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2-Orono Weekly Times, Wednesday, July 15, 1987 People power in planning It certainly appears that established residents in the Town of Newcastle are having their say in the direction in which planning planning is to be undertaken in thé municipality. There is objection to development plans that would have such development extend out into the rural areas. It was not that long ago that residents in the Tyrone area objected to further development within their immediate area. More recently Courtice area residents blasted out on further development in the south Courtice area with all the usual complaints complaints that are always expressed. The plans have been put on at least a temporary hold by council. More recently a petition was registered with council over extending development beyond the boundaries in the Solina area and council has agreed by denying such development, at least for the time being. The Solina group did however come forth with what would appear a logical approach in that the Solina hamlet should first be developed before extending into the adjacent area. Council over the years have discussed rural development and have often been heard to state that it should be dampened especially when land serviced with water and sewers laid inactive in the built up areas. These areas also contained other facilties of service from the municipality . AlthoughThis was often heard little little was ever done and decisions in the rural areas often held over but. finally passed. The people planning power may make some change and hopefully for the better. It is interersting to note that recent articles pertaining to development in Metro Toronto were less than complimentary through statements of the Metro chairman and the Minister of Housing. It was not planning, it was stated, but lets make a deal. As a result planning lost out in the process. The Minister of Natural Resources 'in commenting on demands for lakeshore erosion was also critical of local area municipalities. On the one hand they scream for financial assistance for those building too close to the shoreline but on the other hand let such development to continue that will only create further demands for financial aid in the future. We never seems to learn. It could well be that some development along this municipality's lakeshore will be in some of the same straits in the future just because those that govern are not ready to say 'no'. Long term planning is not a fact, never has been, and likely never will be. A new hero in the making It has been repeatedly stated that Colonel North is becoming an American hero and is touching the hearts of most Americans through the hearifigs now underway over the Iran- Contra debate. We can understand this for their is a certain amount of intrigue and the hearings do present an international picture seldom released to the general public. It certainly makes for a best seller and possibly even a movie contract. With Coupon 10% OFF EVERYTHING IN STORE EXCLUDING ARTICLES ON SALE* HARVEY PARTNÉR OFFER GOOD TWURS., FRI., SAT. Kendal . News Bobolink Song Black below, snow-white above, And a tuneful solo we all love; A happier note is hard to think on; Bob-o-link ! Bob-o-link ! Bob-o' Lincoln." Lincoln." By Percy Ghent Sunday July the twelfth began with the same forecast at eight a.m. that we have had for six days; hot, hazy and humid with present temperature 28°C or 82°F. and chance of a thunderstorm. On July ll the heat' at 3 p.m. broke all previous records for that day. On July 11 we the Kendal U.C.W. assisted by the W.I. were catering to the Golden Wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Allen Foster. Mrs. Foster (Fern) said it was just as hot the day they were married. Allen belonged to a family of six boys and three girls while Fern was an only'child. They have one daughter Mrs. Jane Kennedy and two granddaughters Karen and Shari Kennedy. Allen was a carpenter by trade eventually going into tobacco farming, while Fern, a very fine organist, has played in Kendal Church for several years. Fern's two aunts her father's *sisters, were there from Vittoria near Simcoe. The one Aunt Fern T,afford, is 100 years old, her home is in California but she has been staying with her sister this summer so was gble to come as an honoured guest. Allen's sister Mrs. Rachael Russo and relatives from Buffalo as well as others from New Hampshire came in one group planning to be at the event by one o'clock, but they were held up in a traffiejam for two hours so had dinner along the way and hadn't time to stay very long as they had to return that night. Allen's brother Bernard Foster of Tennessee was unable to be there for health reasons at this time. Others were there form Barrie, Niagara Falls and Virginia as well as the many friends and neighbours who called to wish them many more happy years together. Correction from last week. These American engineers were to go to Norman Wells and lay a pipeline across the MacKenzie River and one "to" Whitehorse. Whitehorse is a city in the Yukon. Last week it appeared appeared as "on the Whitehorse" How could you lay a pipelineon the Whitehorse? People should train their dogs or pay someone else to train them. A young girl came to my place bringing bringing a large dog. When she came in; it barked and tore with its large claws at the new wire in the screen door. As we could not hear for its incessant barking I said, "bring it in", but not before it had torn a large hole in the new wire screening. She pointed to the mat and said, "Lie down", but it paid no attention attention and roamed through all the rooms in the house. Reminded me of my cousin's experience. experience. She said they put a 'for sale' sign on their house. In came a mother with a twelve-year-old son. While she was talking to the mother the lad opened and shut every dresser drawer in the upstairs. Nobody likes an untrained child or animal. Don't buy any more California White or Florida Red Potatoes. Our own growers have lots of new potatoes. Recollections of a Prairie School -Ma'am By Ruby Hewitt Brown In, 1952 when Alberta celebrated, it's Golden Jubilee, practically everyone from the past received tribute - pioneer homesteaders, early early explorers, missionaries, et al. That was as it should be, but--strange to say--those of us who followed the newspaper accounts accounts found that practically no mention was made of the early rural school teachers who certainly endured endured hardships and loneliness in order to bring the rudiments of education to the children of the far- spread settlers. Incidentally we must admit there was the little matter of these teachers--mostly college students--trying to make some money to help with their next year's college expenses! But there really was a pioneer spirit in most of them. These schools were largely "summer "summer schools" from May till the end of September; and I was one of those who left the comforts and amenities of life to which I was accustomed, accustomed, and set out for far horizons, the light of adventure in my eyes, and with the cheerful expectation expectation of taking back some hundreds hundreds of dollars towards next year's college expenses. We who did this, came mostly from the Eastern provinces, and had no idea of conditions on the prairie till we arrived, t literally "strangers in a strangeTand"--and I mean strange! Sometimes, from the distance of years, I wonder how these young people encountered. Heaven knows, if I had had the money, or a return ticket, 1 would have left for home the day after my landlady (trying to get rid of me because of seven hired men coming for haying) took me to the dreariest looking shack in the nieghbourhood--miles from my school--and tried to leave me with the two dirtiest and least at-' tractive people I had ever seen at close range, and who, I found out afterwards were a common-law couple. To tell the truth, I wept pathetically to her, promising I would sleep with one of the children if she'd let me stay. Hard-boiled as she was, I guess it moved her a little. little. So I took on ten-year-old Ally (short for "Alberta"!) who got into bed each night unwashed and wearing wearing all her daytime clothes except shoes! Ugh! Somehow I never felt I was a poor sport about that weeping, weeping, for I was pretty young. But to begin at the beginning. My first trip West to a prairie school was in the days when automobiles were few, and they hadn't yet purchased one for the mail route towards my destination; so in ait unaccustomed vehicle called called a "democrat" I rode the thirty miles from the railroad to find no welcome whatsoever. , The school board secretary a bachelor took me to the home .of (the widow X), and planted me there, in spite of Mrs. X's protests. She hadn't liked the last school teacher and declared she wouldn't take another; but she got poor depressed me on her hands, willy- nilly! They were, a family from Virginia U.S.A. and .(not unkindly do I say this) the sort that would be classed in their own country as "poor white trash". Well if I hadn't chanced to be born an optimist I don't know exactly exactly what T would have done. There were three grown .sons who were utterly tough, and blasphemed and swore outrageously till it fairly made my blood curdle. The day a horse got caught in a neighbour's barbed wire fence (barbed wire was tactily OUT) the language of Jake was unbelievable. I actually had « nightmares for nights with those shocking words racing through my head to match terrible inlaginary happenings, and I'd wake up soaked soaked with perspiration. One-day finally finally I gave them my opinion. One of the boys, grinning at me'across the table at a meal remarked, "The last school teacher didn't like us; she • said we swore too much." This was greeted with guffaws by others in the family and the seven hired men who really were the toughest- looking "thugs" I'd ever laid eyes on. 1 think I gulped a little and stiffened stiffened by mack; but when .the roar of laughter died away I spoke one sentence. It was greeted with complete complete silence, which lasted till the end of the meal. I said, "I never in my life before I came here heard the name of God used in any way but reverence, and the blasphemous way you use it s shocking and HORRIBLE." HORRIBLE." My room was of beaver board through which all sounds could be heard. I didn't make many myself but I got all their uninhibited soünds, some of which would be conversation about me most disconcerting! Also I soon realized that when I was away at school Mrs. X went through my bureau drawers and worse through my trunk which contained not only things too many for the drawers but letters received from my family and friends. At that time there was , college youth in my life who could - be rather fervent: but not till a neighbour warned me to lock my trunk did I know that the neighbourhood women were being entertained with the contents of these letters! • uu be continued) Froth Feb. 87 Digest As a freelance writer working at home I squeeze in my household .chores between assignments - not always with the best results. For example, example, there was a day I overheard my sons talking as they came home from school, "I'm starved," said one. "I hope there's something good for dinner." Replied the other, "Well do you smell anything in the oven or do you hear the typewriter." Gloria Morrison The W.I. ladies that attended the Couroux cottage were Mrs. L. Cathcart, Mrs. A. Low, Mrs. D. Turansky and Mrs. H. Couroux. They report a wonderful time, boating and swimming. " ' a, St. Saviour's Analican Church . MILL STREET ORONO, ONTARIO Rev. James Small Rector * 987-4745 Sunday Service and • Church School 9:30 a.m. ORONO PASTORAL CHARGE Minister: Rev. Fred Milne Telephone: Church 983-5501 Manse 983-5208 SUNDAY, JULY 19, 1987 Morning Worship lOiOOa.m, Kirby United Church Mid-Week Bfble Study Fellowship . J uly 15 Everett & Gladys Brown July 22 Rick & Dawna Hawkshaw July 29 Fred & Marion Milnes Aug. 5 Orville & Isabelle Challice A Regular Summer Worship Times July 26th - 10 a.m. Orono United Church " Month of Augusj Newcastle United Church 10:30 a.m. See You at the ... SIDEWALK SALE SAT., JULY 18 Many Specials Inside and ; Outside i : 1 r ORONO, ONTARIO 983-5009