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The old man calculated his approach
carefully and made his way to the putting
green. The pro walkedtowards the practice
tee but couldn't escape the burly, old gen:
tieman who extended a hand in greeting.
"Hi 'ya George, remember me?" he
asked. -
"Oh, yea. How are you," Canadikti
professional golfer George Knudson offered
in bewilderment as the old boy pumped his -
hand relentlesly.
"It was at the. Alberta Open in 1961.
Jerry's the name. You remember, eht"
The elderly fellow continued with the.
hearty handshake, with Knudson trying,
desparately to escape the 'clinch."Oh, is
that right," he said nodding in agreement to
everything the stranger said. Then he slowly
stole away to the practice tee.
For most of the. players at the Canadian
Professional Golfer's. Association (CPGA)
Tournament at Kitchener Westmount there
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were similar scenarios throughout the week
of practice rounds, pro -am appearances and
the
fourroulrids of tournament play.,
I have attended a few professional golf
tournaments and never could comprehend
why spectators seek recognition from
golfers. They asked for tees, golf balls,
autographs and in a few. cases, Arnold
Palmer obliged blushing young ladies with
hearty' smackers. It's all part of the job I
guess.
However, Knudson didn't bother to stop
and chat with this correspondent, firmly
grasp my ,hand saying, "Dave,you were a
spectator at the '72 and '74 Canadian Opens.
Remember me, George Knudson,- I was a
player." I would have played dumb anyway.
I trust, that like mostgolfing enthusiasts,
the majority of the spectators were in at-
tendance to witness some f golf. No-one ,
left disappointed - and `one could sense -that
each patron was dying to get out on the golf
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course the next day, as if watching the fine
shot malting of the pros would rub off on
their game through osmosis.
I would have to admit to having the salve
urge and the theory willbtested tomorrow.
But I have a nagging suu picion that my
game will still be of the short and crooked
variety.
Regardless, a trip- to a professional
tournament' is worth the effort for anyone
interested in the game. The pros offer a
finely honed and -.correct version of the game
and shots are made with ease and'precision,
like well oiled machines. -
To the spectator, the pros' play the game
with such ease,that it is difficult to com-
prehend why the hall doesn't behave in the
same manner when it leaves their clubs. In
effect, watching the pros play with such
nonchalance lends itself to increasing
frustration knowing haw difficult the game
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Terry Fox died Sunday morning, his cancer ravaged
body succumbing to the disease that had senselessly
claimed his limb years earlier. But the 22 -year old left
behind a legacy of hope, a legacy of determination and
inspiration that will live with all Canadians.
We knew him for just over a year but in that time Terry
became a hero. Never before has an individual captured
thehopes, dreams and hearts of an entire nation.
And it was basically because, in Terry, we all found the
sort of person that everyone would like to become. He
espoused the virtues; and ideals that we all cherish but
.seldom practice or achieve. .
" He was virtually unknown last April 12 when he
ceremoniously dipped his artificial limb into the Altantic
Ocean at St. Jahns, Newfoundland with a dream of hob-
bling across the continent. The dream fell short by half a
country geographically, but his selflessness and in-
domitable spirit united Canadians in a common bond from
coastto coast.
The curly headed hero' lifted our eyes beyond the in-
trospective, plastic world. and his unrelenting vision
opened our eyes to a world of courage, caring and sharing.
His motives were selfless and there was never a reason
to doubt his sincerity. While he clung .to the dream of
completing the run, his major goal was to help other
cancer victims, people he said were less fortunate than
himself..
His determination and discipline was almost ..in-
conceivable. For months he trained and honed his body in
preparation for the Marathon of Hope with 'a relentless
dedication.
Those qualities were most evident on the run as he Fox-
trotted through cities and towns of Canada and even when
the run came to a tearful and abrupt halt in Northern
Ontario, despite his languor, he left the trail with a
determined optimism.
He pounded across the country with a flop and step
motion that made his effort endearing to all. He ran and
limped through pain, sprains, blisters, chafing and quite
often blood aimlessly trickled off his right stump onto the
artificial limb.
But he hobbled onto perhaps, offer others a brighter
future. Canadians responded with over $23 million in
donations for cancer research and the total continues to
climb.
With the death of Terry Fox, Canada lost a unique and
genuine hero. But his memory, his deeds, his sincerity and
selfless determination will live with .everyone.
Canada will not forget Terry Fox. D.S.
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,The final salute
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actually is for the m,ajorlty.
But it was a pleasant weekend of sun and
golf and I left with a dilmena of sorts. Now,
this agent is hassling over a career as a
professional golfer or a professional
spectator. Under close scrutiny; both have
advantages.
The monetary advantages of one johover
the other are obvious and admittedly there
are definite risks in spectating. The sport is
prone to consumption of refreshing
beverages and on several occasions this
correspondent was almost the target Of
errant golf shots. Insurance costs alone put
damper.on spectating as a profession.
Els for golfing as a career, well, my driver
has been broken for about five years, and it
is my, understanding that a driver is an
essential tool on the golf tour.
So, I reluctantly reported for work and
Ray Floyd is breathing a little easier.
By Jason Ainslie
D
EAR REA
( The following are excerpts from a speech
given by Shirley J. Keller at the 80th anniversary
luncheon of the Goderich Women's Institute
Wednesday at MacKay Centre for Seniors.)
An 80th anniversary; is a tremendous milestone
to achieve. It takes some -doing to guide an
organization over eight consecutive decades and
have it emerge strong and vibrant. And 'there is
no doubt in my mind that the Women's Institute
has all the ingredients to be very much alive and
very useful, even in today's changed world.
Over 80 years, this; organisation will have seen
many changes.
I know, for instance, that • the Women's In-
stitute set out in the beginnng . to be an in-
strument by which women - particularly rural
women - could learn to be better housewives,
homemakers and mothers.
That wasa noble goal 80 years ago and it is still
an exciting challenge.
And strangely. (*tough, in - today's
sophisticated, well-educated society, it is pro-
bably even more important than ever before in
history. °
Which one of you, for instance, does not know
of a marriage in trouble or maybe even dissolv-
ing partnership?
Or which of you hasn't he rd bf a young
mother who doesn't know ho
benrd nourish her
family properly, despite an abundance of top
quality food. in the stores year-round and a more
than adequate food budget to spend?
Or who doesn't know what, heartaches can be
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caused by simply failing to managehousehold___.
money well in a time of 'spiralling -inflation?
Andso today, the challenge for the Women's
Institute right here in Goderich is greater than it
has ever been. Years ago, members of the
Women's Institute . worked • hard to dispell ig-
norance in women, about such basic things as
pasteurizing milk.
Today, in our modern world of technology,
we're fighting arrogance and affluence; greed
and gluttony; 'apathy and lethargy.
In my opinion, these are the plagues of modern
living, and they are as crippling and as
• devastating as smallpox or diptheria were a .
:entury ago. •
Let's discuss arrogance first. '
° The snobs have always been with us, but 1981
snobbery is a bit different. It holds that each per-
son has a right to live his or her life without ever
considering his or her God-given responsibilities.
We're in the "I" generation...I come first, I need
such and such, I want so and so.
Being- an egotist has only one good point; an
egotist doesn't do much talking about other peo-
ple.
Arrogance tends to see things a little different-
ly. It sees motherhood, for instance, as self-
fulfilment rather than a lifetime commitment to
another human being. Taking, not giving.
'Arrogance sees marriage as a kind of tem-
porary merger that may or may not last, rather
than a lifetime partnership needing hard work
and fidelity to succeed.
___..Arrogance sees homemaking as a second-rate
state, a part-time activity to be considered only
after all other selfish needs are met. Career
satisfaction, financial goals and personal ambi-
tions come first. -
And arrogance condones "getting out" at the
slightest provocation - through divorce if it is an
unwanted spouse...or an abortion if it is an un-
wanted child.
Arrogance - the absence of discomfort of any
kind - is the first plague. °
And then there's affluence. The condition of
having too much money for our own good.
Too much money can be more troublesome
than not enough. Too much money makes irs lazy
about everything from cooking nourishing meals
to getting enough exercise.
The irony of having too much money is saddest
perhaps, when people get so wrapped up in giv-
ing their children what they didn't, have, _that
they neglect to give them what they did have - a
kiss on the way out to school and someone to tuck
them in at night; picking sweet wild strawber-
ries in the fence rows with mom and making jam
for our toast; homemade soup and freshly baked
bread on a blustery winter afternoon; a family
sing -song on Saturday night and family worship
on Sunday; snuggling down into sun -bleached
pyjamas on fresh -air dried sheets.
Affluence: Over -abundance misused - the se-
cond plague.
Greed grips the world. It causes wars and
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I joined the immoral majority on the
weekend and had a swell time at the Second
Annual Goderich and District Optimist
Music Festival and Friends.'
erhaps we were all short a few brain
cells on Monday morning, but not to worry. I
don't think of them as being destroyed, I
fondly think of them as being set free.
I have thoroughly enjoyed the festivals of
the last two years and want t� congratulate
the Optimists for a job well done. There isn't
enough of this kind of thing in Goderich or in
Huron County and I for one treasure it.
The Optimist group is the newest club inR
Goderich and has come up with one of the
most imaginative fund-raising events I have
seen. And they geared it towards one of the
most ignored segments of Huron County:
the 20 to 30 year old c rQr
Some people may' find` that statement
pretty hard to believe but I think it's' true
because I am part of that crowd. Maybe
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some are thinking that we have everything
going for us and why do we need organized
events such as the music festival.
The fact remains. There is very little to do
around hereand we simply take our money
elsewhere for entertainment. I don't play
- baseball or hockey and I'm not into bingo.
But I enjoy live music with a passion and
m not alone. So I go to Toronto, I go to
London, I go to Hamilton. But now we have
our own music festival for a weekend a year
and that makes me happy.
I was pretty happy on the weekend,
wandering around with my blanket, my
camera, my suntan oil, chewing on Knobby
Dogs, and deriving immense enjoyment out
of the people around me. ,
'My sister, decked out in her cowboy hat
and boots and tatoo, spent the entire
weekend in the beer tent. Every hour or so,
she'd come looking for me to say, "I'm
gonna go back in there and beat that chick
up! I, wasn't sure what chick she was
talking about, but that didn't matter. She
was having a good time. - •
Two of my favorite people came from orit.
of town with their three young sons to take in
some music and the fireworks Saturday
dight. The two older boys each bought straw
hats for $2 each and the younger one got all
wet playing in the water fountain with some
other kids, I got a good laugh out of one
youngster who was uncomfortable in his wet
things, so he just peeled them all off. '
I played frisbee for a while in the corner of
the park, but that ended when I threw it over
the fence and right down to the bottom of the
ravine. Whoops. •
Sunday came and people came drifting
back to the park with far -away looks in their
eyes. My sister was still there, talking about .
beating somebody up.
I drifted over to Guatamala Jim's blue bus
and purchased a great shirt for $5. -(I talked
. him down from $6.50.) Then I wandered over
to another booth and bought a festival T-
shirt and changed into it in the washrooms.
The I decided to go to the beer tent to
cheek out the action, but I couldn't get in
unless I bought a bar-b-que ticket. That was
alright, because the bar-b-qued chicken was
wonderful stuff. ( You can only eat a certain
number of Knobby Dogs before weird things
happen to you.)
I thought that the music was great. It is
time people around here are exposed to
more than second-rate bar bands and
realize that there is a wealth of talent in
Ontario that writes and performs their own
stuff. And they wanttoplay for us.
To the 'Optimists, a- big thank -you from
me. Don't worry about my brain cells. I
have some left for next year.
cath
wooden
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