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Port Perry Star, 8 Aug 1979, p. 5

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3 |] MARS 38 WN 2 SVD LAIR +3 what dk mam i atubni stdin madd asics 330 bt 5 A threshing scene from the late 1800's with Hen Demara [sitting in white shirt] and Oliver Raymes [right]. Water tank is wooden and grain 60 YEARS AGO Thursday, August 14, 1919 There is quite a change in farm ownership in the Seagrave area of late. Mr. Ed Frise has sold to Mr. Scott of New Ontario and Mr. Brimabombe to Mr. Stone. These sales were put through by Mr. George Collins. Mr. C. Sleep sold to Mr. N. Woon; Mr. Pollock to Mr. Edw. Clements; Mr. Edw. Bryant to a Woodville farmer; Mr. A.Sleep to Mr. Armstrong; Mr. Wesley - Frise to Mr. George Garniss. The Munroe-farm has -- A is loose. Seat in front of stack on which to sit while driving the horses. Photo courtesy Mr. and Mrs. Jack Kane. been sold to Mr. Frank Watson and the A.L. Orchard farm to Mr. O. Stone. Last Sunday afternoon the barns and house belonging to Mr. Charles Lamb, at Manchester were burned to the ground. The origin of the fire is unknown and attempts to stop it were hampered by steady breezes, dry material to feed on and a lack of water to fight it with. The Annual Cartwright Oat Crop Competition un- oY I f ' ' RN ; Ad BLAH atthe co dts hts sdt dk senda ah cote th oti cin hb ba tira li desbhsd dod debe sn denne RPL, X09 "3 rf S$ vv Vve4. * 1 CP FP. £8 5 3p . Lr ALI A iW Y PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, August 8, 1979 -- § ~ (Turnto page 6) CALL ME A BLEEDING HEART The hot issue this summer in Canada is not the weather, it is not even Joe Clark at the Commonwealth Conference in Africa; not the economy; the falling dollar; the Blue Jays; pop bottles that literally go "'pop"'; or the price of oranges in Tibet. Nope, Canadians in this the last summer of the 1970's, are talking about the "Boat People," and to be more specific, they are talking about the 50,000 of these people who will be allowed to settle in this country. The national newspapers have been filled with stories and pictures of their escape by sea from Viet Nam, their existance in squalid refugee camps, and of course their arrivals at the airports in Canada, the country which they are now going to call home. And the papers have also been filled with news of another sort about 'Boat People," letters to the editor from readers who say we should turn them back, refuse them admittance to Canada and let them stay in Asia. The letters, some of which are truly marvellous exam- ples of the small mindedness typical of this decade, attempt to justify their arguments by saying that Canada can't af- ford any more refugees; we don't have enough jobs to go around, as it is; our schools are overcrowded, and every last man, woman and child of the refugees will remain on public assistance from now until the sun sets in the east. Why, even Gordon Sinclair, the pompous old bag of wind who broadcasts his view of the universe, got into the act recently on a Toronto radio station, by stating that the refugees will not become self-sufficient. Reports have it that phone calls from Sinclair's listeners to the station ran about 20 to one in favour of his ramblings. Phew. The letters I have seen in major newspapers opposed to allowing in the refugees have one common thread running through them. The are almost all signed by people with good old-fashioned Anglo-Saxon names, people whose an- cestors were probably among the first refugees to come to Canada. What disturbs me is not so much the arguments being made in these letters, but the tone. In short, ugly, mean, fearful, just shy of outright hatred. Some of the letters call the citizens who are working to help the Boat People, bleeding hearts, old fashioned do-gooders, lib- humanitarian types who don't recognized that they are box by John B. McClelland being duped. N Well, just call me a bleeding heart do-gooder. Call me an old fashioned lib-humanitarian. Because 1 happen to believe that Canada is big enaugh for the Boat People, and refugees from anywhere in the world. 1 happen to think that the argument about lack of jobs, housing, social and other services is nothing more than a crock of horse feathers to disquise the real reason some Canadians don't want the Boat People here: good old fashioned bigotry and racism. Canada, a few years ago, began a noble experiment, probably unique among all countries in the world. Im- migrants, refugees, newcomers, call them what you like, were encouraged not to assimilate completely into the mainstream (whatever that is). They were encouraged to retain their language, culture, and ethnic roots, their iden- tity. It was noble because it gave Canada a chance to prove something to the rest of this idiotic world: namely that people with widely diversified backgrounds could live together and accept each other's differences. It's a quaint idea, kind of like a united nations in prac- tise. Unfortunately, it seems to have gone out of vogue these days, and the resentment against this idea is surfacing in the hue and cry from some people against admitting the Boat People. Well, us lib-humanitarian, bleeding heart, do-gooder types may be a dying breed, an endangered species in today's greedy, up-tight world. But thank goodness there are enough of us left who actually believe that all men are equal, and another human being in trouble deserves a helping hand even if it means a bit of a sacrifice. It is not very fashionable being liberal-minded these days. It is much easier to bury one's head in the sand, pretend that problems don't exist, or dream up some half- baked ideas about why Canada, the richest nation on earth, can't afford to admit refugees from a demonic political regime in Viet Nam. z So, call me a bleeding heart. It's actually nice to be in the minority for a change. Call me someone who cares about human beings in trouble, one who feels that this coun- try and its citizens should do what we can, despite what a horde of letters to the editor writers may be saying. And as for my bleeding heart, I'll wear it on my sleeve, gladly. letters EDITOR'S NOTE; Sgt. Dave Teskey of the Number 41 Port Perry High School Cadet Corps is taking a basic parachute course this summer at the Canadian Forces Base, Ed- monton. The following is an account by Dave of his first three weeks of the course conducted by the Canadian Airborne. As you can imagine, parachute jumping is serious business, and from Dave's account, the pre-jump training puts a lot of stress on physical and mental conditioning. This letter is to tell everyone in Port Perry about the Cadet Basic Parachutist Course that 39 Cadets and I are on, here at CFB Edmonton. At our first briefing on Monday 02 July, we were told in no uncertain terms what to expect in the coming six weeks at this, the Senior Course in Canada. Our Commanding Officer, Captain Fischer, said, "for all of you here, this will be the toughest course you will ever take. For many, it will the the toughest thing you will do in your lives." Our current roll attests to this Tact. Originally there wre 50 Cadets, three weeks ago. Now there are 40. We do a lot of things physical here, very necessary for '"'Airborne' training. High on the list is running. We did an average of 10 miles a day in the past 3 weeks (Phase 1) of the course. On the second last day was a 10 mile road run. We also did a lot of sprint and jog type training and interval or relay running. All point to point travel on the base is done in ranks, running at double- time. We did five hours of swimming a week and a mile swim in the CFB Namao Pool. So far we have done 2000 pushups, at least 1000 chinups and about 700 situps. A lot of time was spent on the Universal gym machine, pushing weights. We also played a lot of games, mostly soccer, floor hockey and no-rules European handball (by no-rules, that means you wipe up your own blood). Several times we did the Obstacle Course on the base. It is a large jungle gym type course, with difficult things to climb over, up, through, under and across. On One Cadet broke a few ribs on it and had to be sent home. But otherwise, things are fine here. We get weekend off to do what we want to in Edmonton, which is a beautiful city. Nights are usually spent washing combat clothing and cleaning up the barracks. This past weekend was spent as a well deserved rest in Jasper National Park. We visited the major sites of interest, including Miette Hot Springs and Whistler's Mountain. The scenery was magnificent and we returned well rested and ready for the actual jump training as conducted by the Canadian Airborne Cen- ter. Jump training began this morning at 5 a.m. with a physical test at 6 a.m. The rest of the morning was spent with kit issue and general welcome and instruc- tion lectures, including a demonstration of a parachute packing and deployment, while the instructor walked through the actions. He showed us just why jumping by parachute is safer than crossing the street and that the parachute will function properly 100 out of 100 times. Fatalities and injuries are the fault of the jumper, not the chute. Besides, packers and riggers have to jump twice a week with those same chutes. Cadet Sgt. Dave Teskey, No. 41 Port Perry High School Cadet Corps (port perry star | Company Limited ow, (7 o 7 Phone 985-7383 Sa, (Q CNA : (oR) : re Serving the Township of Scugog J. PETER HVIDSTEN Publisher Advertising Manager J.B. McCLELLAND Editor Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday 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 incash Second Class Mall Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: In Canada $8.00 per year Elsewhere $10.00 per year. Single copy 20¢ as) | YY oo A AN bl ; . * 8 i SA oi --- NEES ad ------- a ~ x, RL TA ae, Sea +

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