Lake Scugog Historical Society Historic Digital Newspaper Collection

Port Perry Star, 25 May 1988, p. 8

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8 -- PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, May 25, 1988 Yesterday's Memories (From Page 5) | ding the winter at Fairview Lodge, Whitby. About forty guests assembled at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Reg. Abraham on Sunday to help celebrate the 25th Wedding An- - niversary of Mr. and Mrs. John Tobin. 20 YEARS AGO Thursday, May 23, 1968 : The Whitby detachment of the Ontario Provincial Police have purchased a high speed outboard cruiser with plans to | reduce hazardous boating habits on Lake Scugog and the south end of Lake Simcoe. The 18 ft. aluminum cruiser, powered by | | an 85 h.p. motor was launched Saturday from J. Orde Marine. | Clark Muirhead, a professional engineer and member of Ux- bridge Township Council won the six way contest of the Ontario Riding Progressive Conservative nomination in Uxbridge, Fri- day evening. A 14-mile walk-a-thon by 43 students and four teachers from P.P.H.S. boosted the Hospital Building Fund by $460. last week. Congratulations to Marie Taylor who was recently accepted as a member of the Toronto Symphony Orchestra Chorus after an audition for the Contralto section. 10 YEARS AGO Wednesday, May 25, 1978 Following an in-camera meeting, Scugog Council turned down a proposal to purchase the Lake Scugog Lumber lakefront property. No details were given for the decision. " The Scugog Public Library Board unveiled an plan to in- crease the floor space of the library building on Queen Street from 3,000 sq. ft. to 9,000 sq. ft. Bill and Storey Beare and their staff were on hand for a ban- quet to honour Charlie Lown and Ross Hutchinson for their 25 years of service to Beare Motors. They were presented gold wat- ches on the occasion. The second annual Big Brother Association Bed Race at- tracted 20 teams. The winning bed-team was the Aztec Ball Hockey team of : Paul Beare (captain), Terry Henderson, Rob Re Kroonenberg, Al Faux and Jay Neil. q SN ------/ NETS 5 -- --- = ZI At last, some weather made for the gardeners Once again, the weatherman was wrong, which was great news all weekend long, as everyone enjoyed hot, sunny weather. Gardeners especially took ad- vantage of the sunshine and this was evident in the number of box plants solid by the Kinette Club Saturday. During the sale, a whole cube van full of the plants virtually disappeared--and nobody was happler about the results then the Kinettes (above with young helpers). Random Jottings by J. Peter Hvidsten PART-TIME GARDENER I'm sure there are a lot of people out there like me when it comes to gardening..."l hate it!" Not really, | am exagerating a bit when | say | hate gardening, but it really is not may favourite after work activity. Tha last thing anyone needs after eight or ten hours on the job is to go out and dig weeds, cut grass, trim hedges, shovel topsoil and plant flowers. But like many of the other men and women out there who find 'gardening' less than enjoyable, | do it anyway! For the past two years on our property, the grass has looked very "sick" in the Spring of the year. | chalked it up to being young sod the first shot of vitamins. You know, the same way we take vitamin C to keep healthy, our lawns need a little help to keep healthy too. Well | went out and bought myself five bags of fertilizer, drove the local Rent & Save store and got a fertilzer spreader and headed home to feed my lawn. * Having never in my life fertilzed a lawn before | thought it would be smart to read the instructions on the bag. After trying to figure out how many kilo- grams to spread on our large "?" square metre lawn, | gave up in a hurry and just poured the fertilizer into the spreader and started to work. The job went smoothly, and it really didn't take too long to get rid of the entire five bags of fertilizer. year, but this year | decided it must need a good . In fact | returned to the store and picked up an- other two bags to finish the job. It seemed like a lot of feed for the lawn, but it looked really sick and | thought this just might do the trick. Well it did the trick alright, and for the past few weeks our lawn has looked like a pair of corduroy pants. You see, | rented the wrong fertilizer spreader. The one | got spread nice neat rows of fertilizer along the lawn, the only problem being, you can't tell what you've done and what hasn't been done. The end result, when the grass starts growing is rows of dark, lush green grass where the fertilzer has been spread, and rows of sick, yellow stubs where it got no fertilizer. After seeing this unsightly mess coming, | rushed right out to the store and picked up a few more bags of fertilizer and with my hands sprinkled it along the areas that had received none of this mir- acle food. That was about two weeks, and six inch- es of rain ago, and now the yellow grass is finally be- ginning to look healthy. But with all the rain we've had lately, our ferti- lized grass is growing like crazy. | cut it twice over the past weekend, and by the time you read this | will probably have cut it for a third time in less than a week. Not only has it cost me over $125 for fertilizer, it is now going to cost three times as much for gaso- line this year to cut the lawn. If you happen to be walking by our place and hear some screams coming from our lawn. . . don't worry! It's probably only Matthew (our three year old' son) playing in the grass. We'll find him after our next grass cutting or in the fall before the leaves start falling. OUT OF THE MOUTHS Anyone who has small children knows that there is always a fear of them saying something in public that would make you turn five shades of red before you slid under the nearest rug from embar- rassement. Well, we've had a few close calls, but nothing so bad that we can't show our face around town for a few weeks. Over the last few years my receeding hairline (baldness) has been the brunt of a few jokes, not only from friends but from my children as well. A couple of years ago, my daughter gave me one of those little signs that sit on your desk and say "God only made so many perfect heads, the rest he put hair on". Well at first | was a little hurt, but it didn't take long for me to face the fact that | was getting a little (O'K a lot) bald on the top, and | put the sign in open view in my office. This past week Nancy told me she was walking down the street when Matthew saw-a man with a "hairline" similar to mine walking in front of them. He said "Mommy that looks like Daddy's head on that man". When the man turned, he concluded "that isn't my Daddy's head." Kids! Aren't they great?

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