Whitby Free Press, 3 Mar 1976, p. 5

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WHITBY FREE PRESS, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 3, 1976, PAGE 5 Consider this as a better-late-than-never Valertine's story. Well, it started like this. One Friday evening, I went to my favorite English-style pub on Grenville Street in Toronto. The Friday crowd was already lining up at the door. However, it was my luck that I managed to get inside the place without bribing the doorman. As usual, the pub was packed with all types of people-most of them from downtown offices. Immediately, I noticed that Malloney's attracts certain crowds: the suede leather crowd, the shirt-and-tie crowd and the-Mr. Casual-type crowd. Anyway, they were all there waiting for the girls to show up. The women, as usual always late (that's the code of the place), came dressed in flashy, up-to-date casual attire. Many of them wore thigh-high leather boots, some were sporting Parisian-like hats and other displayed their newest outfits by wearing see-through dresses and sexy- looking silk blouses. The idea for a woman at Malloney's is to look very sexy and pretend that she comes from the highest stock in the highly sophisticated society. All in all, the "image" must be there-whatever that self-styled image might be. After a while, clutching my bottle of beer, I noticed this young, honey-blonde visitor sitting by herself and forlornly glancing around, as if looking for something to do. Needless to say, I moved a little closer to this unusual creature. I said something like: "What's a nice girl like you doing in 'this place?" She said she was from out-of- ) town and invited me to sit down. Well, a rather interesting conversation ensued. She told me her life story in 15 minutes. Generally, it was not a very happy story, as stories at Malloney's go. Halfway through the evening, she gave me her telephone number and I gave her my business card, as I could not find a piece of paper and pencil to scribble down my name. I was a bit surprised that next day the telephone rang and my new-found Valentine said she wanted to see me. Over the phone, she poured out her sweet and innocent heart. She said that -I was the "nicest guy" in the world Jaycettes formed A new club in Whitby, the Whitby Jaycettes, will hold its inauguration night March 30 at the Whitby Mall Restaurant. The Whitby Jaycettes are an auxiliary to the Whitby Jaycees, an organization for young men aged 18 to 39, which is dedicated to self- development. The objects of the Jay- cettes include promoting fr- iendships among the wives of the Whitby Jaycees, fam- iliarizing the wives with the objectives and programs of the Jaycees, and providing the members with an opport- unity for self-development. The Whitby Jaycettes are starting off with 14 members and will be presented with their charter by a represent- ative of the Central Region Jaycees. The President of the Whit- by Jaycettes is Judy Galpin, Vice-President, Edna Tatchell Treasurer, Karin Schilling and Secretary, Petra McDou- gall. GREAT WALL CHINESE & CANADIAN RESTAURANT 668-7021 668-7301 FREE DELIVERY BUSINESS HOURS Monday - Thursday ......... 11 a.m. - I a.m. Friday and Saturday ....... 11 a.m. - 3 a.m. Sunday............... 11 a.m. - 10 p.m. now open Tuesdays 116 Dundas St. West Whitby Newhouses, Hilts Chrtered Accountants G . Newhouises. C.A 187 King St. E. Oshawa Ont. 728,.9448 and that she would be very happy about a Valentine's gift. "What gift?" I asked her. "Well, I must say", she purred "I love Scotch whisky; I always drink it rnixed with soda water". Although I didn't think that Scotch whisky would really make an ideal Valehtine's gift, I went along with the idea. In a Mississauga shopping plaza, I bought a 26-ouncer. My "love" was thrilled about the fact that I wasn't a cheapskate like many other men she had met, because I bought her the best brand available at that particular liquor store. Whisky under my arm, we moved on, starting to window-shop. It did not take very long for her to spot a flower shop. Immediately, Ifelt happy. What can be a better Valentine's gift than, say, a bouquet of flowers or even a single red rose-symbolizing true love? My friend, however, thought that a plant that grows sky- high is a much more suitable gift for this particular occasion. I agreed. So I bought a six-dollar plant, sitting prettily in a pot, complete with a Valentine's card. Finally, she suggested that it would be rather nice "to celebrate" this very important day. Once again, I was very agreeable. And, you guessed it, she came over to my place. The celebration got off to a very good start: she drank all all the whisky and I finished off my old bottle of Coke. Nevertheless, it was a celebration of some sort. Suddenly, my friend said that, while I finished my photo assignment (scheduled for 7 p.m.) she could go back to Malloney's-just for a couple of drinks. That was fine with me. It was agreèd that,. after I had finished my job, we would meet again-at Malloney's, of course. Around nine o'clock that evening, I drove back to Malloney's to pick up my sweet Valentine. In semi-darkness I noticed her on the dance floor. Said 1: "Hey, Judi, I'm free; let's go for a nice dinner". She staggered a few steps forward and wondered aloud: "Heck! Who are you?" I tried to identify myself, but with no success. Judi said she'd like to stay a "little longer" at Malloney's. Once again, I was very agreeable. I simply left the place-no fuss, no muss. But, my biggest problem is this: what on earth am I going to do with that beautiful plant that she left behind at my apartment? The plant is starting to grow and grow and grow. Heck, I'm in real trouble. First, I thought I could keep it in the kitchen. But, soon I realized that my kitchen is far too small for growing plants. Then, I tried to place it in the corner at the entrance of my room. But, guess what happened. By opening the door, I almost obliterated the plant completely. Now the poor thing sits in my bathtub, but I don't know for how long. This Valentine's gift is driving me up the wall. Are there any takers? I need to be rescued soon 'or Il never buy another Valentine's present for the rest of my life. mad rnur INVITES YOU TO DROP IN ON SAVINGS Brand name merchandise priced to sell! All items in stock for immediate delivery. Remember: if you haven't talked to Murray, you ha- paid too much! 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The Ontario Home Renewal Program offers home owners the opportunity to renovate their property in accordance with the minimum standards by-law of the Town of Whitby. Under this program, renovations are financed by loans at a reasonable interest rate. The home owner, in order to be eligible for a loan, must have an income within the income limits established by the Province of Ontario for the Ontario Home Renewal Program. Information and applications regarding the Ontario Home Renewal Program are available at the Municipal Offices, 405 Dundas Street West, Whitby, Ontario. Telephone 668-5803. R.A. CLARINGBOLD, Deputy Treasurer, Town of Whitby. a j

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