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Section Two The Canadian Statesman, Bowmanville, Wednesday, September 21,1994 3 Ward Two Candidate Comments On Clarington's Main Priorities Dear Editor: I would like to take this opportunity opportunity to let people know who I am and why I am running for the position of local councillor for ward two in the upcoming municipal election. I am currently a grade 5/6 teacher with the Northumberland and Clar- ington Board of Education. I have been with the Board since 1989. I lived in Bowmanville for four years and during that time I have been involved involved in many community events and projects. As Chairman of the Name Change Committee in 1992, I was given the chance to meet people from all over our municipality and I got a first hand look at local government in action. action. I enjoyed my term on this committee committee and this launched my interest in local affairs. The volunteer group that I was fortunate enough to work with was given the mandate to come up with a new name for the Town of Newcastle with the greatest amount of public input possible. Whether or not one was in favour of a change of names, the process was open, honest, and accessible. This is, I believe, how a local government must be run. I am currently a member of the Clarke Museum and Archives where .1 hold the position of Vice-Chairman Reader Objects to Incinerator Dear Editor: At a time when Port Hope and Port Granby may soon find a solution for the historical low-level radioactive radioactive wastes located in their community, community, it is incredible that the Ontario Coalition for Integrated Waste Management Management is advocating a new form of toxic waste dump. I refer to the Coa- Newfoundland Town Celebrates Anniversary Dear Editor: The Town of Channel Port aux Basques, Newfoundland, has formed a Celebration '95 committee to commemorate commemorate the 50th year of the Town's incorporation, and a Come Home Year is scheduled for July 21 - August 5,1995, in conjunction therewith. therewith. Expatriate residents, who haven't yet received an invitation for the homecoming celebrations are asked to either phone the Town Hall at (709) 695-7302, or write to: Celebration Celebration '95, P.O. Box 70, Port aux Basques, NE AOM ICO. We look forward to hearing from you. Sincerely, Edwina Fudge Bateman Celebration '95 Committee lition's proposal to convert the Wesley Wesley ville Generating Station into a garbage garbage incinerator. Despite the current provincial ban on all new incinerators, incinerators, the Coalition hopes to include the incineration question on the November November ballot in Hope Township. If the referendum is approved, and the community votes in favour of the conversion, it is highly unlikely that the federal government will spend the billions of dollars needed to move the existing radioactive wastes. Furthermore, Furthermore, host communities that are currently currently being considered for the radioactive radioactive wastes will revolt in protest. Why should any community be expected expected to relieve Port Hope of its toxic toxic garbage, if they are so readily prepared prepared to welcome it in another form? Make no mistake. Incinerator fly ash can be just as lethal as low-level radioactive waste. The current provincial provincial ban is an environmentally responsible responsible position that is carefully laid out in the booklet, "The Case Against Solid Waste Incineration." The booklet is available free of charge by calling 1-800-565-4923. It is critical that we all understand how deadly the by-products of incineration incineration can be to air, water, land and human human health. Sincerely, Suzanne Elston of the board. Recently, I was involved involved with the citizens group that voiced concerns over the planned reconstruction reconstruction of Church. Street. Through teamwork and compromise, an agreement was reached that minimized minimized the effect to homeowners while increasing the safety for motorists. motorists. Even though this has been a quiet Fall so far, there are many issues that must be addressed in the upcoming campaign. Bowmanville's recreational recreational facilities have lagged behind population population growth. Finding available spots at the pool and the arenas for children in the community has become a difficult difficult and often frustrating battle. It is expected that by 1996 the population of Clarington will reach 60,000. Plans for additional recreational space has to be a priority now. High taxes will be an issue in any election and in Clarington we are certainly certainly no exception. Currently, only about 15 percent of our tax revenue comes from an industrial and commercial commercial base. This is at least 10 percent percent lower than municipalities of similar similar size and the rest is more pressure on individual taxpayers in the community. community. More has to be done to attract attract industry to make Bowmanville, and indeed all of Clarington, a place to live and work. There have been many clashes on the current council that have been of a personal nature. I feel that it is time to get a new perspective and some fresh ideas. I have made arrangements arrangements to meet with local boards and executives, merchants, individuals, and service groups to listen to their ideas and concerns. I would be glad to hear from you, or any group that ' you may represent. I certainly do not have all of the answers, but I am open and receptive. If you would like to speak to me, or lend me your help in the upcoming election, please do not hesitate to call. Sincerely, David Wing Candidate Local Councillor Ward Two Phone: 263-1167. by Laura J. Richards Should recycling be an election issue? issue? That question came up in a conversation,recently. conversation,recently. While it may not qualify as an issue, issue, I would like to know why our recycling recycling program is so far behind other municipalities/regions? In Northumberland County, recycling recycling includes: • glass bottles and jars (clear and colored); • metal cans; • plastic bottles and jugs (PETE 1 or 2) • box board; • flattened corrugated cardboard, brown envelopes and paper bags. In Metro Toronto these items go into Blue Box collections: • glass bottles and jars; • metal cans; • plastic bottles and jugs including anti-freeze jugs, (well-rinsed) but not motor oil containers. • corrugated cardboard; • as of Oct. 1, aluminum foil including including rigid containers such as pie plates, take-out food containers and roasting and baking pans. Foil wrap is a no-no.; • and of course, newspapers and magazines and the old telephone book. It is absolutely amazing, isn't it, to see other areas recycling so much more than what is recycled here in Durham Region. In other areas, plastic containers such as margarine or yogurt tubs are included in Blue Box pick-ups. Why not here? ■*** While we are talking about recycling, recycling, I have often wondered how many people use the digesters that are out in the market place? While living in Oshawa, my house-mates and I had two digesters going as well as a composter. A digester is an airtight component shaped like a cone (however, I have seen digesters of other shapes lately) with the widest part inserted into the ground. What cannot be placed in a regular composter can usually go in the digester. digester. Things like meats, bones, fats and pet waste. However, unlike composters, this stuff is not meant to be dug out to be applied to gardens. Take it from me -- leave it be! I have had the unique opportunity to dig out a digester to fill in the hole afterwards afterwards . Pee-.yew! We used two of these devices because because we had problems. One was that one digester simply didn't do what it was supposed to do, while the one we bought from Durham Region did. *** While at the Port Hope Fair over the weekend I picked up "Waste Knot," a publication of the Public Outreach Committee for Waste Management Management Education. Waste Knot has a number of different different feature-type articles and includes a cartoon: Cornelius, the Conserver Bear. With pictures, articles and cartoons, cartoons, this four-page tabloid-style newsletter helps get the message of the 3Rs out and about. It would be nice to see something like this go out in Durham Region to keep folks informed and up-to-date with what goes into the blue-boxes and activities that are happening regarding regarding landfill searches, etc. *** The election is beginning to heat up! However, unlike Oshawa to the west of us and Scugog to the north, Clarington politicians don't have a single major issue to get their teeth into. (Does Hilstone sound familiar in Oshawa, or how about casino on Scugog Scugog Island?) The taxes are relatively low, the council is working within a budget which has not seen an increase in the last couple of years, and the residential residential base is growing. Now that could be an issue. The lack of industrial/commercial growth! During the last election, the Inter- Turn to page 4 Howdy Pardner All western eyes will be looking to Orono this week-end when the Kinsmen and Rotary Clubs of Bowmanville will be hosting the Ontario Rodeo Championships at the Durham Central Agricultural Society Fairgrounds. For the last few nights, I've been working working late designing and printing the program program for the event. There's lots of interesting interesting material featured in it, but I was particularly interested in reading the description description of "Sledgehammer," the 1,650 pound brahma bull. You see, exactly 25 years ago, I sat on an arena fence during a rodeo in Orono while one of these huge beasts chased my nimble, 58-year-old father around the ring. So, why was he in the ring playing chicken with a one and a half ton Brahma bull? Read on..,. How That Bull Missed We'll Never Know by John M. James from the Pages of The Canadian Statesman, September 10,1969 Did you ever have any desire to be a bull fighter, complete with one of those fancy hats, cape and all? We haven't either, either, especially now after a frightening experience experience on Saturday night, during that 4- B. Ranch Rodeo at Orono Fair. Those of you who didn't attend missed a great performance performance by the regular crew and the ani mals...and an unscheduled one that included included this Editor and one of those huge Brahma bulls. The crowd loved it and, frankly, we're beginning to wonder how many friends we've got in that crowd, they seemed to enjoy our predicament so much. This really isn't our usual style of editorial, editorial, but we're writing it as a warning to other newspaper editors and photographers photographers who are never satisfied to sit back of, or on top of, a big truck to take pictures of any event. Always we must get as close as possible to get those action shots. Never again for us. If that rodeo comes to your town, find a high perch and shoot your pictures from there. We were a little late arriving at the fair because of other commitments on Saturday so the huge crowd had all the obvious obvious openings filled. Fortunately, we thought, the boss man of the show was- most co-operative and suggested we go inside inside the high wire fence they'd constructed. constructed. Knowing very little about cattle, bucking bucking bronchos, etc. we were a bit hesitant but felt they should know what they were doing. They also wanted some pictures very badly of some of the acts for publicity purposes, so we went inside the enclosure and did some shooting of the various performances. performances. Everything went pretty well and we got to the point where we were ignoring that warning danger instinct buzzer in our head while concentrating on taking the photos we wanted. Just as we were about to leave, the head man said "Don't go yet, this Brahma bull coming out now really puts on a good show. He's the best. Don't worry, he'll just buck around in a semi circle and then head back into the pen!" We returned to the ring and if our memory memory serves us well, the picture on the front is the one we shot. But, after the bull had disposed of its rider, it decided to roam a little and we were standing alongside the wire fence in front of the grandstand, patiently patiently waiting for it to return home. Apparently, this bull hadn't read the instructions instructions and started to head our way. It kept coming, gaining speed and we didn't know whether to run or what. That bull could go faster than we could, with a camera camera slung around our neck and a heavy dangling battery case. The fence seemed to be the answer. We'd seen the rodeo personnel grab the wooden fence and climb whenever danger came their way. To conclude a long story, we did just that as the bull went rumbling past. But something went wrong with our plans, we hadn't done enough reconnoitering. The fence was so flimsy that instead of going up, it came down, knocking off our glasses in the process, and swinging us outward toward the bull instead of up and away from it. Fortunately, our first leap must have come just at the opportune moment because by the time we fell back down, the bull and those big horns had gone by and we were unscathed. This time it went somewhere else but we couldn't see where until our glasses had been restored to their proper place. The crowd roared with laughter, laughter, and a few, who probably thought we were part of the act, applauded...the sadists, while we picked up our belongings and beat a dignified retreat retreat out of that enclosure forever, wondering wondering just how close those horns had come to our butt as we took off into the air. Quite an experience, but one we are not eager to repeat again. We still wake up in the night, visualizing that locomotive of a bull coming at us. He even had a mean look in both eyes, the brute. I was 11-years-old when that happened and I can still remember it clearly. I roared with laughter along with the rest of the crowded arena as the scenario unfolded. I'll never forget the look of "Oh, on my father's face when he decided decided it was time to run. The flimsy wire fence was bending backwards into the ring ever so slowly as smoke puffed from the horns of that charging bull. The higher Dad climbed, the more it leaned backwards, until finally the bull's horns passed within a whisker of the bull's eye on Pa's backside. When relating the 25-year-old tale to organizers of this year's rodeo, they thought it would be a great idea if he would come back for an encore. Although flattered, he declined with thanks. Chicken!