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nN wp 24-- Scugog Citizen -- Tuesde July 9,, 1991 "We enjoyed your article on Earle Trewin," Harvey Graham began. "We . enjoyed it so much, we've decided to have a little fun with Earle tonight at the pull..." Pets show off Patients at Community Memorial Hospital enjoyed a 'pet show' recently. Outdoors, of course! It all happened thanks to the efforts of staff and volunteers. In the centre of this photo Is Heather Delaney and her poogh 'Connor', with patients Marjorie Wilson $right) and Marguerite Pittendrigh. At far left is volunteer Thelma McCreight. a Earle and the 'real' Marlene. If Earle Trewin had read between the lines of a story in last week's edition of the Scugog Citizen, he might have clued in to the biggest surprise of his life. "Earle Trewin's fiancee is a patient woman," the story began. "Fourteen years she's invested in Earle, and sull they haven't faced a preacher. It's not that he doesn't want to tie the knot. It's just thay Marlene wants to get married in the summer. And Earle is just too busy at this time of year to think about using up one of his weekends somewhere other than a tractor pull." "Russ Carnaghan, Bob Swain, Harvey Graham and other members of the Blackstock ~~ Agricultural Sociey, got quite a kick out of Cathy OHiffe's article. Or so Harvey said when he called Cathy Saturday afternoon to let her in on a secret. "We enjoyed your article on Earle Trewin," he began. "We enjoyed it so much, we've decided to have a little fun with Earle tonight at the pull..." It was Saturday night, part two of the noisiest, rootenest- tootenest weekend of the year in Blackstock, the Blackstock Agricultural Society's Tractor & Truck Pull. Earle was primed for a big win in the Pro-Stock classes. He'd been having a fine night, and his souped-up Allis Chalmers D-21 was making a shrieking, smoking, streak for the finish line when suddenly he was red flagged. The tractor camg to a screeching stop, the sled bumping up behind. The crowd drew in a collective breath, hushed and shocked. Earle tore off his helmet, revealing the concern written all over his face, and asked the flagman what was going on. "I don't know, Earle," he replied earnestly. That's when a tall, hairy 'woman' in a white dress "ooh- hooed" and danced onto the track, while 'Here Comes The Bride' crackled out of the grandstand's loudspeakers. You could have knocked Earle over with a feather. His face coloured up brighter than the orange paint on his tractor, as his 'bride', Bob Swain, cozied up beside him, flowers bobbing. The crowd was roar- ing -- even more so, when they saw Reverend Dale Davis, of Blackstock - Nestleton United Churches, sitting on a big old hay wagon being towed . by a John Deere lawn tractor. Rev. Davis conducted what had to be the world's most * tractor-oriented wedding ceére- mony ('do you take this oil change', that sort of thing); Russ Carnaghan, the best man, dressed Earle up in a suitjacket and supplied a ring, while Earle's real-life fiancee, Marlene Bray, blushed vigor- ously and took pictures. And despite what must have been a major distraction, Earle went on to win the class (claiming three wins overall) and Marlene won her's. The evening was wild. Simply wild. The. next dftermoon, Earle still hadn't fully recovered. "I"ve never been so surprised in my whole life," "You sure you had nothing to do with this?" Honest to God, Earle. You'll have to catch your pullin' pals on this one. 'Just let us know when the real wedding is, okay? he said.* \Y (0:3:8 4:0) i of 21 Sic Te elo Tel @iky vA: SA IN {ei 05] 0) | (eR (0) IR Hundreds of Gifts and Decorative Accessories! End of the Line Outlet Stop Z2ueen Stueet at Huy. Tr, Port Perry HOURS: Weekdays & Saturdays 10 AM to 5 PM; Sundays 12 Noon to 5 PM And to July 15 WE'LL PAY THE TAXES \ GSTandPST = . ' onouR ALREADY LOW PRICES (End ofthe Line wh pay te equivalent in asa PST on merchandise)