WHMTY FIREE PRESS, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 28,1989, PAGE 6 The man saw the scene first when he went to the door to check for the morning mail. "Better corne quick," he said, in bis împish voice. "There's a fight across the street." Curious, she went to the door to see. "Don't get involved," he said as he returned to bis desk with the mail." Outside, a young man, naked from the waist Up, kneeled on the front seat of a car. He faced the back seat and appeared to be in an fight with the driver. A young woman stood by the passenger door of the car, screaming in frustration and anger. "Youll be in the middle of a custody battie," she cried. "You can't do this." The first yourig mari now reaehed into the'back seat and snatched the baby seated there. He cuddled the baby in bis arins and headed downi the street. The screams and curses of the young womari followed him. The driver, a young maie with long hair, walked up to where the woman had watched, He asked ber to cali police. Upstairs, the woman's husband put in the cail. Shortly afler, the car drove away. The neighborhood returned to the calm of a June weekday morning. The womari returned to ber morning chores. "Don't get involved," her husband admonished. But as yet there was nothing to get involved in. Witbin a haif hour, the car returned. The saine two occupants -- the, long-hair maie and the young womari - appeared to be waiting. Fifteen minutes later two police cars arrived. The iong-haired young man camne to the door again. 'Would you inake a statement te, the police?" he asked, indicating the squad cars. The woman replied that the police knew wherel to find ber. Shortly after, the young woman approached. Could WITH OUR FEET UP by Bill Swan we have your naine andi addressY she asked. The woman replied she wouid rather not get involved. Again, the morning routine closed around the minor incident. Shortly before dinner, the door bell rang. The old man answered it. The husky young mari of that morning, the one who had grabbed the baby, apologized for ail the fusa. "We're having domnestic troubles," he pleaded. 'My wife is going out with that doper. I don't care what she does herseif, but there's no way I warit my daughter caught up in that" The old mai nodded that he uriderstood. While the older couple were eating dinrier, the door bell rang again. This time a police officer in civilian clothes flashed bis badge but neglected te identifS' himself. "Would you care to make a statement?" he asked. "I'd rather not get involved," he replied. "Besides, I didr't see anytbing." The officer asked if anyone else lived there. 'You cari talk te my wife if she wants to say ariything," he replied. The womnan went te the door one more turne. 'Would you care te make a statement?" asked the officer. "I'd rather not get involved in anything I know nothing about," she said. The officer bristled. "What do you people have against police?" he asked. Intimiddated, the woman said nothing. ",Thats okay, the officer said, I cari find out your naine and address and subpoena you to appear in court. Then you'llhave to speak Up." The woman muÃmbled sometbing about maybe 'he should do that. But the officer wasn't finished yet. "Someday," the officer continued, "the shoe will be on the other foot. Someday you'll cail aridneed us and Ilil make sure that we're slow in replying."l The threat bit home, but she could think of no reply. Later, in discussing the matter, the couple becamne angry. Domnestic inatters have a way of becominq involved, experience told them. Such matters would likely be thrown out in court, they feit; besides, as senior citizens with health problems, the stress would help neither. But the attitude of the police rankled. An officer without a riame. A bullying attitude. And a blatarit threat of retaliation -- just wait until you need us, he had said. The couple camne from a time arid a place when one gave courtesy te polie officers, but expected it in return. Had the officer offered some courtesy, he wouid likely have received the statement he warited. Who knows? It began as a minor incident anid remains a mirior incident. But because Of it, two senior citizens no longer refer to thein as Durham's finest. They expect a little more. Obj ections over 0 private sehool By Debbie Luchuk A Montessori school proposed for 921 Byron St. S., in what is currently zoned residential pro. perty, was opposed by neighbors at planninig committee last week. Depite the applicants' can- vassing of the neighborhood prior to the public meeting, many resi- dents living near the bouse came out to object to the school. Jack Fudge, who lives across the road from' the site, expressed concerns about increased traff îc flow onto Byron St. "We feel on the basis of Byron St. obeing unusually narrow, we really don't need that kind of volume (traffic), and we prefer to see the street kept as a residen- tial neighborhood." A retired couple, objected to baving children in the school. yard, which abutts their pro- perty. Anotber neigbbor said, "We are strictly a residential area. You are bringing in a business into a residential area. This is an old section of town, and is useful aspart of Whitby's old area." She added that the Park that the children will be using is crowded. "It's a situation that's going to escalate into ail kinds of pro- blems. This is a public park that's going to be used by a private business, for the benefit of that business."~ Councillor Joe Drumm, plan- ning committee chairman, replied that schools generally use thep arks in arrangement with the ToIwn. 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