will all be. What amazes us is the sudden open- handedness of the federal authorities. For instance, why the big cash handouts? For a housewarming in the new town maybe? Surely the Federal Parks Commission has been planting money trees on Parliament Hill! If, indeed, our nation is now so pros- perous that handouts of this magnitude will in no way endanger the economy, all well and good—but the parliamentarians had better awaken to the fact that the calls for assistance will multiply at an alarming rate. If it is good business to provide for every need of the worker who wants to move, what about the farmer who be- lieves he could make a better living by leaving his present acreage and moving into the next county, or perhaps to an- other province? There must be thous- ands of small business owners who know perfectly well they would benefit from a change of location. This legislation retains the same fault which is inherent in the recently-annou- ced system of 33 1/3% grants for the construction or expansion of industries in "designated areas." it is all simply won- derful, but the definition of need is much too finely drawn. When the government starts handing out the money we fork over in taxes with such liberality those of us who are getting none of the benefits tend to become a little restless. THE WINGHAM ADVANCE - TIMES Published at Wingham, Ontario, by Wenger Bros. Limited, W, Barry Wenger, President - Robert O. Wenger, Secretary -Treasurer Member Audit Bureau of Circulation Member Canadian Weekly Newspapers Association, Atithorized by the Bost Office Dcpattinent as Second Class Mail and for payment of postage in cash. Subscription Fuld: 1 year, $5.00; 6 months, $2.75 in advance; U.S.A., $7.00 per yr.; Foreign rate, $7,00 pet yr. Advertising Rates on application, REMINISCING pECEMI3I R 1915 Mrs, George Cruickshank, Mrs, R. Hogg and Mrs. J. J. Moffat gave a very enjoyable program and social evening at the home of Mrs. Cruickshank on Tuesday evening, Dec. 14, on behalf of the Women's In- stitute, Andrew McKague and John Armstrong shipped two cars of cattle to Toronto Fat Stock Show, The new G, T, R, bridge just north west of the station has been completed and the con- struction crew left town on Wed- nesday. This bridge is now strong enough to hold the hea- viest of engines and prospects are that snow blockades at this end of the line will be now a thing of the past as the larger engines can be placed on the plows. Mrs. Jack Mason of Wing- ham, and little Miss Beattie spent a couple of days last week at the home of Mrs. Mason's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Baker. DECEMBER 1929 The election of officers for L.O.L. 766, Bluevale, resulted as follows: W. M., Jas. Mas- ters; D. M. , Wm. Magee; Chap., J. H. Smith; Rec. Sec. R. J. Forrest; Fin. Sec., Gor- don Hall; Treas. , Wm. Pea- cock; Marshall, Geo. Thornton; 1st Lect. , Robt. Shaw; 2nd Lect., Thos. Stewart; 1st Com. Jas. Peacock; Com. , Wm. Thornton; Conrad Goll, Henry Thompson; Auditors, A. D. Smith, Geo. Thornton; Tyler, Geo. Mathers; Sentinel, John Munn. Josiah Wells has been ap- pointed care -taker of the Wing - ham United Church, to fill the vacancy caused by resignation of John McCool, who after 18 years of faithful and satisfac- tory service was compelled to resign owing to poor health. Glen Garniss spent the last few weeks in Toronto, qualify- ing for his certificate as embal- mer, and though the youngest in years in the class, came through honourably. He will continue with+R. A. Currie, with whom he has been for the past two years. Celeste Carr of Toronto, is spending a couple of weekswith her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Carr. DECEMBER 1940 Councillor Lewis Ruddy, of East Wawanosh, recently suf- fered a heart attack. His friends wish for him a speedy recovery. A very pretty wedding took place at St. Andrew's Presby- terian Manse, at noon on Sat- urday, December 14th, when Betty Mae Groves, daughter of Mr. Earl Groves and the late Mrs. Groves of Wingham, be- came the bride of Mr. William R. Hall of Bluevale, son of Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Hall. When examining a mink at the mink ranch on Sunday, Dr. A. R. DuVal received a nasty cut on his lip when the animal bit him. It was necessary to have the wound drawn together with stitches, Mrs. S. McGee has returned home after spending some time at Kingsville and Leamington. Mrs. J. A. Brandon, ofBel- grave, slipped on the sidewalk in front of Isard's store Satur- day evening and sprained her wrist. DECEMBER 1951 The Sacrament of Baptism was administered on Sunday morning at the St. Andrew's Presbyterian Church. Those re- ceiving the Sacrament were: Kenneth Hartley Smith, son of Mr. and Mrs. Hartley Smith; George Richard Welwood, son of Mr. and Mrs. Norman Wel- wood; Janna Lynne Ewing, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Del- bert Ewing; Gayle Louise Gah{ nett, daughter of Mr, and Mrs. J. Wilfred Gannett; Susan Jane Currie, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. R, John Currie; Judith Elizabeth Reid, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Scott Cr Reid; Ellen Irene Cruickshank, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Gerald W.Cruick' shank. Mr. and Mrs. Gordon ilu- NOW THAT WAS A WINTER!—Remember youngsters who have heard you talking the winter of '47? Or are we ever likely about the winter of the Great Snows and to forget it? Better show this one to your secretly think you are off your stick, 011( ingbant AbilancemEi Wingham, Ontario, Thursday, Dec. 30, 1965 SECOND SECTION SUGAR AND SPICE by Bill Smiley - The Organization Man All my life I have admired or- ganized people. This doesn't mean that I like them. In fact, my usual response to this type is instant hatred, because they make me look so confused in comparison. You know the sort of person 1 mean. The chap leering at you from the life insurance ads. Mortgage on house paid up, pen- sion all figured out, and a big, fat annuity when he retires at 60, And dies at sixty-one from sheer boredom because there's nothing left to organize. Then there's the wife who runs her house like clockwork. Everything on time. Not a dirty ash -tray. Not a half-hour in the day of pure bumming for any- body in the family. Surely it isn't her fault that her kids be- come greasy beatniks the min- ute they leave home, and her husband goes the normal course, from ulcer to coronary to stroke. Much as I detest organization, I've got to let admiration over- rule distaste. It's not easy, after a lifetime of comfortable chaos, but I've been driven to it. By my daughter, In a fit of teenage blues the other day, she was sounding off on the futility of life. Naturally, I told her she was crazy, that life was a glor- ious adventure, "Huh! Some adventure! Same old thing, day after day, week after week, year after year. Tell me, Dad, what do you and Mom have to look forward to?" Well, that struck home. It didn't seem quite the moment to talk about the resurrection and the life ever after, Or even about growing old gracefully. Or even about the sheer joy of hav- ing the living -room papered. It was tight there and then 1 decided she was right. I don't chanan and son Gregory left Saturday for a two weeks' va- cation in Florida. Mrs. George Beattie is spending the Christmas season at her !tonic in Montreal. plunge ahead toward a goal. I merely go around in ever -de- creasing circles. I don't seize life by the scruff of the neck and shake it. I merely beg it to leggo and stop shaking me. And this is the reason I, who has never made a serious New Year's resolution in my life, have a list of them drawn up. No more of this tottering from crisis to crisis. No more of this being late and lazy, inconsistent and inefficient, unhealthy and unwealthy. Resolved: that I'm going to stop fighting with my wife. In 20 years, I haven't won a single battle. Why spoil a record like this? Resolved: that I'm going to stop smoking, drinking and ogling. I think my lungs and liv- er are shot by now, so the first two don't amount to much. But the third one is liable to give me a heart attack from sheer indignation that these shameless hussies are allowed to go around like that on the beach. It says here. Resolved: that I'm going to stop pampering my kids. The next time Hugh suggests he needs another ten bucks, I'll punch him right in the nose., The next time Kim tells me I'm an old fud, I'll take a strap to her, It's going to be difficult, as he outweighs me by 10 pounds, and I couldn't beat that sweet if she committed murder. But or- ganization will make it possible. Resolved: that I'm going to take regular exercises, some- thing more strenuous than betid- ing my elbow, striking a match, or taking a cap off a jar of jant. Resolved: that this column will be written at My leisure, not to a deadline which means sprinting through the snow to the mailbox at 0.50 p.m. 1n my slippC'rs. Resolved: that I will make lesson plans like the other leachers, and not arrive daily, Unique Nursing Class to Graduate Centennial Year Twenty-two young Canadian girls will form part of a unique nursing class at Montreal's l'Hopital Marie Enfant in the New Year. As a Centennial project, "the contribution of l'hopital Marie Enfant to Canadian unity;" two girls from each province and two young Indians from the North will be enrolled next month in the hospital's School of Puericulture and Care of the Sick Child, with graduation from the 18 -months -long spe- cial nursing course scheduled for the Centennial Year of 1967. The project, announced by Canada's Centennial Commis- sioner, John Fisher, is being made possible by the co-opera- tion of the Quebec provincial government and the depart- ments of education of the other provinces, assisted by a grant of $4, 300 from the Centennial Commission, under the federal - provincial Youth Travel pro- gram. English-speaking students will be given intensive courses in French and French-speaking students in English, under the direction of bilingual tutors, so that in 1967 the girls chosen will form part of a graduating class of one hundred bilingual nursing specialists representing all provinces and the Northern territories. Excessive speed fatigues both man and machine. On the road, danger goes hand inliand with fatigue. "Slow down and live!" gaily, and ask, "Well, where were we yesterday?" Resolved: that I will stop being nice to people just be- cause I like them, and will as- siduously court those who can do me some good. Sorry, we've run out of space. There are 374 other resolutions, and I feel that I've just scratched the surface. But look for a more dynamic, disgusting Hill Smiley in '66. I'm -organ- ized.