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B RRS _ ------ SPN I CASE perpen Wid f SAIRG SL SETI Yesterday's Memories 60 YEARS AGO Thursday, January 28, 1926 At the opening session of County Council at Whitby, George ~ Sweetman, Scugog Township was elected Warden of Ontario Coun- ty. He was elected on the second ballot and defeated the reeves of Scott Township, Byron Stives and Cornelius Sweetman of Port Perry. 35 YEARS AGO 2 Thursday, January 25, 1951 Fred G. Christie was re-elected president for the 10th consecutive year at the annual meeting of Port Perry, Reach and Scugog Agricultural Society. Elected first vice president was Anson Gerrow and Armour McMillan was elected second vice president. The finan- cial report showed a net profit of $2.25 for the year. After 41 years of service to Cartwright Township, Fred A. Hyland was honoured at a birthday and retirement party at the home of Reeve and Mrs. Bruce Heaslip. He served the Township first as auditor for 13 years, councillor nine years, reeve three years and assessor 16 years. It was Mr. Hyland's 80th birthday. Dr. R. Irwin, Port Perry, was elected chairman of Central On- tario County District High School Board for 1951. Elected vice- chairman was L. Tindall, Township of Uxbridge. 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, January 26, 1961 Dr. M.B. Dymond, minister of Health for Ontario officially open- ed the $300,000 new addition to Port Perry High School. Other speakers were Anson Gerrow, Warden of Ontario County, Port Perry Reeve J.J. Gibson, the school's principal, Grant MacDonald and Board chairman William T. Beare. The Honeydale Women's Institute has been advised by F.W.1.0. they won third prize on an entry of six hooked chair seats entered in the Tweedsmuir competition last November. Appointments in local guiding circles are Mrs. Clarence Carter, Scugog Island to Division Commander; Mrs. Joan Godley to Inter- national Commissioner for Central Area and Mrs. Ruby Roach, Com- missioner for Port Perry and Scugog. The home of Mr. Duda, Seagrave, was gutted by fire starting from overheated pipes. : 20 YEARS AGO Thursday, January 27, 1966 Ontario County Junior Farmers' debating team won another round of Provincial competition against Welland County in Midland. Members of the team were Anne Dryden, Brooklin; June Parliament, Cannington; Bob Barlow and Neil McLeod, Blackwater. The Squirt Softball Champions were entertained and received jackets by Branch 419, Royal Canadian Legion. The boys were also taken to Oshawa to see the Generals defeat Peterborough 5-2. Cap- tain on the Squirit championship team was Ken Nightingale and mak- ing the presentation of jackets was Legion sports officer Bill Taylor. Joan Vanderheide was chosen Queen at the 18th High School "At Home" and Lexie Love was chosen Princess. Susan Roach, 1965 Queen presented the 1966 Queen with her crown and Gale Forder, 1965 Princess presented 1965 Princess with her crown. ( Turn to page 6) MA b 3 PORT PERRY STAR -- Tuesday, Janvary 28, 1986 -- § Letters Do taxes really have to go up? Dear Sir: Durham Region finance commit- tee chairman Jim Witty indicates that taxes are to go up again (Port Perry Star, January 21, 1986). There is nothing new in this, of course, taxes will go up. Have they ever gone down? The real question is do they have to go up? Do the politicians care if taxes go up, are they too scared to rock the boat and say little phrases like "'cut out the fat" and "lets look at our needs rather than our wants." If Durham Region was run like a business, it would be bankrupt ex- cept the small hamlets like Nestleton where the region gets the money and does not provide any ser- vices -- good profit in that and un- fortunately the people of the hamlets are forced to pay, they can not go out and get quotes. Now that's an idea, small communities should find out how much they pay in total and find a privat. contractor and 'ask them what they would provide for the money. You can bet it would Young girl killed in tragic accident A 15 year old Port Perry girl was killed in a tragic early Saturday morning car accident on Scugog Island. Durham Regional Police say 'Angela Koetje of Mary Street was a passenger in a 1983 Dodge on Regional Road 7 when the accident happened, at 12:45 a.m. between the 9th and 10th Concession. Police say the car left the road and rolled over, throwing the teenager from the vehicle. She died of head injuries shortly after arrival at Community Memorial Hospital. The driver of the car, Robert E. Scott, 17, of Sunrise Beach, was taken to Oshawa General Hospital where he was treated for minor injuries. . The vehicle, a write-off, sustain- ed approximately $10,000 damage. No charges have been laid, but police say the accident is still under investigation. : Angela, a Grade 10 student at Port - Perry High School, was known by her principal John Gradish as "a nice, quiet girl with a good, solid average." She is the daughter of Thomas Koetje of Baltimore, Ont., and Diane Koetje of Port Perry. Ser- vices were held Monday, January 27th at 11:00 a.m. at Wagg- McDermott-Panabaker Funeral Home. Spring Interment is at Pinegrove Cemetery. be triple the amount of servi_e we currently receive.. I must admit service here will probably improve now that the police will be carrying shotguns in' their cars. If we have to, we can phone Durham Police now, and in- stead of them thinking of coming out this way in the next hour or so, they could fire off their shotgun, that should scare off an intruder or warn an accident victim that help is on the way. However, the real point is that I feel taxes are much too high for value received. There is a way to cut the taxes and that is to say to each department that the budget is being cut by 25 percent. It worked in the States and there was no noticeable lack of services. Perhaps it's time council thought this way before it is thrust upon them by a taxpayers revolt. Sincerely, Colin Kemp. -- Nestleton. by George Crenshaw BELVEDERE * BETTER OPEN TUE SIDE DOOR, DEAR. . g 1 THINK o8v30808 ROE! IN. # THE WORLD OF # - 3 AY "Have a good day" just after he'd drilled two and yank- ~ ed one, my response subsided to a grunt. Next step will be to look one of the idiots who issue Bill Smiley A SAYING | HATE If you read in the papers one of these days about some middle-aged guy going berserk and punching a pretty young waitress or bank teller right in the mush for no apparent reason, you'll know it was I, driven final- ly over the brink by that inanity to end them all, "Have a nice day." It may happen in a restaurant. It will be just after that waitress has served me lukewarm soup, followed by filet of sole. The filet will turn out to be of the boot variety, rather than the sea variety, and I will just have broken a tooth on it. As I am fumbling fragments of bone out of my face, she will sashay off to serve another customer, hips twitching and toss over her shoulder at me a gay '""Have a nice meal now." That's when I will let her have it. Or it might occur on a Friday afternoon, in the bank. The weather forecast is for blizzards, I'm in a snarky mood on my way to have two teeth extracted, and my arthritis is giving me a fairly lively foretaste of heli. And this young teller, her feet aching, slaps down my withdrawal, summons an exhausted smile from down around her pantyhose, and chirrups, 'Have a nice weekend, eh?" It's not the grammar or the verbiage I object to. It's the utter insincerity of the suggestion. It means just about as much as if the speaker blew his/her nose and spat into the wind. And it's pretty obvious where it came from. It's one of those American imports that should be banned at the border. It has crept across via the airwaves, issued in treacly tones by signing-off disc jockeys and game show MCs. And it has been copied by Canadian media people, who ape automatically the mispronunciations of their U.S. counter-parts, such as eggsacution for '"'execution' and noshus for '"'nauseous.'" From there it has spread like the Black Plague in- "to our airlines, hotels, restaurants, and even our sacred "institutions like the banks. I haven't been in a bordello lately, but I'd be willing to bet that when a customer totters off shakey and unshaven into the cold dawn, the madame will coo after him in dulcet tones, 'Have a nice day, now." I'have a strong suspicion the damn thing originated in the deep south, with such heart-felt maxims as 'Y'all come back real soon, y'heah."" Which means, roughly, if you want to be ripped off again in our joint, we'll be happy to oblige. I refuse to believe all those waitresses, air stewardesses, bank clerks are spouting this garbage from deep in their hearts. Those gals are tuckered out. They don't give a diddle whether we drop dead, as long as we do it in front of somebody else's wicket. No, they've been coerced into this phoney farewell by the Simon Legrees they work for, the type who think that if the clerks utter such slop in the Holiday Inn in Texas, they should do the same in the Holiday Inn in Toronto. * And they're the guys I have it in for, not the poor: underlings, forced to soil their lips with an artificial, cynical so-long that raises the hackles on the likes of me. At first I responded to this silly utterance with a reluctant and very concise 'Thanks. You too." As I became more disgusted with the obvious falsi- ty of such as the dentist absent-mindedly muttering this inanity right in the eye and calmly ask: 'Are you kidding? Who told you to say that? Do you mean it? What do you care what kind of day I have? I don't real- ly care what kind you have." This might make a few of the more sensitive ones blush. But most of them would just drop their jaw and wonder whether Old Smiley had got into the sauce, to make him so snarly. It may take stronger measures, and I hope many of my readers who agree with me will join in putting a halt to this pernicious poop. If it happens in a public place, perhaps we should call the manager and say 'This young lady/man is in- terfering in my private life, in my democratic right to have a rotten day/weekend if I feel like it. Now you, buster, just tell her never to insult another customer with that silly saying, or I'll take my business elsewhere." ) This is the only language understood by the type of turkey who thinks such garbage as "Have a good day" is good public relations. Hit him where it hurts. In the P.P. panic pocket. Perhaps I am over-reacting. I have been known to + do this in connection with Celsius, metric, politicians of every hue, greedy unions, misleading advertisements town engineers, school administrators, and about 12,000 other things, including the highway robbers known as garage mechanics. Maybe it will pass away, along with other such worn-to-the-heels expressions as '"That'll be the frosty Friday" and "All righty" and the ubiquitous "Turkey" which seems to cover a multitude of mental and physical abberrations. But in case it doesn't, keep your dukes up, you purveyors of "Have a good ...."