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_-- ARLES * "and moving in the darkroom. For those of you who are not a Ir approximately 1910 this photo was taken of a young ladies Bible class at the Sonya 60 YEARS AGO Thursday, March 31, 1921 Mr. and Mrs. Howard Tanner, Seagrave, have gone to their new home in Carien, Saskatchewan. Fifty Port Perry boys and girls will stage an Operetta entitled 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" at the Town Hall, sponsored by the 1.0.D.E. Mr. Joseph Goldring has accepted a position as 'leader of the Cobourg Band. Mr. J. Mark, of Seagrave, is installing a new double unft milking machine. Also two new Bowser Teacher is 'Mr. Tom [Photo courtesy of Mr. Doug Fish.] Presbyterian Church. . Watson. Tanks have been installed in the village, one by Mr. Stone and the other by B Mr. Hawkins. 35 YEARS AGO Thursday, March 28, 1946 Presentations were made to Mr. Samuel Farmer and Mr. Frank Shepherd at a dinner attended by the " teachers and staff of Port Pergy High School and letters " opportunity, (Turnto page 6) chotterbox Waking up Monday morning to the sound of a newscaster telling of murders and violence around the world, rain splashing against the window and a slight headache fr lack of sleep should have been my first clue that not to be an ordinary day. Norntally Mondays at the Port Perry Star are hectic enough, but you know it is not going to be a good day when things don't even start right at home. Even my coffee didn't taste right this morning. Whether it was because it wasn't bre perly, or that I had just gargled with Scope, I'm not gure, but it didn't go down well. But I did get to work, and as I sit here trying to fill the ~ space under the title Chatterbox it is 9:00 a.m. Usually this column is completed by Thursday or Friday the previous week, but there are times that a topic does not easily find its way from my head to the typewriter. This makes a busy onday even busier as the deadline nears and that blank pot stares me in the face. At any rate I found my topic this morning as 1 walked through the back door of the Star office and was greeted by _one of the staff, who informed me there was something alive familiar with photography, a dark room is not a room with the lights turned out, but the area of our building in which we process photographic material. : Just what I needed first thing in the morning was a fight with a wild cat, skunk or squirrél. At least these are things that quickly ran through my mind. But I was assured that the wild animal that we were talking about was only a bird. In the darkroom, the sound. of fluttering was clearly audible behind the wall, and at first I thought the bird might be in the washroom which is situated on the other side of the wall. Making my way around the corner I carefully opened the washroom door only to be- by the sound of more _ fluttering. and no bird. It was then that I could visualize ny problem. The bird had somehow managed to get above the suspended ceiling and in the dark fallen to the floor between the wall studs. A ladder placed against the wall, and an ear at the openings at the top of the studs gave me the exact stud that the bird had fallen between, and now all I had to do was get hold of him. But that was easier said than done, as it is ten feet to the bottom of the wall, and with a bird that is in a panic situation it was doubtful that it would hold onto a long rope or wire while I pulled him out. It didn't take long to realize that the only quick way to get v Peter Hvidsten my little feathered friend out of his plaster and wood tomb would be to smash a fhole in the wall at the base of the studding. Then I could reach in, and gently pull the "little d the solution, I grabbed the hammer, and slid on my clean shirt and tie under the darkroom sink which stood between'me and the wall. Once in position I drew the hammer back and with all my power, from that awkward. position, hit the wall with an awful crack. Plaster dust and pieces flew all over the place, but with each additional swipe of the hammer a large hole began to form. Pulling away the "broken plaster and pieces of wood I began to probe the dark ~ with my hand looking for the bird. You can image how impressed I was when I realized that the beautiful hole that I had just created was not between the right studs. That's right, after all that effort, there was no bird. Again I climbed the ladder and this time with a light in my hand I found the bird. It was a pathetic sight to see this frightened young Starling wedged between the walls and unable to free itself. The bird was about four inches from the gaping hole in our darkroom wall, but not able to get to it because of a two-by-four stud. The problem now was I could not get to the section of wall where the bird was, through the darkroom. This meant I would have to make entry through our redently wallpapered and decorated washroom. Not particularly happy with the idea of smashing another hole through the wall, and especially in the washroom I picked up the hammer and headed in that direction. Just before my hammer came-crashing down on the ~ wallpaper and plaster I stopped. "I wonder if I could lift the paper and cover the hole after," I thought. Well as luck would have it, the paper peeled back easily and then I let the wall have it full force. J In very short order a small hole appeared as quickly as 1 stopped hammering, the bird's head peeked through the hole. It was then a quick scramble to close the door as the bird wasted no time in freeing itself from the blackness of the wall. A little arm waving and coaxing and finally I held the frightened little fella in my hands. Opening the back door, I threw it into the air, and almost instantly the overcast, wet Monday that I woke up to seemed to disappear. I felt good inside, and was sure I could handle the remainder of the day with no trouble. A rewarding start to a not-so-great-a-day. Whip says thanks Dear Sir: I would like to take this through your newspaper, of extending my sincere thanks to all snow- mobilers, sponsors, snowmobile clubs, service clubs, various police depart- ments, C.B. clubs, St. John Ambulance representatives and the many other volunteers who participated in making the Whipper Watson Snowarama for 'Timmy-Tammy the number one, special event of the year! On behalf of the Easter Seal Society, I would like to express my sincere appreciation for the -sum of 900 thousand dollars raised through Snowaramas this year. Through your support, the proceeds raised will help to benefit the lives of 6,700 physically disabled youngsters throughout Ontario. Again, 1 would like to thank you for showing you care by making the Whipper Watson Snowarama for Timmy-Tammy the high- light of this year - The International Year of Disabled Persons. Sincerely. Whipper Watson Thanks for books "Mr. Peter Hvidsten Publisher, Port Perry Star _ Port Perry, Ontario "Dear Sir: ""The Library Board is most appreciative of your gift to the Library of bound copies of the Port Perry Star. for 1979 and 1980. These volumes will be most useful to those requesting information on community events of those years. Yours sincerely. Linda McLaughlin Secretary and two sons. Man Identified This photo which was run in the Star . Remember when column last week has now been identified. According to Marion Rahme of Blackstock, the man was her Uncle, Gerald Hill. Mr. Hill was raised about one mile north of Blackstock, and this photo was taken prior to his going overseas during the First World War. Mr. Hill was the father of three children, one daughter - Phone 985-7383 Sam, Serving the Township of Scugog J. PETER HVIDSTEN Publisher Advertising Manager J. B. McCLELLAND Editor Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Association and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association Published every Wednesday 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 "Second Class Mail Registration Number 02565 Subscription Rate: In Canada $10.00 per year. Elsewhere: $30.00 per year Single Coply: 25 ( port perry star ) Company Limited ao *, < (umm): 7. - rary BI ES SAR AEE a NE NAL SRE spas: Sepia I» rR As Sa i ]