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SE a Nn y i 1] EY, RP Se EE Ro ue YP as iim Sr a a let AEA Se Se Cr AS DEF ENR NR 3 es "3 SCANS o i The future looks bleak "It is good to see young people at council," Mayor Malcolm recently told an Opportunity For Youth group which had dropped by just long enough to ask a favour. "We db not get many." The Mayor may have been expressing a concern which should be troubling all of us.who. care about the future of our town and our country. In a few years political power will be turned over to a generation which, so far, does not have the slightest idea what it is going to do with it. The sight of a teenager in a council meeting is rare enough to draw a comment from the Mayor. The visit of a group of youths to the Provincial Legislature or the Federal Parliament is unusual enough that it usually evokes a few words of welcome from the speaker of the house. All political parties see teenagers only when there is a dance or perhaps some kind of demonstration. We have now given the vote to 18 year oldss, most of whom do not know the difference between a socialist and a conservative. In a few years Scugog Council will be run by young men who have grown up without the slightest idea of how a council meeting should be conducted. The STAR agrees with Mayor Malcolm. It would be nice to see young people at council meetings. . Support your Boy Scouts by Paul Saulnier February is Boy Scout Month. This is the month when it would do us all well to stop for a moment and think about the movement started in the year 1907 by Lieutenant Stephen Smyth Baden Powell, later Lord Baden Powell of Gelwell. In 1912 the organization was incorporated as the Boy Scout Association by a Royal Charter granted by His Royal Majesty, King George V. Canadian Scouts were incorporated on June 12, 1914 by act of the Parliament of Canada under the name Boy Scouts of Canada. The aim of the movement, then as now, was to help boys develop their characters as resourceful and responsible members of the community. We in the Scout movement work hand in hand with parents, school officials, and the church for the good of our boys and the community. The movement has four sections; cubs, scouts, venturers and rovers. Each section operates under an adult leader. All leaders are unpaid volunteers. Membership is open to any boy who will voluntarily endeavour to live by the promise and law of his section. The Scout movement came to Port Perry more than 38 years ago. Once a large movement here, its size has recently been dropped because of a shortage of adult volunteers. There are more boys interested in becoming part of the movement than the present volunteer staff can accommodate. During February local Scouts and Girl Guides will hold special dinners, parties and meetings to reaquaint the community with their work, and to honour Baden Powell and his wife Lady Powell. A paper drive will be held in Port Perry this month. Three father and son banquets are planned, and the movement has a display in a downtown Port Perry store. On February 17 a special church service will be organized by Scouts and Guides. Honour Lord and Lady Powell this month. A PORT PERRY STAR Company Limited Sa, (G CNA : (oun) 2 -- Cartwright Townships ¢ P. HVIDSTEN. Publisher BRUCE ARNOLD, Editor WM. T. HARRISON, J. PETER HVIDSTEN, Plant Manager Advertising Manager Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association * Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday by the Part Perry Star Co. Ltd. Port Perry, Ontario Authorized as second class mail by fhe Post Office Department, Ottawa, and for payment of postage in cash Second Class Mail Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: In Canada ss.00 per year. Elsewhere $8.50 per year. Single Copy 15¢ OANASYD MES AER EEA RR RO SECON PUR TOLER RE A a hia hei i RR ~--AN' REMEMBER, MAC, WITH INFLATION, BEADS AN' TRINKETS DONT CUT AS MUCH ICE AS THEY DID MANY MOONS AGO " . BILL MILEY UGAR AND KEEPING HOUSE ISN'T THAT HARD Women, as any man can tell you, are a mixed blessing. And every woman is a different mix. Some are like beer. They slake your thirst, but make you feel a bit logey, and you wind up with a headache. Others are like an 8 to 1 martini: cold, very dry, and they hit your right between the eyes. This is an interesting metaphor, but I think: T'll pursue it some other day. Like when Women's Lib has crumbled back into a cringing sounding-board for male 'egos. Don't hold your breath waiting for that column. Anyway, there I was, living the happy, blissfully peaceful, sordid life of a guy who is batching it. Newspapers all over the floor, ash-trays looking like Mount Vesuvius, dishes in the sink piled so high I couldn't see the taps. Cosy, like. My wife seemed to be so fascinated by her grandson that I thought this idyllic existence might go on for months. I'd make a duty call every second night or so, and, as a matter of course, ask her if she missed me. "No", she'd reply cheerfully. One night I got carried away, and told her that T missed her. Ah, fatal error. "You do?" she chirruped. "Yeah. Well, you know. It's not the same without you," thinking of the facts: a pile of soiled socks; down to my last shirt, the one with the peekaboo look where the seams are ripped; nothing but TV(eccch!) dinners for the last four days. She took another, romantic meaning, and it didn't help when I*added, in jest, "Yep, and I'm sick of that big, strapping blonde I had to hire to do the housework. Maybe she's only 28, but I think that bosom of hers is practically obscene. She should be in burlesque." My wife was home on the next bus. It didn't seem to help her normally furious disposition that I was out curling when she arrived, She was completely unsympathetic when I got home at midnight and explained the hour by telling her that the usual exchange Srice of chewing gum, inanities and recipes for cheap wine that we male curlers have to put up with after each game. She was reading a book when I came in. Dangerous sign. 'Hello, Bill," without looking up. Icicles, Proffered kiss was offered a forehead. Then the dam broke. The deluge began as a low, penetrating monotone, and built up into something closely akin to a fire siren. 'How can you be so filthy?" This was the theme of the ensuing monlogue, during which your faithful servant stood around with rosebud mouth and baby blue eyes. agape, an innocent and a broad. Now, look. There wasn't a dirty dish in sight (though she did find some in the cellar-way.) I'd run the carpet sweeper over a couple of dirty-grey spots on the rug. I have no sense of smell, so how could I know that the whole joint smelled like a cat- house? I hadn't made the bed for three weeks, but, hell, we changed our sheets only once a month in prison camp. So, 0.K., her plants were dead, but who can think of watering plants when his mind is filled with the anguish of the human race and whether © or not the leafs are going to make the play- offs? What am I supposed to do, just because her feet go 'Squish, squish," when she walks around the kitchen floor? It never bothered me. I wore my toe-rubbers. Dust? What dust? As she writes her name on the coffee table. Beer bottles? What beer bottles? They're. all down the cellar except those three on the counter. I was pretty hurt and disappointed, I can tell you. I had sweated and slaved and torn my guts out for at least twenty minutes, sprucing up the place so she wouldn't have a mess to come home to. I didn't make that mess behind the downstairs toilet and then pull the toilet-lid cover down to hide it. The cat did. I didn't put that burn- hole in the rug. It was the cat. He was smoking a cigar-butt he'd picked up on the street. My wife is the type who has the kitchen floor so clean you can eat off"it. So. who wants to eat off the kitchen floor? 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, February 14, 1924 Miss Veronica R. Cassidy, Port Perry has taken a position with the Canadian Bank of Commerce, Queen and Bathurst Branch;% Toronto. Mr. Cecil Jeffrey, Prince { Albert, is busy hauling logs to the mill at Port Perry. Dr. J. B. Lundy, W.S. Short, Mrs. Geo. Jackson, and Mrs. Fred Brock were appointed for school man- agement at the initial meet- ing of the Port Perry Board | of Education for 1924. * | Cartwright council passed a by-law at its last regular meeting, estimating the ex- i penditure on roads for 1924 at $5,000.00. 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, Feb. 17, 1949 Architects are preparing plans of the changes re- quired in the Port Perry W Hospital. These plans have to be approved by both Pro- vincial and Federal gov- ernments before actual work can begin. Meanwhile, Port Perry is without hospital facilities. . The Valentine Box Social at Scugog Head proved suc- cessful. Harold Martyn won the men's prize in crokinole '4 and Mrs. Ashbridge won the women's prize. { Miss Helen + Bruce, Sea- grave, was honoured by a miscellaneous shower on the eve of her wedding. 15 YEARS AGO Thursday, February 12, 1959 Fire trucks from Ux- bridge, Oshawa and Reach 9 came to Port Perry's aid to extinguish a fire in the engine room of Master Feeds (continued on page 17)