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The Huron Expositor, 1982-09-08, Page 21 .;lig Q!xpositor Since 1860; Serving the.Communify first , Incorporating rBrus.eIs Post founded 1872 12 Main St. 527-0240 Published at SEAFORTH, ONTARIO every Wednesday afternoon by Signal -Star Publishing Limited Jocelyn A. Shrier, Publisher Susan White, Editor 4' ®c''A H.W. (Herb) Turkhelm, Advertising Manager Member Canadian Community Newspaper Association, Ontario' Community Newspaper Association and Audit Bureau of Circulation A member o/ the Ontario Press Council icartaalaitraiitr !ABC Subscription rates: tri .Canada $17 a year (In advance) Cn outside Canada $50. a year (in advance) C% Single Copies - 50 cents each tme Second class mail registration number 0696 SEAFORTH, OI1TARlO, SEPTEMBER 8, 1982 feet's think this over Seaforth needs a new firehall. The present one, in the town hall, has served for nearly 90 years and It's cramped and out of date. So much so that the Seaforth volunteer department's latest piece of equipment, a; new tanker truck, won't fit through the door.- Just about everyone who's thought about the 'natter' can agree on that...the fire area committee, the firemen, the councils of the five municipalities involved and most reasonable ratepayers. We think the need for a new firehall has been proven beyond a doubt too. But what we're not sure about is whether it's necessary to be in quite so much of a hurry to buy an existing building in Seaforth's industrial park and convert•it to a firehall. Fireman Jim Sills raised questions about the building's suitability (it's too big) and its cost versus that of a brand new, built -to -order, firehall in last week's Expositor. • One of his concerns, and we share it, is that a firehall 'should be•built with a long future in mind. If Seaforth's town council in the mid 1890s had converted an existing warehouse for its firemen rather than including a firehall in its spanking new town hall, would that firehall still be n use 90 years later? We doubt it. And it's that sort of forward looking thinking that we need from the present fire area' committee. We applaud the firemen's decision, at a meeting Tuesday night, to ask the fire area committee to sit down with them and discuss the whole question of a new firehall. \. Let's get everyone's cards on the table and come up with the best. possible, built to last firehall, at the best price to protect all the people of Seaforth and area. The more we think about it, the biggest question is one of location. An uptown site, one that gives fast access to all the roads leading out of town and avoids Main St. traffic bottlenecks, one that isn't cut off by railway tracks, is crucial for a new firehall. We don't know if one can be found. Fire area committee'chairman,Bill Brown says the last search concluded the industrial park area was the best possible location. For many reasons: traffic, the tracks, the fact that most calls are to the north of town while the site is in the south, and the necessity for all firefighters to drive to the new hall after the alarm sounds, we find i1 hard to agree. Local firemen were generous last year when the arena crisis came up and agreed to hold off on a badly needed new home til an arena was built. It's their turn how and we share their concer that the firehall be the right building in the right place. A bit of delay whi a they and the fire committee talk things over won't hurt anyone. Her third husband Tr© @dotbQ I am writing the biography of Kathleen Blake Coleman. "Kit of the Mail" a columnist for the old Toronto Mail and Empire between 1889 and 1911. Kit was the world's first accredited woman war corre- spondent and the first advice columnist. I am now trying to find out more about Kit's third husband, Dr. Theobold Coleman. According to the records I have Dr, Coleman was born in Seaforth on 16 January 1870, the son of Dr. and Mrs. J.J. Coleman. He entered the University of Toronto in1888 and graduated in 1893, then interned under Sir William Osier at Johns Hopkins. He met Kit sometime in 189' and married her when she returned from covering the Spanish American War in 1898. Dr. Coleman then became the first company doctor at Inco's Sudbury operation. The family moved to Hamilton in 1903. Kit died in May, 1915 and Dr. Coleman, who later married one Edythe Milner, died on 5 December 1928. If you. or any of your readers can give me any more information about Dr. Coleman ani Remember Oddz °w Endo by t ©t i® 4owngh@lid Last week we thought about some of Nature's creatures that buzz. The common housefly seemed pesky but harmless. But what about the buzzing creatures that carry a sting or bite along with their buzz? How many times this summer were you chased out of your garden by a swarm of malicious little black flies that would take a chunk of your skin for ransom if they could? Ladies, I've heard those kind of vampires like hair spray. 1 never use hair spray but they don't seem to notice. They come after me. anyway. I've also been told that bees will not sting you. unless you provoke them. Does anyone know flow to persuade a bee to stop buzzing around your head without provoking him? i haven't met a bee yet that understands the simple plea "Please go away." Too much waving or twitching could frighten or irritate the flying wonder. and a mouth opened to emit a scream might represent too big a target for a bee coming in for a landing. Many a hasty retreat has been made indoors justto escape a probably innocent but nevertheless menacing creature that has a buzz One of the tiniest flying wonders. that can shorten an evening's relaxation in the backyard is the mosquito. For w hat it's worth, a TV comedian explained that only a female mosquito bites his family, please contact me. Robin F. Rowland, 33 Duggan Ave.. Toronto. Ontario M4V IYI Six more years it would beapprecieted if sou would estend nix subscription for sit more sears. Thank yon Mas 1 add that I enios sour fine w eekl more ;incl more so please ttor't change an of sour regular features. Murray Farrell Toronto Reader is aged 106 Enclosed please find cheque for S12,50 In coyer an extension Of nls aunt's subscrip- tion to the Brussels Post. Ms aunt. Mrs, Margaret Ballents nc ss d1 he one hundred and six years old on Scots mher 5. and still enjoys nesss of Brussels ss here she lis cid for mans years. At present she is a patient to Grace ( hrnnic ( arc Hnspttal. Toronto. Mrs ) D Cameron Don Mills that buzz and she doesn't hue' It's the male that buries. and w hen he does. he's lust courting a female mosquito. Therefore if sou hear a mosquito bu'nng. you have nothing to worn about. It's when you don't hear anything that you should worry. And. if sou hear a mosquito hurling and the hurling suddenly stops. vnu can always watch. One of the most perplexing ironies has probably been experienced h ,everyone at some time or another You cr wl into hcd after a hard day's work Yo rc exhausted. You need a good night's sleep Your muscles begin to relax, Your mind stops churning mer the rim's events. Yon begin to drossy: 5,,u're slipping into your dream world Then you hear it The unmistakcahlc burr of a mosquito. Your es es pop open. "There's a mosquito to ms room' And he's going'to bite me to hits' And to thr.lnorning I'll he so itchy I'll go era's.'" You could get up. turn on the light and look for him. but common sense tells vnu that you'll never find him So. sou gist lie in hcd and the only thing sou Lan think about is how itchy you're going to he to the morning. Finally the huning sups You tell yourself hes gone away. and sou can go to sleep naw , You begin the relaxing procedure again. It 'almost works. hut then you begin to itch. You spend the whole night drifting between drowsiness and itchiness. You know most of the itches are imaginars. but your mind lust won't bus it You can chalk up another sleepless night to one of Nature's creatures that makes a buzzing sound OpOdam Expositor b The Messrs. Scott Brothers, dealers in musical instruments in Seaforth have sold two pianos which were shipped to Manitoba. One sold for 5650 and the second for 5900. While building an oat sack, John Dixon of Roxboro, McKillop fell to the ground. His shoulder was dislocated and collar bone fractured. Last spring, the Expositor printed a statet]ent to the effect that bugs could be excluded from peas by soaking the seed in coal oil before sowing. Despite neighbours saying the seed would never grow, Robert Charters of Mill Road tried it and has a splendid crop. free of bugs. His neighbour, Gordon McAdam. sowed unsoaked seed and found the crop, upon harvest. full of bugs. Messrs, Houghton and Kyle shipped a car load of horses for Winnipeg recently, Although a large number of horses have been sent out of Huron County in the last six months, statistics show there are still over 22.000 horses remaining. SEPTEMBER 6, 1907 An exceedingly sad accident in which a cure works 1882 On h ygon agcot@ mother and daughter lost their lives occurred inthe Osgoode House in Toronto. Mrs. John McEwing of Hullett and Mrs. John Shannon, of McKillop were suffocated by gas while ,sleeping in their room at the hotel. The two were attending Exhibition with Mr. t h e Ex McEwing and an uncle John Watt. The corner stone of the new Presbyterian Church in Winthrop is to ;be laid in an afternoon ceremony. Following a program, tea is to be served on the lawn at the home of Mrs. A. Govenlock. Milton McArter of Brussels has secured a situation in a dry good store in Orillia. He and his wife have left for that town. Robert Thuell of Brussels. now employed in a foundry in Berlin was in town recently. He plans to move with his wife and family to Berlin in October. At a special meeting of Seaforth town council, it was decided to offer a 5300 reward for the detection and conviction of those responsible for recent late night fires. AUGUST26, 1932 In the Canada year book of 1931 recently issued; one learns that Seaforth has 15 industries, They represent a capital of $555,481; eniploy 141 persons; pay annual wages of 5134,423; use materials costing $562,782 annually; and gross value of their products amounts to 5855,027, Where have they gone? Strange sights were noticed by Mr, E. Adams of Hullett when he was going to the bush for cows. He noticed a deer and fawn grazing in the pasture for about 10 minutes before the deer took Flight. While plastering at -the new theatre, John Frost, Harry Waterhouse and James Blair were thrown to the floor a distance of eight feet when 'the scaffold gave way. Ankle sprains and fractures resulted. Albert Venius, aged 9, son of Mr. and Mrs. William Venius fell a distance of 20 feet In a bin at the Walverton Flour mill, As a result, both legs were broken. SEPTEMtrER 20,1957 A 550,000 fire destroyed the Cromarty Feed and Chopping Mill and left one family homeless. Owned by the Great Star Flour Mills Limited, the mill was managed by Archie Cooper off Mitchell. The fire damaged the home of Norman Harburn and ignited the roof of the Presbyterian Church. • A twister in the Hensall area damaged barns and uprooted trees. A roof was torn off a barn owned .by Donald Hulbert of RR3, Zurich. A roof of a barn owned by Dr. James W. Bell, south of Mensal) was also destroyed. Over $7,000 in prize money is being offered at the 112th annual Seaforth Fall Fair. Directors of the Seaforth Agricultural Society have erected a new booth for the Seafoth W.I. They are continuing their policy of adding to the permanent structures off the agricultural park. Harvesting turnips, an Carly area photo loaned by Mrs. Elwin Wilson shows Mr. Wilson's father and grandfather. The people at the bottom produce D@Mnca7 OQ@n*0 Government. big business, even big unions on both sides of the border are gravely concerned about the state of health of several nig companies these days. It seemed isolated a couple of years ago sx hen Chrysler Corporation was in trouble but now the trend is established as more and more companies either go under, or teeter on the brink of bankruptcy, Suddenly the unthinkable, the closing down of some of the largest companies in the land. has become fact and the leaders of business, industry, gm. ernme it and labour arc all trying to find the patches needed to keep the companies afloat, Two of the largest companies in trouble are both directly involved in agriculture. Govern- ment and the banking system have already made hes,y commitments to keep Massey - Ferguson Limited in Canada going. The same economic ills have struck international Harvester Co. in the U.S. The economic annalysts have many fancy terms for the problems both companies arc in but simple fact explains the whole problem. As Macicans magazine put it, "Farmers who are receiving only 53.18 for a bushel of corn that cost 53."1 to produce arc not likely to seek out their local equipment dealers when the current harvest is finished." But all our experts in economics and business management don't see it like that They may come up with many fancy solutions 1o.xard Christmas, we hear that rather maudlin line only too often. "Christmas is for heshddren." rind commercially it is. as we tin out and hue them 10 times as mans presents 55 we got when we wcrc kids. 131)1 I'd like 'to amend that slogan somewhat. and make it. "Summer is for the hildren I'm talking from experience. As summer sx aned. I was waning quite a bit along with it. I've been swimming twice. has en't even had my golf clubs out of the hag. ;ii d haven't dipped a fishing line in the water Sounds like a total blank, but it wasn't Instead of participating, I was coaching Two grandsons, eight and six. were in spend .luly Lithos. Four weeks. I knew it was going to he hectic. but I figured we could stand it. And we did. If "standing it" means hying on your knees when they left. But it was a great experience. For the kids They went to day camp. The older (int-- learned nelearned to dive like a seal. the younger to swim. They wcrc already con artists, but honed their skills on their grandfather by developing a sudden and overwhelming thirst every timt we got near a pop stand. and a similar hunger every time they came within smelling distance of french fries. Migawd, how those kids can eat. Each of them cats more than my wife and I put together. Our grocery bill shot up astronom scally. How their mother is going to feed them in another couple of years I have no idca by/ G3oicb hvolz4aA to cure our current mess but they seldom look for a nice simple solution. Reaganomics with its talk about creating wealth at the top that will "trickle down" to the people below so that everyone benefits is just one current answer to the problems. It's just as wrong-headed as all the rest. AT THE TOP? Wealth is not, and never has been, created at the top of a system. Fancy -dressed businessmen in their glass offices on Wall Street of Bay Streyef do not create money. They simply fiddle around with money other people have created and make a good deal of money for themselves by doing it. Money is created by the people at the bottom of the pyramid. Real money is created by the farmer who takes sunlight which is free and combines it with the minerals of the soil to create a commodity to sell. That is the basic unit of the whole economy. The farmer, the fisherman, the miner who digs minerals from the earth, these arc the people who create wealth To make his job easier the farmer may buy chemical fertilizers, weed sprays and pesti• cides and he creates a chemical industry. He uses machinery whether combines. tractors or trucks and creates a demand for machinery which puts people to work in the cities. He sells his food to be processed and'this creates more work, whether in proocssing plants, supermarkets. trucking depots or fast-food restaurants. Now all these people who work in factories. drive trucks sell groceries or pop. hamburg- ers in svtrofoam cartons may want. for their comfort, colour television sets. dishwashers, new furniture or new cars and they then create more jobs but they are simply recycling the money that was created down on the farm tor in the mine or on the fishing boat). The problem is that our experts. having spent years in school learning all the fancy combinations and 'permutations of economic theory. don't see it that way. They have basically taken the obvious and made it so difficult to understand that they can't see it any mote. WOOD AND WATER Our society has become so wrapped up xith Irving to take Canada away from being hewers of wood and drawers of water in the last couple of generations that we've ignored just how important to,-trs it is to have somebody out there hewing the wood and drawing the water. We've turned our back so much on the land that we can't keep its importance in perspective. The design has been to make people spend so little on food that they'll have lots to spend on luxuries. That's what's behind the demands that farmers become more "effi- cient". that such things as marketing boards which guarantee farmers a decent living be scrapped because if people spend 10 cents a dozen less for eggs they're suppose to have so much mote to spend on important things like vacations in Florida or Pacman computer games. The problem with making farmers more "efficient'', however, has been that it has cut off the creation of new wealth at the roots. Not only do farmers not have the money to buy equipment and create job because of low prices but the number of farmers has declined so rapidly that there isn't enough support to keep all those big equipment companies going even when prices are good. It seems that if Mr. Reagan and Mr. MacEachen were smart they'd stop worrying about how to keep the big guys alive and worry about how to make the little guys. the farmers. the fishermen. the local shop keeper or small manufacturer prosper. Instead of his "trickle down" theory. Mr. Reagan might find the "trickle up" a lot more successful. Summer is for the children ESQ ©Q @fig 2,12= BOOD Ua50Q y But they weren't the only ones to learn a lot during the summer. I did. I learned, or re -learned. a lot about what makes tittle boys tick, what makes them suddenly sullen and silent, or gabby and gregarious. what drives them into a sudden fist fight out of.4he blue. and how to threaten, coerce. and tease then into going to hcd after 14 hours of nonstop activity. I learned how to stand still and allow them to climb me like a ladder, so that I could serve as a diving board, I learned a new type of baseball in which six hits and you're out. I learned that. with the utmost concentration. I can heat 8-year•old Nikov in chess. I learned a good deal about sdecer; that you gel your feet wet when you play on the hack lawn while the dew is heavy. I learned that kids will cat a peanut butter and honey sandwich at any hour of the day or night. I learned that if you give kids a centimeter. they want a kilometer. I learned that, even at eight. boys these days are conscious of their hairdo. After a number of experiences, I learned that there's no point whatever in buying them a new gimmick, 'they wrecked three (cheap) tennis rackets out of four in two days, and quickly destroyed other instruments of pleasure by stepping on them. using them to smash something. or pulling them apart to sec limy they work. I relearned how an older brother can look after a vcunger. and how a younger tries to emulate everything the older one does. at the risk of breaking his neck. I went through it with my kid brother years ago. but I had forgotten. 1 detested him because he was always following me arid my gang around, even though I'd threaten him with horrible things if he didn't stop. But I never let anyone bully him. And he stood up for me. Each time I'd get in a fight in the schoolyard. which was fairly often, he'd stand by and cry his head off. Similarly. Nik despises Balind at times, but when there's a crisis (chest cold. wasp stings. a had tumble) he puts his arm around him. coos sympathy like a mother, and leads him to Gran or Girandad for treatment. Typical. They were playing baseball one day. 1 sat watching and waiting for a window to he smashed. Suddenly Balbnd began screaming with pain. He'd ventured into a bee's nest that we weren't aware of, as he pursued a triple. and had been sttrhg twice. Nikov dragged him in. arm around his shoulders, "Poor Balind. The bees stung him." I dredged up an old memory of putting baking soda on nee stings. We did, along with ice cubes, and 10 minutes later we were out slaughtering those bees with spray, Nikov killing them mercilessly. I mentioned coaching. Maybe I'll switch toy teaching Physical Education this fall. 1 taught the little gtiy to keep his eye on the hall, not his brother. when he was hitting baseballs to be fielded. He got it. and was soon hitting them deep into the jungle around our backyard. I taught them not to kick a hard soccer ball directly at the head of their grandmother. 1 taught them that when you were diving off a rock. you made sure you weren't diving onto another rock. I could go on, hut it's boring. But I learned one more thing. When you have Grandkids for a weekend. you're delighted to see them, and overjoyed when they leave. But the longer you have them, the more you miss them when they leave. No more Balind saying: "I don't want to live in a basement apartment, 1 just want to live in an ordinary house like this," He wanted to stay until Christmas. No more Nikov, cooking very carefully scrambled eggs for the gang and apologizing about their texture. No more two little towheads side by ,side, sleeping like exhausted angels. Or devils. 0