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BAR gl, a --~ ade i *V as hY, : KHAN ER TRICTY Oo, PEARS RYT) . | NURSE: POF ERO WR oe " . Living every minute of it For the fourth consecutive year Ontarig has sel aside a special week to focus attention on its elderly. The week began June 16. The theme of this year's senior citizens' week is 'living every minute of it" and all around the province, Port Perry included, senior citizens' clubs, community nursing homes and other groups have planned a wide range of activities. Whether they charter a hus to visit the races courtsey the Jockey Club of Toronto or head for a grand picnic with other seniors from the region, this community's senior citizens can rest assured that the rest of us will be thinking of them this week, 'as indeed we do throughout the year. For them, several provincial and federal agencies have prepared resource kits which des: cribe a wide variety of programs that seniors can participate in. These include registering for new courses at community colleges and universities; going on industrial tours; visiting museums zoos and parks; travelling around-the country or across the world; taking up 'second careers' like crafts, carpentry, sewing or repair work; working for CUSO in a developing country overseas or volun- teering their services in areas like visiting the sick, helping the handicapped, working with children, and raising funds for social and charitable causes. The field is limitless and there is something to suit every interest. It is for citizens to realise that retirement from their jobs does not in any way spell an end to their activities; it merely involves a change in their nature and scope. It also means that they have all the time in the world to 'live every minute of it'. Fall Fairs getting ready Agricultural fairs are getting ready for what will probably be their biggest year ever. These popular fairs have been in existence since 1972, when the Governor of Upper Canada, John Graves Simcoe, was a patron of the first fair at Niagara-on- the-Lake. Since that beginning over 180 years ago, fall fairs, as they are widely known, have flourished, with some 240 going strong and getting stronger. The agricultural societies behind the fairs draw most of their strength from the rural population. Despite a steady decline in the farm population in the past few years, the growth of these fairs has continued. ' Agricultural fairs attract people from miles around. They appeal to those who have left the farm and want to return to the old area. And they attract others who have never seen a farm -- people who bring their children to the showing of horses, cattle, swine, and sheep, and to watch the judging. Most fairs have midways and there is always entertain- ment by local talent. The various exhibits and classes in arts and crafts, home baking, flowers, fruit and vegetables round out a visit to any of the agricultural fairs. While some have already started for 1974, the majority of agricultural fairs are held from mid-August to mid-October. They vary in duration from one day for smaller fairs to the Canadian National Exhibition at 19 days. Port Perry Fair will be held on September 2, Blackstock Fair August 24. For the benefit of all those interested the Star will print a complete list of Fall Fairs in the area in the next issue of the Star. PORT PERRY STAR Company Limited NA Si, Ech 3 (0m): Serving' Port Perry, Reach, Scugog and Cartwright Townships P. HVIDSTEN, Publisher © WM. T. HARRISON, J. PETER HVIDSTEN, Plant Manager Advertising Manager Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday by the Part Perry Star Co. Lid, Port Perry, Ontario Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa. and for payment of postage in cash Second Class Mail Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: In Canada $4.00 per year. Elsewhere $8.50 per year. Single Copy 15¢ RAR AR RAR RRA AAA ARAN AAAA AAS ANE SAT Ae EAA ONE LOE) AR AG ALIN 4 CARSON Tay VIS GA EVILS Sl EE SRY ha i te SR ------ ) Wy \ "227 ET 3 "\ \W \ ' A . AND NO GUARANTEE AN! Q) hy -- AY MN - A a ; ALITA EEE) A> a NFLATION w MILEY UGAR AND I'M DENTED. NOT NAUNTED Had a birthday recently. Some people, especially women, are rather daunted by certain birthdays. For a young, attractive woman, having her thirtieth birthday is almost as horrible a prospect as having all her teeth out. After a couple of years in the early thirties, she realizes that she is really just coming into her best period, that of a mature woman, still mighty attractive, and with a new emotional maturity she didn't have in the Gay Twenties. She's in the Flirty Thirties, and enjoying it thoroughly. But with the fortieth milestone looming, panic sets in anew. She suddenly is convinced that anyone in the forties is over the hump, headed into a wizened old age. Strangely enough, after a couple of years "in her early forties, she admits to herself and anyone else who will listen, that she's in the prime of life. She can still draw a whistle when the light is right, get her bum pinched if the party is rowdey enough. She's prebably a grand- mother, but she's a "young" gramma. With a good dentist and contact lenses, she can disguise the fact that her teeth are still there only through sheer will power, and that she's blind as the proverbial bat. Then that grim reaper, the gaunt visage of Fifty. comes over the horizon like a wolf sweeping down on a lamb. This time, there is no panic. Just sheer despair. She knows, with a little mathematics, that anyone in the fifties is away past Middle Age, and has one foot in the grave and the other on a piece of dog defecation. She is OLD, and there's no hiding the fact. Yet five years later, in her mid-Fifties, she's striding about a golf course, or screaming "Sweep!" at the curling club, or lying by a pool in Florida, holding in her gut and convinced she's in the Golden Age. Of course, Sixty is IT. The old man with the scythe is lurking everywhere. There's no longer any way of disguising the wrinkles and the wattles. At 62, she gets a good tan, hides the eyes with shades, and maybe even has thé jowls tucked up beneath the ears. And a good girdle does wonders. At 65, she's collecting the old age pension, her late husband's pension, living in a house with the mortgage paid. and jaunting off to Europe or California, where she picks up her second husband, a well-off widower. She's never had it so good. At 80, widowed again, she's a swinger in Sunset Haven, playing bingo and the piano, and giving the eye to every fresh octogen- araian who enters the place. And that's how" women are daunted by birthdays. Personally, I am never duanted. I have a lot of dents, but not a single daunt. Things have changed a lot around here. My birthday used to be a small something. Carefully coached by their mother, the kids used to come up with gifts which I -- aw, shucks, you shouldn't have done it -- accepted gratefully and gracefully. Nothing great. Maybe a fisihing-rod or some golf balls. And the old lady would bake a cake -- a ready-mix. When they were older, away from home, they'd call (collect) on the occasion, wish me Happy Birthday, and suggest that they could use a little financial aid. Now, I call them up, and after the usual exchange of amenities, ask coyly, "Know what day this is?" "Yeah. Sunday. Why?" I try again. "No, I mean what day of the month?" "Not really; wait'll I check the calendar." [try again. "No, I mean what day of what month of what year? How old are you? How * do you know how old you are? What day reminds you?" "Oh, golly, Dad: Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday? I would have sent a card. Or something." No, I am not daunted. But.I never, ever, forgot my father's birthday. Let's see. I can still remember it. It was April 3rd. Or was it November 3rd? Anyway, I always sent him a card, even if I didn't remember until a month after the occasion. Anyway, I got one call on my birthday this vear. It was from my big brother. After grumpily asking me what I was doing in bed at noon on my birthday, he revealed the real purpose of his call. He wanted to know if I had my little brother's address in Germany. I didn't. Some birthday greeting. But I did receive one birthday card which touched me deeply. It was from my insurance agent. He never misses. RE RE) AS E84 aH " 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, June 19, 1924 Mr. W. A. Evans is sailing to England on Saturday. He will visit the Empire Exhib- ition. Mr. George Coulton planted 125,000 young trees, covering about 65 acres on Steven's Farm near Shirley to make a fine forest some day. -& A few changes of ministers has been made at the recent Methodist Conference. Rev. R. G. Carruthers goes to Seagrave, Rev. McNeely to Scugog and Rev. J.E. Grif- fith to Blackstock. Rev. R. G. Carruthers has been appointed Chairman of this District. 25 YEARS AGO * Thursday, June 16, 1949 Arthur L. Cook, who was finishing his fourth year on the teaching staff at Port Perry High, is resigning from here and accepting an appointment at the Colleg- iate Institute Staff at Smith's Falls. At the livestock Judgin Competition, Howard Tre-V win was third of the High Juniors, with Bill Ferguson of High Novice. Howard Forder and Neil Moffat were tied for High Seniors. High Standing and High Coach was won by Howard Forder who gets a trip to Chicago International. -- The town girls travelled to, Claremont last Wednesday and tasted defeat 6 to 5 in their first game of the sea- son. Parry, Oak and Mark passed the hitters for the Perryites _ with two each. Redshaw of Claremont had 17 strikeouts to her credit. & 15 YEARS AGO Thursday, June 18, 1959 Dr. Dymond will serve (continued on page 5) 4