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PAGE 12, WEDNESDAy, MAY 5,, 1976, WIIITBY FREE PRESS Mother's Day is coming up Sunday, and what better gift is there for mother than a geranium? nhe members of the Whitby Kiwanis Club wil be selling Mother's Day geraniums Thursday, Friday and Saturday to raise funds for the development of Heydenshore Park and other club projeets. The flowers wiII be on sale from 6 p.m. ta 9 p.m. Thursday- and Friday and ail day Saturday at Town Funeral* Chapel, the Brewer's Retail and Liquor Stores, Dominion Store on Brock Street, and the Miracle Mart at Dundas and Frances Streets. Kiwanis memnbers ail set for selling geraniums (above) are Harry Simipson, Jack I'--udge, Brick Evans, Jack Town and Ian Shaw. Free Press --'l.oto Policy on The Durham Board of Police Commissioners has set down a policy on high spced chases by members of' the regional police force. Whitby Council's admninis- trative cornrittec hail askcd for an (utline of'th policy shortly a 1tle r a Whithy women was kiled whien lier câir was liii by a vcliclc allegedly being pursued by a region.al police cruiiser. The policy for high speed chases is "No off'icer of the force will continue a pursuit of any vehicle whcere suchi continuance represents danger to life and property", according to the letter. The board's guidelines for high speed driving are "Police officers shall not drive dangerously when responding to any situation" and "Wlhen approaching a traffic light, a police officer shall slow to a speed whlere he can stop, shiould it be necessary". Give Mom a break on 14 9 Pi'ck up a bucket or barrel of Kentucky Fried Chicken! Kentuck 1fried 6 kc Colonel Sanders and his boys make it -linger lickin' good" tottïckickenVilQa. OVER .10Ã" LOCATIONS IN ONTARIO -SEE VOUR PHONýE 80K FOR THE ONE NEAREST YOU. by BINWNE The Hardy Boys series has reached international fame in 50 years, and has been read bY commtlhei.ss millions ofyoung readers. 1 arni sure there is nol a bo(y anywFmere who Fias rea(l the books, who has not at somne tirne irnagined him- self as Frank or Joe Hardy. 1 was no exception. I was introduccd to the Hlardy Boys while attendîng Onondaga Camp near Min den, Ont. in the mid 1950s. The camp had a library well stocked with Hardy Boys books (the originals too) and I devoured them avidly during the "rest hour" every day after lunch. My best friend at the time, when we were both about eight or nine years old was Tom Kent, the son of the camp nurse. We got together and played Hardy Boys for at Ieast îhree years eachi surnmer, before we outgr'-w the fad. llaving bothi read The Tower Treasure the first book iii tle series, we we re O1)sessed with treasure and \vaited Io find sonie. Our treasure îurned ouI 10 be quartz, a crystaline white rock, radlier rare amnongst the ,,ranite masses of lialîburton. You iîad 10 search flor iî 10 find i., and therein lay the challenge and Adventure. Tom and I set about collecting as miuchi of this quartz as we could, and stashed it away in snal caves or buried it under piles of leaves in seve rai locations ifl the woods back of our cabin. lnspired by the Hardy Boys, Tomi gave our partner- ship the na me of "The l'etzerlhoods",(why 1 don't know), and our cache bce- caine kiiown as "The Quartz Rock Treasure". Oýmr advenittres became qLite a parallel to those of the Hardy Boys, as muchi as the setting would allow, for there was always soniebody trying to steal our treasure. A rival gang of three boys namred Lawson, Martin and Titus appeared, and every Sunday afternoon du ring our free time, they would steal our caches of quartz and hide them some place else in the woods, usuaîly in a hollow under a pile of ]eaves. The Fetzerhoods, would then go out and try to find the stolen treasure. Some- timies we were successful in getting il back and sometimes flot. The woods becamne »filled with caches of quartz and Titus discovered a vein of pure quartz in a rockbed deep in the woods, and the Fetzerhoods, hot on their trait were flot long in finding it too. This becamne kiown as the "6quartz mine" and our separate groups raided it on every possible occasion and took off with the valuable contents to hide it away in the woods. The last stand of the Fetzerhoods came the day the boys left camp in the summer that 1 was 10 years old. Tom had discovered one of our rival gang's quartz caches and gathered ail the rocks up in a cardboard box which he placed by the camp garage. He told me that he would hide it after camp closed, when the rival gang was gone, and would inform me by secret letter where it was hidden. Alas, when the letter came, he told me that before he could get to it, his box of quartz has been hauled off to the camp dump by an over- zealous garbage collector. Thus ended the three-year life of the Fetzerhoods, but there is a sequel to the story. My reading of the Hardy Boys had convinced me that 1 wanted to become a detec- tive. 0f course, that's what Tom and 1 were doing al] summer at camp,--outwitting and being outwitted by our rival gang, the bad guys stealing treasure from the good guys, and the Fetzer- hloods recovering it in truc l-larrly Boys style. My last attempt at playing detective involved a real criminal case, right here in Whitby, but I made a sorry Mess of il and drew a blank. 1 was in grade five at King Street Scliool, after a sumnmer as one of the Fetzerhoods, and discovered one day that some villian hiad broken open the school office door with a paper cutter and had stolen some nmoney. In truc Hardy Boys fashion, 1 asked the Principal, Jerry Stachow, if 1 could investigate the crime during recess, for 1 was a detective and was sure 1 could solve the miystery of the missing noney. He agreed to my request and 1 crawled about the office during recess, looking for. dlues. Al I managed to do was disturb a lot of dust, spring a mousetrap under a couch, and mess up a few papers on the principals desk. Under the couch I found my only dlue, a piece of Kleenex with dried blood on it, which 1 submitted to Mr. Stachow. However, 1 considered I had failed to solve the mystery, and was no longer worthy of being a Hardy Boy, a Fetzerhood, or whatever else. as your autobiography is published, 1 add my own story of how your writing affected my life. This littie article is dedicated to you as a tribute from one of the millions of boys who was inspired by your characteri- zation of. the- Hardy Boys and tried to emulate them. THE-HARDY BOYS A personal reminiscence ;Edo~ k M% I.