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¥ _. fe \ en A ATLA 2 Se -f\ p \ tM AHEAD EA hb Nt ea Si Sad hd AL detain de fod union. Shida vont bitais Biblio & 4 -- PORT PERRY STAR, Thursday, June 17th, 1965 Port Perry S o. Limited Serving Port Perry, Brooklin and Surroupding Areas WM. T. HARRISON Editor Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Assoc, P. HVIDSTEN, Publisher Member of the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Assoc. Published every Thursday by The Port Perry Star Co. Ltd.,*Port Perry, Ontario. Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa, and for payment of postage in cash. Subscription Rates: In Canada $8.00 per yr., Elsewhere, $4.50 per yr. Single Copy 10¢ Minor 'Softball Week SATURDAY, JUNE 19th - 26th We are proud of the fact that Minor Softball here in Port Perry has the support of many public-spirited citizens, Service Clubs and other organizations; whose love of the Youth of this community prompts them to contribute much of their time, talent and experience to- wards the sponsorship of our local Minor League. We should focus our appreciation and recognition on these truly outstanding citizens and organizations who are making a most significant and valued contribution to the community in which we live; as does our grand summer game of Softball contribute to the healthy, com- petitive recreational endeavours of our Youth -- and to the entertainment of Softball Fans. . Softball is a team sport for all -- for the young, and the not so young. Its heritage is a proud one for its capacity to develop character, self-control, good citizen- ship, gentlemanly conduct, sportsmanship and respect for authority; as well as for its great physical development qualities. We commend you to "Get on the Ball" with "Minor Softball Week" and to make a Family effort to demon- strate your encouragement and support of our Youthful sportsmen -- by attending the entertaining attractions programmed for all of the members of this sports-consci- ous community." ' Young And Responsible Drivers who are sixteen, and their seniors, should think back to the safety instruction they took so seriously when they were nine years old. This could be the answer, or at least a partial answer, to rising insurance rates, . which is another way of saying the property destruction, ~ the maiming, and the death on the highways. At a crosswalk the other morning a nine-year-old pointed her way across a very busy street with what appeared to be a feeling of complete assurance. She knew the rule and she followed it in every particular. What she didn't take into account was an ambulance approaching with screaming siren and on the wrong side of the road. She hadn't yet learned about the significance of sirens. Fortunately the driver of the ambulance came almost to a standstill and adults called her back to the curb. What was in the minds of the adult bystanders was the tremendous responsibility that small children must carry for their own safety. They acquit themselves pretty well. RR I OR I I NN RR OTOTOTO UG A RA NAN N Putting A Tiger On The Tan SXXOTOTC, EM FIFTY YEARS AGO Wednesday, June 26th, 1915 At the council meeting held on Monday night, a By-law was passed prohibiting cows and other animals from run- ning at large within the mu- nicipality of the Village of Port Perry. * * * . Mr. Frank Shepard has a number of boxes of celery plants and asters for sale, Celery 4 boxes for 25c. As- ters 3 boxes for 25c. Green- house on Bigelow. * * * Tax Rate 28 Mills -- The tax rate for the year 1915 for the Village of Port Perry, has been struck. It will be 28 Mills on the dollar, which includes 1 mill on the dollar to be paid to the government as a special war tax. DOS OOOO POO 99S S Pp FORO ORO E 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, June 13th, 1940 One of the busiest places in our village is the Port Perry Creamery. For years they have been making "Goode" Ice Cream and But-" ter. Now they have gone in- to the making of cheese. Their well equipped factory (under the Management of ° Mr. Henedrson) has a vat capacity of 16,000 pounds. * * * Mr. J. E. Jackson has pur- chased the metal clad garage on Queen St. now being used as an Imperial Oil Station by Mr. A. Snowdon. The property was formerly own- ed by Mr. G. Sweetman. Mr. -- Jackson takes possession on July 1st. | C W POO OOOO 6 TEN YEARS AGO Thursday, June 16th, 1955 Miss Doris DeNure has been awarded the Board of Governors Scholarship for the highest standing in Sec- ond year Honours Business and Secretarial Science at Western University, London, Ont. y x @ Congratulations are extend- ed to Miss Mary. Wilson, Burketon for winning the supervisor's Prize for the Highest standing in Nursing Proficiency, Intermediate year, in the Oshawa General Hospital. By B LL SMILEY A SENTIMENTAL ENDING This is a time of year when a school teacher has mixed emotions. One of the strongest -- let us be honest -- is relief. As end of term nears, the overwhelming certainty that you are going to have a stroke, or start running straight up the wall, or burst into tears in front of the class, begins to fade, But there are other feelings involved, and the combination of emotions results in a bitter-sweet contradiction: you're glad it's over, bu you hate to see it end. This is stronger, I think, for the teacher of a class which is graduating. Whether it's from public school or high school, that last class is a bit of a crusher, sentimentally. Some of these kids you have taught for four years. They are almost like members of your family: ir- ritating and lovable; friendly and sullen; pretty and homely;. real people, not statistics. } Here is Janet, the girl who was such a gawk in Grade 10. She was angular and awkward; she al- ways had a cold; she wore braces on her teeth; she despised boys; she wanted to be a missionary in Africa, © And look at her now, grinning up at you on the last day with those two pearly rows. Shag built . : Vv like Bardot; she has poise and she loves boys; and she's off to take a course in modeling. There's Jim, in the back seat as usual. In Grade 11 he was, by popular agreement of his teachers, the most obnoxious kid in school. Surly, selfish, slovenly. Favorite question: "Whadda we hafta learn all this junk for?" ' And look at him now: surly, selfish, slovenly. Ob- noxious. But you've discovered he's human, Once in a while he cracks a smile at your wildest joke, And you've discovered he has brains. All he needs is a strong-minded young woman to turn him into a good citizen. And there's Nancy, who was a real rip a couple of years ago, and is going off to Teachers' College, solemn as a clam. And there's Bert, who wants to be a doctor, and hasn't a hope, but will make some woman a fine husband. And there's Ken, who broke the: high jump record, and Ron, who broke his leg skiing, and Sylvia, who broke the heart of every teenage male in the school just by walking around and looking so beautiful, And Kevin, the football hero, who is about to flunk and go to work in the supermarket; and Peter; who has rolled his ear over twice and gets in fights on weekends, and has narrowly avoided jail; and John, the poet, who is still trying to get people to form a picket line because the principal won't let him grow a beard. I've been teaching for five years now. And I haven't many illusions. I am not "dedicated." I don't go around talking about the joy of "seeing young minds flower." Heck, anything will flower if you throw enough fertilizer around. But there's a special satisfaction in teaching teen- agers, even though it's tougher than working in a salt mine. There is a sense of reality that I don't think I could find in another profession. You are not dealing with torts and trials, like the lawyer; not symptoms and cures, like the doctor; nor surveys and stresses, like the engineer; nor goods and services, like the businessman. You are dealing in raw humanity, when you tangle with teenagers. Sorry for being sentimental this week. But to- day my home form gave me my present for the year, half-a-dolar a whack, and I'm still a bit misty- eyed. It's a desk set with two pens, my name in- scribed, and a thermometer in it that doesn' work. That's better than last year, when I got a shirt that didn't fit, and the year before, when I got talcum powder, shaving lotion and other assorted male stinkum that I never use. ~Toronto Telegram News Service '