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2 The Canadian Statesman, Bowmanville, Nov. 21, 1973 Section Two EDITORIAL COMMENT Just to Good to Let Drop Over the past decade, this community has built up a reputation for presenting a non-commercial Santa Claus parade that is truly a remarkable event, both in size and quality ... there isn't anything we know of to equal it in any community this size or much larger. Naturally it doesn't attempt to compete with the extravaganza presented each year in Toronto but that one has the financial backing of a large store while this one is home-grown and produced right here and in the surrounding area. We've been most fortunate to have a small group of dedicated people. . . and we do mean small in numbers . . . who have carried the ball with financial assistance from the Chamber of Commerce and interested businesses, individuals and service clubs. On Saturday, their year-long efforts came to fruition again in a brilliant show that obviously was thoroughly enjoyed by the many thousands who packed the parade route from start to finish. Others, who stayed at home for one reason or another, and were fortunate enough to have cable television, were able to view it live on their sets and also enjoy the floats, bands and clowns. Few of those who witnessed the parade realize that a couple of weeks ago, there was so little The Good News The increase in the minimum wage announced by the province recently will be applauded by all workers who scrape along on low pay. An extra 20 cents an hour - to take effect Jan. 1 - will make life a little easier for them. For many small businesses owners and factory operators, however, the announcement is bad news. Labor Minister Fern Guindon admitted the increase may cost jobs across Ontario. He singled out dry-cleaning stores, restaurants, car washes and service stations as industries that might be particularly hard hit by the legislation. "But some of these businesses are marginal anyway," he added. He also mentioned that he expects to see a major proportion of any resulting unemployment occur in economically-slow eastern and northern regions of the province. ,The new legislation is not an attempt to bring low-income work- ers even with welfare payments, Mr. Guindon said. It is "strictly a protection against exploitation of employees." Mr. Guindon's attempt to pro- tect workers has drawbacks. The government has chosen to place the entire burden of its social concern on industries that are "marginal anyway." It has also consciously taken an action that it thinks will put serious strain on economically sluggish regions of the province. In effect, small businesses and poor regions - the ones who can least afford it - are being forced to underwrite Queen's Park's concern for the working poor, says The Peterborough Examiner. The sacrifice of the economical- ly weak will bring no significant gains. The increase will raise the minimum weekly wage packet by only $8.80 for a 44 hour week. The yearly wage will still be less than the enthusiasm in evidence that the parade committee were fearful that they might have to cancel it. Then, as has happened over the years, a bit of a publicity boost and an appeal for help unearthed some excellent ideas that with a good deal of frantic work produced the results that on Saturday were amazing. It is hoped that the event may continue for many years to come, with new ideas and new people coming along to carry the immense load of organization work that goes into this project. We are certain that it's worthwhile because it launches everyone into the spirit of Christmas and gives the youngsters and adults something fascinating to watch. We're also certain that those hundreds of adults and children of all ages who take part in the show receive their rewards abundantly for any effort that is extended, especially when the hot weather is as favorable as it was on Saturday. So, let's begin accumulating those bigger and better ideas now for next year's big event. But, for the meantime, let's take a moment to express our thanks to those undaunt- ed members of the parade commit- tee who are working all-year round on the preparation and planning; they really deserve medals or something for their conscientious endeavors. and The Bad maximum welfare payment for a family of four. At present price levels, the $2 minimum is still too low to be a real living wage. A more adequate rate, however, would lead to widespread economic disruption if small busi- nesses were left to absorb the total blow. Mr. Guindon's concern would be more convincing if it were financed by fair and equitable means. It would appear more just if the government showed a willingness to take on part of the responsibility for the problems its policies cause. The minister is probably correct to assume there is exploitation of workers in this province. Surely, though, the government can exert its considerable strength in a more selective manner. There are small businesses that exploit workers. There are others which do not. It should not be necessary to destroy all marginal industries in order to root out exploitive ones. Some form of income supple- ment for both workers and non- workers might deal more effectively and coherently with low incomes - those of the working poor, welfare recipients and pensioners - but its political costs might be greater. Taxpayers (voters) might not be anxious to pay. Far better to nobly increase the minimum wage with no cost to the government. Far better to lose a few marginal industries, a few low-pay- ing jobs, than to lose support with disgruntled voters. But this increase, coupled with the federal government's announce- ment that Unemployment Insurance payments will be increased January lst for both employees and employ- ers, is a rough blow for many businesses to anticipate or protest. The apparent inefficiency in the UIC payments has only added to the annoyaqce and bitterness. J (%rner for £Poets NO WAR FOR NOW! The action ceases for a while Along the strife-torn line As we re-call another file - Other wars - another time. The leaves have fallen to the ground. A cup of tea - a symphony, And everywhere shall be found Some trace of happy harmony. The breeze is cool out there; A memory burns the mind For in the crispness of the air New strength to bless we find. We lift the cup "This do In remembrance of me" . . . The yesterdays mould into day anew, And earth abounds in God's Own Beauty ! by Marion Taylor Ford Durham County's Greatramily Journal Established 119years ago in 1854 9 Also Incorporating q CN The BowmanviH e News C*C NThe Newcastle Independent The Orono News Second class mailEregistration number 1561 Phone Produced every Wednesday by 623-3303 THE JAMES PUBLISHING COMPANY LIMITED 6266 King St. W., Bowmanville, Ontario LiC 3K9 Phone 623-3303 JOHN M. JAMES GEO. P. MORRIS PATRICK GOULD DONALD BISHOP Editor- Publisher Business Mgr. Sales Manager Plant Mgr. "Copyright and-or property rights subsist in the image appearing on this proot. 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The Canadian Stafesman accepts advertising in ifs columns on the understanding that if will not be liable for any error in the advertisement published hereunder unless a proof of such advertisement is requested in writing by the advertiser and returned to The Canadian Statesman business office duly signed by the advertiser and with such error or corrections plainly noted in writing thereon, and in that case if any error so noted is not corrected by The Canadian Statesman ifs liabilityshall not exceed such a portion of the entire cost of such advertisement as the space occupied by the.noted error bearsi to the whole space occupied by such advertisement Dear Sir; With reference to School Trustee Bill Carman's letter in your last week's paper in rebuttal to my letter of recent date. In his reply Mr. Carman evidenced anger over the fact that someone had dared - even oblique- ly - to challenge the sacred cow of education. Well, if ever a sacred cow needed to be challenged - head on - prior to it being led to a packinghouse floor, it is this sacred cow of the Ontario educational system. There is a shrill need for the Ontario educational system - from kindergarten to university - to be put under the microscope of informed public scrutiny to discover what ails our school system. Christopher Columbus made a trip to a far off land in 1492. On that trip he didn't know where he was going and when he arrived he didn't know where he was and when he returned to Spain, he didn't know where he had been - and all this was on other people's money. This story - to this writer - illustrates the depth of confusion existing today in our Ontario educational system and further, illustrates the depth of taxpayer's confusion who wonder if they are getting value for their tax dollar. Parents are confused. Students have been marching protesting something they know not what. The teachers are in a state of semi-revolt over salaries and working condi- tions. The system is very costly, obviously inefficient, wildly experi- by Margaret Rodger Sentiment and a millionaire A boy who once delivered newspapers and tended gardens in Stratford is soon coming back to live in a beautiful custom-built home near Sebringville. Norman Scott, now about 62, stayed away long enough to become both a horticul- tural expert and a millionaire. But home is where the heart is. He sold his mansion in Toronto's Willowdale and bought 14 acres on the south side of Sebringville from Nicholas Birk- engren for a new home. 1He and his wife, Ruth, expect to mbve in early next summer - in time for Mr. Scott to plant the vegetable garden he has in mind, according to his mother, Mrs. J. W. Scott, of 167 Mornington Street. "In all these years I never had things the way I wanted them", he told her. The 14 acres is going to be his garden-workshop. The garage will be large enough to harbor two cars 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, December 9, 1948 Reginald Cramp and son Don, age 12, were taken to Bowmanville Hospital, Mon- day night, suffering from several facial cuts and bruises as a result of a head-on collison between a car driven by Mr. Cramp and a truck driven by K. Colbary, R.R. 6, Bowmanville. The truck was slightly damaged but the car owned by E. Smith Ferguson is almost a total wreck. Mr. Cramp and his sons, Don and Teddy, were returning from taking Mr. Ferguson, a neigh- mental and run by a lordly civil service. It is quite true - as Mr. Carman pointed out in his letter that I had only a brief stint as a school trustee with the Northumberland and Dur- ham County Board of Education. In review, I find out that a brief stint was enough for it would take a long lifetime of battling for one critical person to make a dent in that system. Mr. Carman in his letter described my experience perfectly - it was a demoralizing experience. To me this series of letters is quite humorous - I started out to justify tbe fact that a Regional Councillor's job is a full time job requiring a full time salary and here I am in a hassle with a man that I admire as a conscientious citizen. In conclusion. Speaking of salaries. In view of the fact that Mr. Carman is chairman of the Teaching Staff Salary Committee for the Northumberland and Durham Coun- ty Board of Education, in view of the fact that the secondary school teachers of this Board are to the point of resigning en masse over the question of salaries - I firmly believe that Mr. Carman - at this time isf not the ideal person to be engaged in yet another discussion about salaries - salaries for Regional Councillors. His hands must be full trying to cope with a full complement of angry teachers. Sincerely Kenneth E. Lyall Regional Councillor Town of Newcastle. and the large camper in which he likes to journey south during winter. Already the well has been drilled and the excavation made for the house. Mr. Scott will be coming down from time to time to check progress. Years ago Norman Scott deliv- ered the Beacon Herald and was good at looking after people's gardens. Eventually he became one of the early graduates of the Niagara Parks Commission School at Niagara Falls. Some time later he took over the Brookdale-Kingsway Nursery at Bowmanville, Ont., and turned it into such a successful business that he became wealthy. After selling it about 12 years ago, he moved to Willowdale, where he operated the Canadian Horticultural Consulting Company. Mr. Scott has never lost touch with the local scene, however. He has visited the Festi- val, given advice on the city's parks, and kept in touch with old friends. -Stratford Beacon-Herald In the Dim and Distant Past bour, to catch a train in Burketon. Willow Acres, consisting of 140 acres on the second concession, Darlington Twp., just north' of the Boys Training School on Soper's Creek, owned and developed by Mr. and Mrs. Fergus Morrill, has been sold to a Toronto industrialist, Mr. H. Greogory Merritt, who took possession, Fri. Dec. 3. Mr. and Mrs. Morrill have purchased the Scobell Estate on King St. E., Bowmanville and will con- tinue to operate the Willow Acres Gladiolus Nursery there. Glen Brooks, son of Mr. and Mrs. Leslie Brooks, Scugog Street, gave the Valedictory address at B.H.S. at the Commencement Exercises recently. The community of Zion gathered at the home of Mr. and Mrs. John Nemisz, on Monday evening and pre- sented Mr. and Mrs. Harry Oyler (nee Nellie Nemisz) with silver flatware service for eight. Mrs. Cecil Slemon attended the Sunshine Club meeting held at Mrs. S. MeMurters, Bowmanville on Thursday. 49YEARSAGO Thursday, Dec. 4, 1924 The picturesque little vil- lage of Tyrone was the scene of a solemn, impressive and unique service, on Sunday, when the beautiful Bronze Tablet was unveiled within the church, to perpetuate the memory of one of Tyrone's soldiers, John Otho Staples, who made the sup fice in the great tablet was erected and bounty oft mother of the fall late Mrs. Elizabel After a very week's campaign James, was electe to represent Duri in the Fourth 0 Parliament whic] the Parliament Toronto, during week. The preacher for Thank-offering Di Methodist Church will be Rev. John Dundas Methodi London, Ont., assi J. U. Robins. Voc be rendered by M Stanley, Toronto, R. Cole, Mrs. Cawker and M Clapham. The Tri is asking fora offering of $2,500. There will b shooting match on reme acri-HOLDparts of Ontario and Quebec remne sacri- O D-1 t war. The wil1 be on display at the [at the wish PHOTO SHOW hbrary until Dec. 15. the grand- The third photographic art Annand NeilNewton, org- en hero, the showing of the season began anizers of the Photography th Staples. at the Bowmanville Public Gallery, urge people to core lively two Library on Monday, Nov. 5th. out and see this artistic , Stuart R. rwoert ±souraeauone o1 display. Lt is free to the public, ed Saturday Canada's finest photograph- in the hope it will stimulate ham County ers, has had 24 of his interest inphotography as an Older Boy's landscape photographs pre- art form, and prove beneficial h meets in pared for exhibition by the to the schools as a learning Buildings, National Film Board Stilîs process. The gallery is open 2 - Christmas Division. These landscanes of 9 p.m. daily, closed wednes- Sdays, and open 10 arn. until 5 r the annual Arthur E. Billett, Seugog p.m. on Saturdays. )ay in the Road, 12 mile north of Mr. Bourdeau is a resident on Sunday Hampton on Saturday, Dec- of Ottawa, and works on a i Garbutt of ember 6 at 1 p.m. sharp. Rifles daily basis in a field not st Church, and shotgun ranges. Geese for directly related to his photo- sted by Rev. rizes. Core and bring your graphy. Mr. Newton states al solos will fiends for a good day's sport. that Mr. Bourdeau's photo- iss Dorothy Miss Katherine Miles, dau- graphs show fine detail and Miss Reta ghter of Rev. Dr. and Mrs. are irpressionary works, as T. Wesley John F. Miles, Syracuse, N.Y. opposed to recognizable scen- Ir. G. B. (nee Nellie Williams of-Bow- es of Ontario and Quebec. ustee Board manvîlle) is the youngest Mr. Bourdeau used large a free-will student in the Syracuse Uni- view cameras and is known as versity College of law, pre- a quality print maker. a sharp fering a life at the bar to one inThe Bowmanville Library is the farm of the pulpit. located at 62 Temperance St. Mm v t lX mluo RIert mmraea, o e I 01lmlezIR9 ladsap potg a npe ArthurlE. Bile cuo Road,4 mie noth No *KXRHamn onSaur, e-UKEEk ByMis KahriMilesdu WINTER MAKES US MADMEN Canadians take a perverse pleasure, L'll swear, in the perver- sity of their country's climate. Give them a sunny, open winter, as we had last year, and they scowh, "Yeah, 'sbeen a good winter, but we'll probably have a cold, wet summer." Give them a beautiful, hot, dry summer, as we had this year, and they grumble. "We need rain. Country's all dried up. It'll likely rain all fall. Give them a fine, warm, sunny fall, as we had this year, and they hint darkly. "Yup. 'Snice, but we'll pay for it. Any day now y' c'n get out the shovel." And when it finally does begin to snow and blow, as it has around here without cease for the past thirty And then there are the the remarks. "Well, we hadda expect 'er. Haven't even got muh snow tires on. But I got the snowmobile all tuned up. Turrible about the increase in oil." There's no increase in oil, unfortunately, only in oil prices. This winter, we may go back, as a nation, to long johns with collapsible seats. There's a sort of obscene triumph in the way your average Canadian stomps in out of the first blizzard of the year. Snorting, hacking, puffing, running at the nose, he roars cheerfully, "Izzen that a corker? Looks like we're in for it. Weatherman says there's more coming. Indians say it's gonna be the worst winter in years." And an endless series of anecdotes: couldn't get 'er started this morning; never thought I'd make the hill. And, chuckling with pride, "Haven't even got the damned storm windas on." This warped and diabolic gaiety in the face of what is bound to be one of the most crushing experiences possible, five months of stark, staring winter, makes me shudder for the sanity of my compatriots. Pakistanis and West Indians who shiver and turn purple every day for six months, must think we are a nation of madmen, when they first arrive in Canada. We are among the most vulner- able people in the world, when it comes to the vagaries of nature. And I am one of the most vulnerable people in Canada, when it comes to winter. I hate it, and it hates me. There are some people who love winter. Rotten little kids, for example. They greet the first snow with sheer delight, roll around in it, and the more it snows, the hap they are. I can scarce forbear fs.- belting them when they chortle, "Wow!. Wasn't that a dandy snow, Mr. Smiley?" And then there are the winter sports idiots. When the skiers and the snowmobilers look out the window and croon, "Just look at that, lovely white stuff", I could kick them in the groin without compunction. On the other hand, there are the elderly. Winter is almost literally murder, for them. No gardening, no flowers, no gentle walks in the sunshine. Instead, it means holing up, with the ever-present spectre of pneumonia, or a slip on icy streets and a broken hip, or just the long, savage nights and the short bleak days. Not much fun there. And tht.en there are the ordinary, sensible people like me. We know that winter is a vicious brute with about as much of the quality of mercy in it as there was in Attila the Hun. Take curling. It is my only winter outlet, aside from shovelling snow, and scraping ice off the windshield with my fingernails, and cursing winter. Last night, after taking a year off the curling with a broken toe, I returned to the roarin' game. Early November. Looked forward to a pleasant game. Good weather, good skip. Had to curl at nine p.m. instead of seven. Drove to the rink in a blizzard. Nearly cracked up on the ice in the parking lot. Lost the game. Got home at midnight, every bone in my body screaming, "Rape!" Take my leaves. There are four inches of oak leaves in the back yard, covered by eight inches of frozen snow. My lawn chairs are still out, looking like forlorn relics of an ice age. And my storm windows aren't on. This is the most unkindest cut of all. And don't think my wife isn't cutting me up about it. Most unkindly. A politically astute political party, which wishes to perpetuate itself in perpetuity, as it were, would introduce a bill in parliament, packing all the old people and the sensible people, off to South Africa or somewhere every winter. The savings in fuel alone, in these energy-crisis days, would pay for the jaunt. Leave the whole barren waste to the kids, and the winter sports fiends. And let THEM pay the tay for a change. -T -b I "'I 'J- Letters to the Editor Sacred Cow Needed to be Challenged About Stratford