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ie 60 YEARSAGO Thursday, July 14, 1921 Mr. Sam McConnell, north of Port Perry has been a heavy loser as a result of the heat and recent storm. One of his horses succumbed to the heat, and three young horses were struck by lightening. A large delegation from Port Perry attended the "aod 2 Twelfth of July celebration at Uxbridge. Uxbridge won oY the baseball game against Stouffville. be The re-opening of the Raglan Church will take place this Sunday. The adult Bible Class from Sonya spent an enjoyable day motoring to Port Bolster, Beaverton and the Lift Locks at Kirkfield. : Mrs. George Schell is suffering from the effects of a shock received from Lightening, which struck her home during the recent storm. . Roy Cornish passed 100%. rnish's teaching career MacMaster to say farewell to Mrs. J'A" MacMillan be- fore leaving Port Perry. She was presented with a cup ~ andsaucer. A new shed is being built in the Township Hall yard inScugog for the new truck and snowplow. 25 YEARSAGO PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, July 8, 1981 -- 5 letters Memorial donation Dear Sir: Members of this commun- ity have shown their deep respect for the late Roy Cornish by way of donations to this, their community Hospital. As well, many friends of Mr. Cornish from outside of the community have sent donations in his memory. On behalf of the Board of Governors and myself I wish to acknow- ledge receipt of your donation and to express our sincere appreciation of denoting 'memory of Mr. Cornish in this way. Due to the large number of donations we have received, this letter was devised. However, it in no way lessens our sincerity and appreciation. All donations will be noted in the Hospital's Donation Book located in the front lobby. It is felt that when a sum total is realized, we will be able to purchase one specific piece of equipment in memory of Mr. Cornish. A public announcement will be made when the equip- ment is purchased. Once again, our sincere appreciation for your interest in the Hospital. David A. Brown, Administrator, Community Memorial Hospital Thanks Dear Sir: On behalf of the Nestleton Women's Institute, I would like to thank you and your paper for the excellent (Turn to page 6) Eo July 25, 1968 - Ken Goreski was the first in a long line-up of thirsty consumers when the Brewer's Warehouse doors in Port Perry were opened after a four week closing due to a strike. According to the news item, the Warehouse was well stocked prior to the strike so every customer was taken care of. Thursday, July 12, 1956 Mr. and Mrs. Leonard Leahy celebrated their 40th Wedding Anniversary. The twenty-fifth reunion of the Crosier family was held in Stouffville Park. Mr. Allan Crosier was president that year. Mr. and Mrs. R.J. Harper have returned from a two month vacationin Victoria, British Columbia. Appreciation Day winner this week was Bill Harri- son. Bill hit the jackpot for $85.83. Mr. Ivan Haugen is building an extension to his bar- becue. A Miss Dorothy Wilbur, Utica, is attending Teachers' Summer Course at Eastern Commerce, Toronto. (Turn to page 6) SUMMER AND STRIKES Itis hard to believe July 1 has come and gone, and we are officially into summer. I always consider July 1 to be the start of summer, even though technically speaking itis June 21. Maybe this is because of my public school days. At the school I attended, classes continued right up to the last Friday in June, which was usually the 29th or 30th. And of course summer for a kid in public school never really begins until classes are out. The last Friday in June was always a big day whenIwas a youngster. School got out, and the town used to schedule its July 1 fireworks display for the same evening. So there were two things to look forward to. Also, on the Saturday morning right after, the minor baseball season kicked off with a raft of games, so that was an added bonus to the beginning of sum- mer. Icanrecall evento this day having a tremendous feeling of well being the day school got out, coming home with a passing report card (nothing spectacular) and knowing my parents would let mestay up late that evening to watch the fireworks. For a 12-year old kid, the start of two long, lazy months of summer filled with swimming, baseball and sleeping in was like having the world by the tail. I don't quite feel the same in this summer of 1981. The fact that I'm not looking at two months vacation may have something todo with it, but then there's the postal strike which is nagging, and the baseball strike which may scuttle the en- tireseason. i ] pens The fact that the posties have shut down mail service in Canada doesn't really upset me greatly. Disappointed might be a better word for the way I feel. " It seems just a darn shame that the postal service and its union in this country can't seem to agree on the time of day. Getting the mail through seems to me tobe so fundamentalina country like this one. Yet, in the past few years, every time we turn around, labour disputes of one kind or another are disrup- ting our mail service. We hear all about the militant "hot-heads" in the postal unions, and we hear how the post office management is ar- chaic, out of touch with modern times and soon. And of course, one side blames the other with the average guy on the street not knowing what to believe. Quite frankly, trying to follow the developments in this dispute is a bore. Listening to the union leaders and post office management peopleis also a bore. I know they will settle this thing eventually, but as in the past when there were other strikes, public confidence in this pen chotterbox by John B. McClelland institution will be eroded even more. There was a time not all that long ago when people ac- tually trusted the post office. It was solid, faithful, and just about everyone had an aunt or an uncle or a big brother who worked somewhere for the post office. The idea of these people actually going out on strike was unheard of. It just didn't hap- 'And the post office in the small town where I grew up was a happy, cheerful place. People went to the post office to get let- ters; letters from brothers, sisters, parents and old friends. These letters brought people joy, kept them in touch with family and the old home town. Nobody gets letters like that any more. You go to the post office now and what do you get: junk mail and bills. If you want to write a letter to somebody dear you pick up the phone anddial1. But as a kid I canremember the look of joy on my mother's face when she opened the mail box to find a letter from her mother, or her sister, or from one of my dad's nine brothers and sisters. Often my mom would read the letter before she even closed up the mail box. And she would read these letters aloud when the family sat down to supper that evening. It used tobe funto goto the post office. People of my generation don't write letters like that, anymore. We either don't have the time, or simply pick up the phone. I'll bet the number of personal letters going through the mail now is less than half what it was 20 years ago. I think this is why there are likely a lot of people who feel much the way I do about the present strike. It doesn't really have much effect on me personally. It hasn't disrupted my life or way of life. I know that once it is settled, the bills will come fast and furious, and I know that until it is settled, small businesses which depend on the mail for billing, etc. will feel the pinch. If anything, this strike has just reminded me that I don't write letters to people dear to me the way my parents did. Going to the post office is no big deal the way it was for my mom 20 years ago. I feel instead a sense of nostalgia, a sense of loss, that so many people in this country no longer look upon the post office asa friend. Heck, I know a lot of people who don't even bother tosend Christmas cards any more. SUMMER Inv PORT PERRY, fa