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BOWMANVILLE, ONTARIO, OCTOBER 13, 1976 Thanksgiving and You may have noticed something missing from the front of your church on Thanksgiving Sunday. No outboard motors, no television sets, ao wheels, or gears or other man-created things. Just golden corn, red tomatoes, fat grapes, shiny apples, wheat sheaves and the biggest pumpkins you ever saw! Of course, maybe your church never did go in for bicycles and " idoos on Thanksgiving Sunday or -àrvest Home. Some did. Just a few years ago, the up-with-the-times Sunday congregations were thank- ing God for all sorts of man-made gadgets which enrich our lives. And we do know that the factory workers toil as hard and skilfully as the farmer to produce those things which make modern life so pleasant. For a few years church people were reminding themselves of this when they gathered once a year for a special service of Thanksgiving. To symbolize such feelings they placed the produce of the plant alongside fruits, vegetables and The unseemly bickering that goes on between the various levels of government in Canada for greater slices of the taxpayers' pie has reached a point where few of us know how much we pay to whom for what purposes. Three and sometimes four levels of government compete for the taxpayers' allegiance; control and regulate his life and tax his personal wealth. Yet the overlapping bureau- cracies of federal, provincial and municipal administrations have so blurred the responsibilities of each that the taxpayer - - who is also the voter - - has little idea for what each level is responsible. Worse, the citizen-taxpayer no longer has any standard by which to judge priorities, or measure the effective use of his money. We are over-governed to coin a cliche. Granted that most of our money s to provide services which the icians would argue we have for, it would be refreshing if The Plan of Life There is a Plan for you an me It's written in God's Harmony, How do I know this is true, This certainty for me and you. I see it in the seeds that grow Even under Winter's snow I see it in the flowers' that bloom In the Rose of early June - I hear it in a baby's ckry "why" Or when a teenager asksWhy Yes, God has planned it all in all Fro Spring until the leaves softly fa-l. -by Marion Taylor Ford the good old ways grain from orchard, garden and field. Then suddenly it stopped, part of the whole pollution, ecology thing. For we suddenly realized that we were using up what the expertà call our unrenewable resources. Now we are busily developing a whole new set of values, and some of them are very old values indeed. At the same time we have developed a new appreciation for our renewable resources. We know that by tending our fields and streams and oceans wisely and well they will continue to produce, and can be made even more productive. And that's why we were back on Thanksgiving Sunday to where we used to be, with the potatoes and peaches and pears. Those churches which dropped the passing fad, and went back to decorating their altars with what God, not man, has made, have recognized a fundamental thing. It is one of those rare instances where by turning back to the good old ways we become as modern as tomorrow. Angry About '76 Taxes? Blame Boards of Education And Regional Government, Not Local Municipality If you're still burning about the hefty increase in your municipal tax bill for 1976, then go directly to the Board of Education or the Region of Durham. They're the real culprits in the huge leap in levies, which have risen 30-50 per cent over the past year in some areas of the Town of Newcastle, accor- ding to a recent petition circulated by irate taxpayers. While the local council shoulders much of the blame for the current tax rise, its share of the bill has not increased significantly, and in the case of Bowmanville and Newcastle Village, has actual- lý dropped aufew dollars from last year. Councillor Ann Cowman explained last Monday that the reason the municipality gets flack over tax increases stems from the fact that the town acts as the official tax collector, not only for its own funds, but also for the elemen- tary and secondary school boards, as well as the Region of Durham. Even though the municipa- lity sends out the bill, it has nothing to do with deciding either the education or regio- nal budgets. "The school board has sole jurisdiction over its budget and contents," Mrs. Cowman said. "The ensuing standards of buildings and services it provides are agreed upon by the voter through his elected representative, the school trustee." She added that the town council does not participate in any. way with the disburse- ment of educational funds. The same rules apply to the regional levy, whose $40,000,000 budget is struck by elected representatives to the Durham Regional Council. To illustrate her case, Mrs. Cowman quoted figures show- ing how the tax pie was sliced in 1976 in Ward 1, the area represented by the old town- ship of Darlington. Out of an average bill of $600, $360 is channeled to the elementary and secondary school boards, $111 goes to the region, and the remaining $129 represents the municipality's share of the funds However, the real story is told in the increase from 1975 to 1976. The average bill in Darling- ton rose $100 dollars over the past year, and of-that total, the school boards took the largest share - $69, while the region collected an extra $26. Less than $5 was collected by the town, a sum lower than the accepted rate of inflation, Mrs. Cowman noted. The Clarke area was hit by the arg i est xse.r n the- municipal portion of the tax bill with a rise of 5.80 mills, while levies in Newcastle and Bowmanville were lower this year than they were in 1975. Even in Clarke, the municipal mill rate increase was less than half the figure for each of the two boards of education and the region. Getting Shortchanged While local taxpayers might be blessing the municipality for holding on its own spend- ing, Mrs. Cowman thinks that we may be shortchanging ourselves in the long run. "It has often been said that the old councils (which amal- gamated to form the Town of Newcastle) ran on a shoestr- ing. Now thè shoestring is very frayed and showing severe signs of wear." Mrs. Cowman pointed out that the local arenas are literally 'falling round our ears, which is not a problem in Oshawa or Whitby.' In reference to her own jurisdiction, she said that "there has been no appear- ance in Courtice of street lights, tennis courts, much road improvement or a fire station." Mrs. Cowman added that the town hall roof has leaked for the past four years and that much of the maintenance equipment owned by the municipality is in a poor state of repair. The result of the restraint is that, while taxpayers haven't got anything for their money, they haven't paid any more in most cases, she stated. How- ever, Mrs. Cowman predicts that a day of reckoning will come, when the municipality will be forced to make up for the funds they've tried to save in the past few years. In reference to this year's tax bill, Mrs. Cowman looks at the situation this way. "Enough dollars were genera- ted by your 1976 taxes to appease the school board, and sufficient to appease the regional government, and suf- ficient to maintain a frayed state of affairs within the municipality." Letter to the Editor October 4, 1976 Dear Mr. James: The Board of Directors of Durham House is pleased to announce that the treatment centre for emotionally dis- turbed children located at 1521 Simcoe Street North, Oshawa, Ontario is now ready for occupancy. This has been made possible due to the generosity of so many citizens, organizations, service clubs and businesses of the Durham Region. To celebrate the occasion, an Open House will be held on Saturday, October 16th at 3 p.m. As a matter of informa- tion, our annual meeting will be held at 1:30 p.m. The opening ceremonies will be followed by a tour of the building. Sincerely yours, Mary Murdoch Chairman Thanksgiving List With Thanksgiving just over, there are many things for which we should be thankful. It is natural to think of material things first, like food and shelter and the beautiful country in which we are fortunate to live. You've heard all that before. Last year. But there are other blessings which we might sing about in church next Sunday, to which we are more sensitive in 1976. Here is a list. If you don't agree, well then be thankful it's a free country. Dissent seldom carries a penalty. English-speaking Canadians should be thankful for Quebec. And French-speaking Canadians should be grateful for the rest of Canada. After all this nation has survived two centuries with two founding races living together. And we confidently expect, with all our tensions, to move forward together in mutual respect. All of us ma be thankful for the new people who have come from distant places to live among us; they enrich our lives with their cultures and their personalities. Sure there are problems, but they will remain small and disappear if we are wise - and show our gratitude. We are thankful for changing values in respect to our inheritance. Just a decade ago we were busy digging it up, pumping it out, cutting it down with no real thought for tomorrow. We still have a lot of changing to do, but we have started on a new direction. Ecology, pollution, resources, are words every child understands. Thank God. We are grateful for relative eace in the world. Oh, there are smail and nasty wars and many revolutions. But no Canadian needs to be involved in violent strife. We hope that no big wars will divide the world and impoverish us all. We are thankful for reasonably good government, reasonably loyal opposition, reasonably able men and women serving in public life. You don't agree? Then go look at the world carefully and thoughtfully. Ask your new Canadian neighbours. You may find some more fortunate than we. But most are not. That, too, gives grounds for thanksgiving and challenges us to do our best to correct what is wrong. SECTION TWO the various levels of government would try to tackle their problems on a basis of need and efficiency. Instead we too often are treated to the tiresome display of each trying to grab the biggest share of the communal pot. For instance we have federal and provincial ministries of labor, natural resources, health, social security, environment, consumer protection and business regulation. Add to this municipal involvement in health, social security, environmen- tal protection, transportation and education and you find how the taxpayer supports enormous burea- cracies which overlap in dreadfully wasteful manner. How does the beleagured tax- payer-citizen choose within three jurisdictions? Surely the time has come for governments to co-operate rather than compete for the privi- lege of spending tax dollars and free the financial resources needed for one level to do things well. You can't drink your way up the ladder of success While some members of the liquor ernity appear to advocate ' maderation in drinking, others blatantly reveal the industry's true motivation. They want Canadians to drink more. They've given up those subtle visual advertising hints that you can't enjoy life without a drink. They've begun stating that alcohol is essential. Jonnie Walker was offered whisky as an escape from life's pressures. An ad showing a glass filled with ice cubes read: "The road to success is paved with rocks. Let us smooth them for you." As an editorial in the Mennonite Brethren Herald commented: "Anyone acquainted with the inci- dence of alcoholism among 'suc- cessful' business executives can only read that ad as a cynical joke." The Martini and Rossi people said: "How to succeed in business without really trying." The ad described their vermouth as "the world's most beautiful drink" with "a taste that can put almost anybody in the right frame of mind. So if you want to be a success in business just remember this one important word: Martini." 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EDITORIA L COMMENT und By Bill Smileyadp Football and sanity Now that the hockey hysteria is over, we armchair athletes can settle into the football season, and lend our expertise, so lately freely offered to Scotty Bowman and the Canadian team, to those who really need it, like the hapless Russ Jackson and the hopeless Toronto Argos. I must confess that I'm not as keen on football as I once was. When I was a young buck, I was crazy about it. I knew all the players in the big league, all the standings, all the records. When I was a kid, we lived not too far from Ottawa, and I saw some of the greats in action - Dave Sprague, Bummer Stirling, Tony Golab. When I was about 14, my big brother took me to a Grey Cup final, a classic between Winnipeg and Ottawa, with the great little Fritz Hanson, one of the first American im orts, scampering around on the field like a waterbug on a pond until he was finally crushed by some huge homebrew, a behemoth like Bunny Wadsworth of the Rough Riders. Those were the days when people went to watch football games because they loved the game, not because it was a status symbol to have a ticket, and also a great occasion for a weekend binge. My first Grey Cup game was also my introduction to rye whiskey. I sat between two French Canadian gentlemen, knowledgable about football. They had a mickey of rye. After a particularly great lay, they'd have a polite swig each, to kee out the bitter November chill. Wit Gallic grace, they offered me a slug. My Methodist background and teetotal parents made me exclaim with horror. But my 14-year-old spirit of adventure made me wet my lips, with one eye on my brother. I've had a warm spot for the combination of football, French Canadian gentlemen, and rye whis- key ever since. My mother would have killed me if she'd seen. Nowadays, a kid like that would probably have a mickey of his own. Or worse, he'd be bludgeoned to death by some drunken woman behind him, pounding on his head and screaming: "Go, Stamps, Go!" even though she didn't know the difference between a wide end and a big bum. In high school, I played junior, then senior football. My best friends were the jocks on the football team, rather than the academic types, the boys in the school orchestra, the members of the students' council. Autumns were not school work. They were long months of crisp fall afternoons, tackling, running, throwing, passing. Then the hot shower, and the painful limp a mile home through an October dark, with a sprained ankle or a loose tooth. And the occasional day of glory, when we stuck it to Smith Falls or Carleton Place, and the cheers were like manna. In those days, there was no money for fancy uniforms and buses to out-of-town games. Most of us wore home-made pads with felt from the local felt mill. There were about half a dozen helmets for the two teams. When we played out of town, parents and teachers transported the team in their own cars. When we played a home game, every student and lots of townspeople were out to cheer. The coach was a volunteer. Times change. In the high school in which I teach, with a student population of 1,600 (my own high school had 400), it's impossible, this year, to muster two teams, semor and junior. We'll be lucky to have one. Because of education cut-backs, there's no money for buses to transport the teams. When we do have a home game, the students leave in hundreds to walk the streets, of just goof around. It's sort of sad. Football used to be character-building, even though you wound up with a tooth or two missing, and a gimpy knee. But if you weighed 140 and tackled some brute of 190, you knew you were on your way to being a man. In my day, the emphasis was on offense: running, passing, trick plays. But with the massive influx of the American game, the emphasis on defense, and television to show it all, the game has become almost dull, except for the odd brilliant outburst of speed by some guy who is being paid a phenomenal sum for his skill., And the main idea now is "hitting." That is, the player tries to collide with an opponent with such force, and in such a way, that the latter will be injured. And if it requires breaking the rules deliber- ately, as I've seen it done, for example, on kick returns, then go ahead. Take the penalty, as long as you can "hit" and injure the kick returner when he's not set for a collision. It's dirty, dirty. I went to university, and I played there. And I watched Joe Krol and Royal Copeland and company, and it was still great. But after the war, the Yanks took over. Now it's mechanized. You have an "offensive" and a defen- sive" team (we used to lay 60 minutes, both ways), and t e chief aim seems to be to disable the opposition. No wonder it's losing its popular- ity with today's students. They are not so dumb. One of our high school coaches revealed the new attitude. When he remonstrated with one of his rookies, "Hit 'im! Hit 'im!" the kid retorted: "Why should I hit him? He's my friend." Another kid started walking off the field in the middle of a play. "Hey! Where you going?" the coach wanted to know. The kid said: "I'm gonna have a rest." It may not be football, and it may make coaches grind their teeth to the jawbone, but it's sanity. Too much government orner for oets L 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, October 4th, 1951 Councillor Gerry Wooll. chairman of the Industrial Committee, has resigned fron council to accept a position as vice-president and managing director of Genaire Ltd., St. Catharines. Thirteen Bowmanville Mer- ...chants petitioned council re- questing that stores be al- lowed to remain open on Saturday nights. Revenue from parking fines in Bowmanville from Febru- ary 22 to June 28 amounted to $83. The first Teen Town Dance was held on Friday night at the B.H.S. in the auditorium. Jim De Geer played popular records for the dancing. Brookdale Roses, Eastern Ontario Intermediaté 'A' Baseball Champions, with- drew from the Ontario finals, j on Wednesday, opposing an ....O.B.A. ruling admitting Bat- awa to O.B.A. finals. George Hacking and Ben Kitson were inducted into the Bowmanville Rotary Club on Friday. Taking part in the initiation ceremony were Ross Strike, Dave Morrison and Howard Rundle. J.H. Parkhill has been appointed Assistant Superin- tendent at the B.T.S. and took Adverismng. over his duties on October lst. Former superintendent Jack Eastaugh has been transfer- lets y ou know red, to Brampton and J.J. what's what. Brown promoted to Superin- 1 CANAD1AN ADVERTISING ADVISORY BOARD tendent In the Dim and I )is tant Past 49 YEARS AGO Thursday October 13th, 1927 Miss Emma G. Niddrie and Miss Lois M. Lamb graduated on Wednesday in the gradua- tion exercises of the Training School for Nurses of Bowman- ville Hospital. A presentation was made to Mr. W.J.E. Ormiston and Miss G. Densem on the occasion of their approaching marriage by the members of the A.Y.P.A. Also six new mem- bers, were initiated Misses Audrey Lamb, Lois Lamb, Eleanor Wood were elected delegates to the Dominion Conference next week in Peterborough. Teachers at Newcastle Public School for this season are Thos. A. Rodger, Harriet Mason and Elizabeth Hancock. Their salaries are respectively $1,200, $1,000 and $900. Mr. F.W. Bowen, M.P. and Mrs. Bowen, Mr. and Mrs. R.R. Waddell leave Friday for the big convention in Winnipeg. The members of the New- castle Schools Harmonica Band are Fred Couch, Adair Hancock, Alfred Garrod, Billy Thoms, Verna O'Neill, Alda Pillsworth, Jessie Van Dusen, Billy Brunt, Gordon Garrod, John ýickard, Jamie Wright, Velma Brown, Betty Garrod, Violet Henning, Marion Pinch, Ruth Pillsworth, Eileen Cooke, Rosa Cowan and Mary Van Dusen.