NEES py Nace NT, a Fee Gok ME oy Sele x SESS A : WANNA Ch are yo ov. a en a DAY HHT DERE WE NATREF OTAEE, LE i 'editorio va STIS SIAR LW dad AAV pod Scugog Election It -appears obvious that the people of Scugog Township have delivered a loud message concerning the proposed location for a new War Memorial Library. ' ' Two "'pro-library location" councillors, Richard Drew and Jerry Jackman were defeated at the polis on Monday. If one needs more proof that the library was an issue in this election, consider that Mr. Jackman was soundly defeated by Lawrence Malcolm, and Rich- ard Drew, who has been the Port Perry rep for the past four years, was beaten by Robert Espey, a newcomer to the community. Despite the fact that incumbent Mayor Jerry Taylor, who has been a supporter of the {akefront location for the library, easily fought off the. chall- enge of Vern Asselstine, the victories by Mr. Malcolm and Mr. Espey are an indication that the electorate does feel strongly about the library issue. There are now five members of the new council who have gone on record as being opposed to the lakefront location. Certainly, the status of the proposed new library is now very much in doubt. And this is going to leave the Township with a series of "substantial 'problems to.overcome if the commitment to improve library services is to be carried out. The lakefront location has received the approval of the Ontario Municipal Board; plans have been completed for-a building on that location; almost all of the $300,000 funding for construction of the building is in place from the Township, Wintario and public subscriptions. If the proposed location on the lakefront is laid to rest, the plan to expand the library services will essentially be back to square one. The council and library board will have to look for a new location, draw up new plans, conduct new studies on such things as parking, accessibility and So on. The cost to the tax-payers to start over in search for another method of improving library services may be greater than the costs that have already been incurred. One must keep in mind that there are engineer- ing reports which strongly advise against an addition onto the rear of the present library as being costly and creating a potential flooding hazard. In light of these reports, the commitment of public money for such an addition may meet with as strong resistance as the proposal to build a new library-on-the lakefront. et Expanding library services now for the people of the community is going to be a ticklish. problem and one that may cause the in-coming council more than I 'Poge 1% (} PURI AMES TAMU 3 Av TA ORY ot SEITZ URAL EARS FRANC WAR Ary ' « $8 : § <Q. AN SNF NN SN ; | 3 LJ ® 8 '® : &® one head-ache over the next few months. In the meantime, there are other pressing issues that the new council will have to deal with over the next couple of years. . . . Possibly the most serious over the long haul will be the overall slowdown in growth which began to show up this year and likely will continue. As revenues from residential development taper off and the tax base does not expand, the pressure to keep taxes. in line for existing property owners will intensify. . LC _Certainly, no one can deny that there are roads in the rural areas of Scugog which need up-grading. The new comprehensive zoning by-law Is going to occupy --a lot of the new council's time in the next several" months. The whole library debate over the past year or SO would appear to indicate that the people of the Township want more parkland, especially along the lakefront. If that is the case, the the council will have to deal with this. Now that the votes have been counted, we would like to wish all members of the in-coming council well in their deliberations over the next couple of years. At the same time, we can say that members of the out-going council can look back over the last two years and take pride in the accomplishments. Defeated councillors Richard Drew and Jerry Jack- man, along with retiring councillor Reg Rose all served their community well, dealt decisively with © some very tough. and contentious issues, and re- mained true to their beliefs. They did their home- work, attended meetings faithfully, and when the ~ time came they made the tough decisions. In the final analysis, not much more can be expected of an elected representative. need him. : But it's on weekends that my pity for the bill : PITY THE CITY MAN This is a time of year when my heart goes out to city-dwellers. It's a time when rural or small town living is immensely superior to that in the concrete canyons, the abominable apartments, the sad suburbs of metropolia. In the city, day ends drearily in the fall. There's the long, wearying battle home through traffic, or the draughty, crushed, degrading scramble on public transporta- tion. : The city man arrives home fit for nothing but slumping for the evening before the television set. And what greets him? The old lady, wound up like a steel spring because she hasn't seen a soul she knows all day, there's nothing to look at but that stupid smile house next door, exactly like their own, and the kids have been giving her hell. He's stuck with it. For the whole "evening. That's why so many city chaps have workshops in the basement. It's much simpler to go down cellar and whack off a couple of fingers in the power saw than listen to Mabel. Life is quite different for the small town male. He is home from work in minutes. He surveys the ranch, says, "Must get those storm windows on one of these days," and goes in, to the good fall smells of cold drinks and hot food. . His wife saw him at breakfast, again at lunch, has had a good natter with the dame next door, and has been out for two hours, raking leaves with the kids. She doesn't Instead of drifting off to the basement, the small town male announces that this is his bowling night, or he has to go to a meeting of the Conservation and Slaughter Club, and where's a clean shirt. And that's all there is to it. While her city counterpart squats in front of TV, gnawing her nails and wonder- ing why she didn't marry good old George, who has a big dairy farm now, the small town gal collects the kids and goes out to burnleaves. . There is nothing more romantic than the back streets of a small town in the dark of a fall evening. Piles of leaves spurt orange flame. White smoke eddies. Neighbours call out, lean on rakes. Women, kerchiefed like gypsies, heap the dry leaves high on the fire. Kids avoid the subject of bedtime, dash about the fire like nimble gnomes. Or perhaps the whole family goes to a fowl supper. What, in city living, can compare with this finest of rural functions? A crisp fall evening, a drive to the church hall through a Hallowe'en landscape, an appetite like an alligator, and that first wild whiff of turkey and dressing that makes" your knees buckle and the juices flow free in your cheeks. city-dweller runneth over. Not for him the shooting-match on a clear fall Saturday, with its good-humoured competition, its easy friendliness. Not for him the quiet stroll down a sunny wood road, shotgun over arm, partridge and woodcock rising like clouds of mosquitoes. It's not that he doesn't live right, or doesn't deserve these pleasures. It's just -- that it's physically impossible to get them easily. If he wants to crouch in a duckblind, at dawn, he has to drive half the night to get there. Maybe ona Sunday or holiday, in the fall, the city family decides to head out and see some of that beautiful autumn foliage. They see it, after driving two hours. And with 50,000 other cars, they crawl home in late afternoon, bumper to bumper, the old man cursing, the kids getting hungrier, the mother growing owlier. Small town people can drive for 15 minutes and hit scenery, at least around here, that leaves them breathless. Or they'll wheel out a few miles to see their relatives on the farm, eat a magnificent dinner, and sit around watching 'TV in a state of delicious torpor, fall. Yup. It's tough to live in the city, in the Ny »