0 Wy DE AS = VS Tan PORT PERRY STAR -- Tues. February 17, 1987 -- 17 Take a Look Back This week's photograph originally ap- peared some time ago, but is being run again because additional information has been obtained. Originally, it was thought the building stood on the west side of Baldwin Street, in the vicinity of where the present Bank of Commerce is located. However, we now learn that the building stood where Brooklin IGA is now located. pra A ¥ Barina amt an wi sta - 4 uo " wit oo It served as offices for a Dr. McNeely, a veterinarian, circa 1910 when the photo 'was believed to have been taken. There was also a residence located next door where the vacant lot now is. It was also stated that barbers .by the name of Boulder, Scott and Blight also used this "building to. operate from.. Photograph. courtesy Whitby Historical Society Co ed WG URRY Viewpoint by ROXANNE REVELER ry Serendipity. The word sounds like a rare herb or a pale pink flower. In fact, the dic- tionary lists serendipity as the faculty of mak- ing happy and unexpected discoveries by ac- cident. As Columbus might have reported back to Queen Isabella, "Well ... uh.... we didn't exactly find India, but there was this other promising looking piece of land." ~ Columbus, in fact, never realized he had discovered a whole new continent. But the, point was (and still is) never to go home empty-handed. Life is a disordered journey. " Much of the time we never get where we are going, never find what we hope to find. Yet still, like Columbus, we can stay open to the new and the unexpected. And thus, always ready to discover something. Indeed, we can make our entire life a voyage of discovery if only we keep all the doors open. Not be saddl- ed with what is expected because others say it 1s so. : A businessman I know owns a sloop call- ed Serendipity. It's aptly named. "I'm a driver at work," he told me. "'But there's no need to hold close to the wind when I sail. 1 like to run before the wind, and T'll often change course on a whim. If I don't get where I was going, well ... I love putting into strange harbours." I thought of my own sailing days, many years ago then, and realized that "running with the wind" had given me some of my own most memorable experiences of serendipity. Like the time the little 14 foot International started to plane in a glorious autumn breeze. I was so thrilled I kept right on flying, past all my usual island stopping places and even- tually found a deserted cove where we drop- ped anchor and jumped in -- clothes and all -- for the greatest swim of my life. It was Oc- tober 14 as I recall, and one of those crazy late Indian summer days you can only get in Nor- thern Ontario, where the thermometer defies the date. The water looked and felt like chill- ed champagne. We all this ui scientists as being excep- tionally orderly folk. But when you come to | think of it, many of the world's major inven- tions would not be with us today if these scien- tists hadn't kept tripping, falling, fumbling -- and then noticing what happened. The famous splash of acid on Alexander Graham Bell's pants marks almost the gxact moment when the telephone was finally invented. The clum- sy spill of gum rubber and sulphur on a hot stove led almost instantly -- via serendipity of course = to Charles Goodyear's understan- - ding, at last, of how to vulcanize rubber. As Winston Churchill so aptly put it, "'Many men stumble over discoveries, but most of them pick themselves up and walk away." Serendipity can be a scientist's miracle, yes, but how do I' discover something that will help me make it through a dull Tuesday at home? How can I '"'grow" into my own seren- dipity? Here are some rules I have found useful: Cultivate awareness. 'Suppose you fall in love with a girl who drives a blue VW," my son said recently. 'Suddenly you start to see. blue Volkswagons all over the place. It's not that there are really any more of them on the road than there were before. It's just that you are more aware of them now." The painter Rico Lebrun used to cultivate his awareness by daily walking the, 12 blocks from his Los Angeles home to his studio, determined to see something new on every trip -- not an easy thing to do. But Lebrun knew what every true artist has always recognized: that you need the new, the sur- prising, breaking in on you, disrupting you, shaking you up from time to time, if you are going to push on, to grow. Mend your nets: Since serendipity is fre- quently a side effect of disappointment or adversity, I find myself thinking of our need for "nets" -- nets of loyalty, love, conviction, ' faith, friendship. We all need these things in | one degree or another. Such nets much be kept (Tum to page 19) © Mississauga. © planned for the pyramid-shaped Reflections of a golden age ot Just Isn't Fair by Mabel M. McCabe he Well, here we go again. The vocal group is once more taking aim at smokers as tiie pollution villains of the century. We all know that smoking is not good for us, but many started many years before the connections were made that it could be deadly if over-used. I'm sure you have all watched the laws coming down and reported on the news. We are now to be legislated as to how and where we light up. If there are some around us with a real allergy to smoke, we would respect that and butt out. To be TOLD TO REFRAIN everywhere is an infringement on our civil rights. It is time for those who smoke in their homes and with respect to others, in some public places, to stand up and say we 100 have rights. There is no fanatic worse than a reformed smoker They beat one over the head con- stantly trying to recruit others. | am a smoker, but not a heavy one. Now that | am alone most of the time, it is pleasant to sit with a warm cup of tea and a cigarette. It does not take the place of a loved one to talk to, but it helps. Why should the government feel it is necessary to take the small things from those of us who did not have the benefit of all the smart young things to point out the folly of our ways? WE HAVE SO FEW THINGS LEFT NOW: , Why stop at the smokers? Lets go after the drinkers whose. drunk driving kill so many. Then we could close all the auto makers down so the exhaust fumes would stop. Those in power speak of the tobac- co farmer and how they are going to help him. What about the other workers of the tobacce trade? Sales help, manufacturing workers, truck drivers and many others. The Rothman organization has already closed its plant in Toronto and one owned by another cigarette com- pany, Imperial, has closed in Quebec. Has anything been done for all these workers? If so, many probably will have to re-settle. With all this hub-bub, they are not going to stop the disease of the lungs in this day and age. To reach the objective this vocal group is aiming for, they must get all cars and trucks off the roads, and then take a bead on the trains and jet planes that contaminate our air. Let's be fair, guys. If a thing is worth doing, do-it right. ~~ - This whole effort in futility reminds me of the good old days of prohibition. I'm sure many of my contempories recall that fiasco. Gangsters and speak-easys on every corner. Sure, it was worse in the States, but it did happen here too. You know, this may be just the thing we need to start some new-business ventures. Think of a bootlegger of cigarettes? What an idea! We could resurrect the phrase, "Joe sent me." WE could make millions and wind up like the Bronfmans. . A whole new era of underworld characters could arise. Books - could be written of the exploits pf the brave drivers of contraband tobacco, driving madly on back roads to get their ungodly cargo to. those fiends who were addicted. This is a wonderful thing. The laws are gearing up to put us in a position where we are in the same catagory with the heroin and cocaine users. | fully expect that those substances will be made legal because they have to give a little _ something back, don't they? They could really make bucks on drug taxes. It sounds ridiculous and it is, of course. | do not feel that the government should be telling me or anyone else that | cannot smoke if | want to, but | will'say this, | sure wish | had never started. I'm a bit old to'change my spots right now, and if our constitution gives us civil rights, lets fight for them. Otherwise, we'll be looking for an "Eliott Ness" to work for the R.C.M.P. He could send all the seniors with the habit away. Hey kids! If you can, bake me a cake with a file in it, so | can bust out of the 'Big House!" New hotel announced - the development of Whitby, adding they would work as closely as possi- ble to ensure proper zoning and other matters are resolved as soon as possible. Attersley aluded that this was the second major hotel planned for Whitby. The proposal for the other hotel, at the intersection of Brock Street and Highway 401 is being held up while awaiting the release of a report from the Ministry of Transport and Communications on the reconstruction of exit ramps at the interchange from the 401. The mayor also stated a third hotel company has expressed an in- terest in locating in Whitby, but as talks are still contihuing, he could not divulge any of the details. From page 1 6) Although he admitted an actual design for the hotel has not been drawn up, Stoneburgh said it would be similar in design to a hotel his firm has nearly completed on Britannia Road at Highway 401 in Stoneburgh announced the hotel would involve an expenditure of some $7°5 million and could lead to as many as 35 jobs. The hotel would include a 120-seat conference room and 6,000 square foot restaurant hotel. Mayor Bob Attersley and members of council hailed the an- nouncement as a 'major step' in