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._ Page 4 â€" Waterioo Chronicie, Wednesday, March 3, 1976 Waterloo Chronicle office is located on 2nd floor of Waterioo Square‘s Office Tower Enter via the mail entrance beside the Longhom Restaurant (directly opposite the card shop) or from the elevator foyer beside the Tâ€"D Bank. Take the elevator to the As the nation fusses over what Prime Minisâ€" ter Trudeau meant about government controls of the economy and how they will affect inâ€" dividual freedoms and as the cry for human rights resounds around the world, few people seem to pause these days to consider how their own actions infringe the rights of their fellow man. Znd floor and you are there In our sometimes frantic efforts to keep ahead, to cut corners, to look after ourselves, we too often forget that common courtesy, basic honesty and simple concern for others is a right that is fast disappearing. Concern for others is the oil that keeps our daily lives running smoother and the strident demands on us are less jarring if we can expect that our neighbour will respect our rights. But, unfortunately, more and more it is everyone for himself. Politeness is for squares. Littering the streets with garbage is accepted. Cutting the traffic lights, pilfering from work, beating the government, departing the parking lot after denting a fender are examples of indifference to our fellow man. Little things, you might say, when compared with violations of the rights of minorities, the death bombings in Ireland or the crises that shake the world. But it occurs to us that if each person put the extra few seconds and happily endured tiny inconveniences that go with caring for our neighbour that the larger demands made on our society could more easily be met. waterioo chronicle In the long run petty dishonesty, lack of inâ€" tegrity, discourtesy and indifference come home to roost. For the very callousness we disâ€" play towards the people with whom we have daily contact, is all the more easily passed on to us by unfeeling and insensitive powers that control our lives. > Like all good things courtesy can be conâ€" tagious and rewarding. It‘s generally assumed that small towns decayed beâ€" cause people moved away from the farms. That assumpâ€" tion has been exploded by the findings of a study recently completed at the University of Saskatchewan. These reâ€" vealed that, as incomes rose, people used their cars more. Instead of shopping locally, they drove to the larger towns and cities. . But fuel is no longer cheap. The president of Syncrude forecasts gasoline rationing within a few years. Large automobiles will soon be legislated off the road. As the number of cars increased so did the demand for better highways. Highways bypassed the smaller towns. With the advent of the shopping plaza the decay wnicn had started in the villages spread to the downtown sections of quite large towns. Provinces built access roads to plazas and assessed parking lots at preferential rates. Main street merchants suffered proportionately from this stateâ€"subsiâ€" dized competition. The whole process was the product of cheap, abundant fuel. Increased energy costs will change the economics of plant location and encourage the establishment of new businesses in outlying communities. This may well reâ€" verse the trend to concentration which is based on the sellout of small firms and not on economies of plant size. Crude oil prices in Canada, held below world levels, have sheltered Canadians from the true ramifications of the energy crisis. OTTAWA and Small Business By Kenneth McDonald Courtesy published every Wednesday by Fairway Press, a division of Kitchenerâ€"Waterioo Record Ltd., owner, 225 Fairway Rd. S., Kitchener, Ont. address correspondence to Waterioo office : Waterioo Square, Waterioo, Ont. , telephone 886â€"2830 Publisher: James M. Boland ~ _ Editor: Sandra Lea Hazell subscriptions: $8 a year in Canada, $10 a year in United States and Foreign Countries the economics of established 1854 Downtown perspective It has been almost five months since our City Planner invited us to one of his Open Houses at the Adult Recreation Centre. Time to go again. Our area secondary plan will be on view as part of the overall city Official Plan. It gives us a chance to see how our central section relates to the land use throughout Waterloo. The log book will be there for our comments. The Open House will be in several locations on various evenings in March. For the Central area it is being held Thursday evening, March 11th, from 6: 30 to 9: 30. We were pleased to learn the names of the Advisory Tree Committee last week. Jn this period of budgetary restraint there plainly will not be much funding available for trees. It will be interesting to see what improvements, albeit modest ones, the Committee will recommend. Council‘s committee to study the Waterloo Park animals has been meeting twice a month since it was set up in Janâ€" uary. An eight member body, it is preparing recommendaâ€" tions to be sent to Council some time in May. At that time it will be decided whether this committee need be made a permanent one. Now, as a Canadian of a couple of score years and then some, I know there‘s no use whining. We have to pay a price for living in the finest country in the world, and winter is the price. o S This seems to be of those winters that simply must be «"got through,"‘ like a serious illness, or a bad marriage. _ But there is, surely, a limit to the inflation of that price. This time around, it‘s getting a bit ridiculous. Whoever is in charge of the weather up there has got to the point where he‘s just showing off, trying to dazzle us with the virtuosity of his (or her) performance. Bill Smiley One day you are running around mopping up water because the pipes have frozen and burst. The next day the temperaâ€" ture has soared 40 degrees and you are down in the basement mopping up the melted snow that has run in. A third day you start walking toâ€"work in sunshine, are caught in a blizzard howling down from the Pole, get hopeâ€" lessly lost, and wind up in a supermarket or funeral parlor instead of your place of work. We don‘t have any in our town, but I‘m told that in the city, some guys have been so badly lost in some of our storms that they have wandered inadvertently into one of them there massage parlors. As I write this, at school, we have just sent the kids home early on the buses because the roads were blocking in quickâ€" ly. As soon as the buses left, out came the sun, down dropped the wind, it‘s a perfect winter day, and we‘re sitting here with egg on our face, and no students. But ‘i;lst the other day, we kept the kids in school for the full day, even though it was storming, and wound up with two busloads of students on our hands for overnight. We got them all bedded down in the homes of teachers and parents. â€" o â€"AI was batching it, had lots of room at home, and offered to take five girls for a pyjama party, or five boys for a poker party. They turned me down. The administration, not the kids This week, some of our history students are going to be inâ€" volved in a liveâ€"in at Fort St. Marie, a replica of a 17th cenâ€" tury Jesuit settlement. Theoretically, they will experience the actual winter living conditions of those times. No modern aids to beat the cold, such as oil furnaces, pocket heaters or Soon there will be a Heritage Committee. Marg. Rowell, Just lots of clothes, lots of proximity (it‘s a mixed when addressing Council on behalf of the Regional Heritage Foundation, spoke of a very few local houses, four or so, possibly worthy of a heritage designation. Kingston‘s Margaret Angus, speaking here last week, told her audiâ€" ence that around 80 buildings had been singled out in her city. She emphasized that age alone should not be the sole criterion for a heritage designation, good examples of Victorian architecture should be considered equally eligiâ€" ble. She added that Kingston realtors tended to raise the evaluation of a heritage home. Maybe the new Heritage Committee will be swamped with applicants. February has been a quiet month for the residents‘ group. Mind you, none of us are complaining about a bit of peace and quiet in the neighbourhood. Our March executive meetâ€" ing will feature Doreen Thomas of the Board of Education. Downtown schools and education are topics of concern for our residence group and we are delighted to haye this opporâ€" tunity to meet with Mrs. Thomas. One couple absent from this meeting will be Michael and Margaret Moock of William Street. The Moocks have been actively involved in the community in several areas, especially their neighâ€" bourhood school, and we will miss them. They are movâ€" ing to Victoria. group), and open fires. Good luck to them. They should have taken a dog team. They‘ll probably bring out the frozen bodies in the spring. . On the other hand, knowing students and the precocity of youth, I‘ll venture to say it will be one big party, and an exâ€" perience.to be savored for life. But I‘m glad I‘m not chaperâ€" oning. o From son Hugh, in the desertâ€"like Chaco country of Paraâ€" guay, comes a cry from the other end of the stick. "Oh, for one, just one, white, cold Canadian winter day! The temperâ€" ature here ranges from about 100 to 130 and just to keep yourself cleaned of sweat and dust requires almost all the energy you can summon‘‘. I wish I could trade him one of ours for one of his. In the midst of this wild winter, my second grandson chose to make his appearance at the usual hour, 3: 30 a.m. He was a healthy eightâ€"pounder and resembles quite a bit, so the ladies say, his big brother Pokey. I can‘t really tell at that age. To me, they all look like tiny orangâ€"outangs. I hope, for my own sake, that he has a little less energy than his older brother. The Poke burns up more steam in a day than Ali Muhammad does in a 15â€"round title fight. And when I try to keep up with him for an hour, I come out feelâ€" ing like Joe Frazier. The kid is a week old, and they don‘t even have a name for him yet. Maybe it‘s just as well. Maybe this time reason will prevail. o Last time, my daughter was reading Dostoievski, a Rusâ€" sian novelist, and my sonâ€"inâ€"law was dabbling in I Ching, a Chinese pseudoâ€"philosophy. Poor little kid was named Nikov Chen. That‘s why I call him Pokey. This time, my daughter is studying music and my sonâ€"inâ€" law architecture. Don‘t be surprised if I announce, one of these days, that the latest addition to the family has been named Ludwig Johann Sebastian Arthur Lloyd Wright Sieber. Poor little fellow. Aside from all the rigors of the weather, January and Febâ€" ruary are going to be expensive months in the future. Two grandsons‘ birthdays in January, wife and daughter‘s birthâ€" days in February. All that on top of the fuel bills. However. However. Let it snow, let it blow. What nicer midwinter gift could a fellow get than a fine, healthy grandâ€" son? Maybe a granddaughter? Nothing less. A winter tale submitted for the WDRA by Rosemary Rowe