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FRSC ES RA a ANY FAT NN Eve ad Oye TAT, BLA Tg NWA ENS I TL vet MLE AY 3 v LARK BA » LAE rl et a a We i nr De Me es i ie Ved 8 RAT RL $ SRE SEH RRM RENAE. TE TNF FESHISN 2 2-- PORT PERRY STAR, THURSDAY, SEPT. 10th, 1964 | Sugar and Spice | SUMMER: WHO NEEDS IT! Waning summer is a sad time, in a way. The halcyon days are nearing an end, The sun has lost its burning, baking strength. The nights come sooner, and cooler. Young lovers who have had a summer affair part with a last embrace, desperate promises to write, and a great heart- wrenching, a feeling that something is going to be lost, irre- trievable. And they're right. There is a slightly forlorn, lonely air about the beaches and the resorts and the summer places. They have acquired a" certain air of shabbiness that goes with the end of summer. Canadians fall asleep every year, in June. Lulled by the whispered, scented promises of that lush and lovely month, they dream of dazzling beaches, pine-scented woods, fun and sun, health and happiness. And then the dream turns into the reality. The sizzling irritation of the July heat wave, when they have decided, for a change, to take their holidays in August this year. And the cold, wet blanket of August, which turns camping trips into shivering family feuds, cottages into miniature mental institutions, and resort owners into wild-eyed neurotics. But don't let this end-of-summer sadness bother you. It's phoney. 'Canadians are not really sad as summer ends. At least, they're no more sad than I am, when I dream I'm flying to Hongkong with Elizbeth Taylor, and I've just drifted off with her head on my shoulder, and she shakes me gently and leers into my eyes and says, "I think I WILL have a double brandy", and I suddenly wake up and the Old Battleaxe is shaking my shoulder, the one with the bursitis in it, and mumbling, "Gem- me a drinka wodder." Summer in this country is an absolute fantasy, something in which no sensible Canadian would put any more faith than he would in his Irish Sweepstake ticket, or his old Aunt Ethel who has changed her will six times. Summer in this country is a fraud, an illusion. Every time I lie out in the backyard, on the green grass, with the green trees enclosing a circle of blue sky above me, I shake myself and pinch myself, until I know it's a dream, and that if I tried the same thing four months later, I'd be buried under three feet of snow. That's why I feel no real sadness as summer draws to a close. The Canadian summer is about as real as Gilbert and Sullivan. In fact, T am elated at the thought that another two months of muddling around with visiting relatives, irrational golf balls, reluctant fish and lippy kids is at an end. As any true, red-blooded Canadian knows, fall is the time - when we begin to live again, We love it. We come alive We stop dreaming. We look at our kids with clear eyes, after the opium-dream of summer, and find they've grown four inches. We look at our stomachs, after two months of barbecued chicken, french fries and dairy queens, and find they've grown two inches. We look with loving eyes at our schools and realize with some joy that it's only a few days until we can take advantage of our position as taxpayers, and get rid of the kids for the 'best part of each week. We look at our country and see it with new eyes. It's beautiful. Not a tourist in sight. We look at our soft, soppy, silly, summer selves, and real- ize that this is not what life is all about. And we give a dim silent Canadian cheer for the fact that it's all over once again, and we can get back to the serious things of life. Like having a baby, Or running for the school board. --Toronto Telegram News Service St. John's Church Re-Decorated Next Sunday morning the|ceiling were redecorated. Pews congregation of St. John's Pres-|to match the chancel furniture byterian Church will enter a|installed some years ago, were newly decorated sanctuary and [secured and set in place. .-one in which new pews have| A year ago the lower hall it, been installed. was renovated throughout and Sr During the month of August|ijes are to be laid this Fall on 4 while the congregation WOr-|the new concrete floor there. 45 shipped in combined services 44 with, The United Church of Friends and former members EH Canada in Port Perry, much|are invited to join with the work was done in the building.|congregation in their service A new floor was laid in the |of thanksgiving and dedication sanctuary and the walls and inex Sunday a 10:00 a.m. Port Perry Star Co. Lid. Serving Port Perry, Brooklin and Surrounding Areas' WM. T. HARRISON Editor wh P. HVIDSTEN, Publisher Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Assoc. / 4 Member of the i Canadian Weekly ; Newspaper Assoc. Published every Thursday by The Port Perry Star Co. Ltd.,! Port Perry, Ontario. Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa, and for payment of postage in cash. Subscription Rates: In Canada $2.60 per yr, Elsewhere, $3.00 per yr. Single Copy 7¢ Boe VF ~ | ERY \ Ch i 4 AY + oh te LATE . oir A "Frankly, son, I think you're big enough to change your own" A ES Waich Abandoned Refrigerators | Correction Five children have been suf- again urges anyone with an un- focated and a sixth escaped used ice-box, death narrowly during the past other air-tight chest to make won't Kill Two of the children who through suffocation, by remov-; month, inside unused refriger- sure it ators. died were Canadian, and three American. The Ontario Safety League type. refrigerator or | In last week's issue under the picture of the Port Perry Girls . ball team we stated that the a, child team was self supporting. This "was in error. The team is ing the door. This is a sure and simple method for preventing 'further tragic deaths of this and Forder Bros. Meat Market, sponsored by Sweetman's Taxi i both of Port Perry. In the above photo are the four female champions of the Annual Holstein Show held at Port Perry Fair last Monday. 'From left to right are: the Reserve Junior Champion Female owned by Lloyd Prouse and Son of Brooklin and led by Billy McDonald, Brook- lin; the Junior Champion Female, owned by Four Holstein Champions At Port Perry Fair 0. Chambers and Son of Wilfrid, led by Ralph Chambers; the Reserve Senior and Reserve Grand Champion Female, swned by Elmeroft Farms Ltd., Beaverton and led by Harold + Jebson; the Senior and Grand Champlon Fe- male, owned by' Lloyd Prouse and Son of Brooklin and led by Jim Prouse. . Staff Photo FA ERSTE I TIMI I Ia Ty so