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a a in bs gloat y Rp thea ' wit . ¥ EEE a i UY RX OM" TE YO od 1 Y ate oy Ld % ¢ CLA suddasiieinimsmationdbadamind PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, Mar, 22, 1978 -- 5 Photo of the Port Perry Dairy Bar on Water Street taken in 1939. The picture was taken by John Greenwood of Cedar Creek and given to the 60 YEARS AGO Thursday, March 21, 1918 Mr. Van Every, Manager of the Gold Medal Funiture Co. Uxbridge was the guest of Mr. and Mrs. D.M. Jackson over the weekend. . : ' "Mr. and Mrs. Henry Doubl have returned to Tort Perry from Oshawa. Mr. Doub] will run Mr. Orchard's coal business, during the latter's absence in the west. 35 YEARS AGO ~~ Thursday, March 18, 1943 : Gunner Fred: Colbear has been transferred from the 11th Army Tank Battalion to the 30th Battery Artillery, and is now with his brother Gunner Leonard Colbear. Mr. Don Wright, Supervisor of Music in London Schools visited Port Perry High School on Wednesday of this week. He had enjoyed the students singing and was 'anxious to visit the school. Pilot Officer Bruce Beare, R.C.A.F. of Claresholm, Alberta is enjoying a leave at his home here. i 25 YEARS AGO i! Thursday, March 20, 1958 'f' . Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Atkinson and their nine children 'were left homeless when fire destroyed their home in jSaintfield. : Mr. and Mrs. Sam Griffen and Mr. and Mrs. Don Crozier have just returned from their Florida vacations. i £ ;; Pg Hillier's who now own the building. Notice that a dae egg¥ | oP ET bottle of Pepsi Cola sold for a mere 5c. Miss Jesse McArthur has consented to send back 'her Goss vations of the great events at the Coronauon in ritain, 20 YEARS AGO . Thursday, March 20, 1958 A former Port Perry High School student Earle Dobson has recently been elected President of the Students' Council at MacDonald College, Quebec. 10 YEARS AGO " Thursday, March 21, 1968 1 A three alarm fire on Friday afternoon, March 15, destroyed the living quarters of the San-Man Motel at Manchester and badly damaged all the remaining motel Mr. Benedict A. Bohan, the new administrator of Port Perry Community Memorial Hospital, commenced duties on Monday morning. Team Captain.David Bourgeois was presented with the James Irvine Memorial Trophy by Winston Irvine, when his Port Perry Beare Motors Bantam Team won the O.M.H.A. Lakeshore Bantam Championship for. Congratulations to Janet Reader for obtaining the. highest marks in Paino Class 4 at the Music Festival in~ Sunderland. Reader's Viewpoint ~~ What are you waiting for. Do it! Dear Sir: As a relatively new resi- dent 1n the area, 1 can only express enthusiasm for im- provements in beautifying the business "section. Al- though I do not live in the town, I do have to do my shopping there. Yes, by all means widen the sidewalks, include trees, shrubs, flowers, beiches these improvements can only mean one thing, con- tented browsing shoppers and increased sales for the merchants. It could also mean shoppers = spending their dollars in Port Perry rather than Oshawa. So what are you waiting for. Do it!! Yours truly, waste receptacles and re- Valerie Humphreys, move angle parking! All of R.R. 1 Nestleton, Ont. Preserve character Dear Sirs: ..Regarding our Street Beautification . Proposal, it seems an added expense for our retailers, as well as unexpected. 'Also, to reduce the park- ing would be "hard on the older folks in winter, as parking lots are often a mass of ruts and frozen puddles! No matter what! The angle parking is a very effective deterrent to the noon-hour raceway crowd. People coming or moving to a small town, do so for the change and slower pace. The character is preserv- ed by "the different", i.e. - family-owned businesses, and even your own very characteristic and '"'atmos- pheric" newspaper. Yours, B. Kendell. P.S. They could clean it up a bit! PORT PERRY STAR Company Limited Gn Phone 985 7383 Som): Serving Port Perry, Reach, Scugog and Cartwright Townships A PETER HVIDSTEN, / Publisher ' Advertising Manager JOHN B. McCLELLAND EDITOR Member of the Canadian Community Newspaper Assoc: =i. and Ontario Weekly Newspaper Associaton Published every Wednesday by the Port Perry Star Co. Lid., Por) Perry, Ontario Authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Otlawa, and for payment of postage Sy -in cash Second Class Mail Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: In Canada $8.00 per year Elsewhere $10.00 per year. ante, A ', ry = Single copy 20¢ Bill Smiley Adieu Big Brother If you missed a column recently, it was because my big brother died, and between 'making arrangements, phoning family, and emotional exhaustion, I didn't have much heart for turning out a column, the first time I've missed in about 25 years. It's not that I went around weeping and tearing my hair. We don't do that in the Smiley -family, although I've nothing against it. It's just that when one of your immediate family goes, it makes a gap in your own life, whether you were close or not. And it's also a reminder of your own mortality. . My -big- brother..was five years -older, ~ and, naturally, something of a hero for me at times. He got all the good looks in the family: six feet tall, blond curly hair, strong white teeth, a great physique. He was a top athlete in high school. He passed, kicked and ran on the football team, and set a high jump record that lasted for some years. So you can imagine that little brother often basked in reflected glory. ' Because of the age difference, he hung around with a different crowd, but he was - kind to me, and did for me a lot of things fathers are supposed to do with their sons. Like playing catch, showing me how to stick-handle a puck, letting me help gather sap and make syrup, and one glorious day about this time of year, allowing me to fire two shots at a tree with his 22. I was about 10 and it was some big deal. He had a strange sort of life, because he was a-combination of doer and dreamer. 'He was a young man in the latter part of the Depression, and it wasé@ bad time to be a young man, in some ways. His first job was in a bank, at a miserable pittance. He was like a young bear in a cage. With some kindred spirits, he left the bank, they bought a Modet T, and with a few dollars each, they headed north. He went into hardrock mining and within a - year was a shift. boss,-making- big- money for the times. He liked the hard rough work and play of miners. I remember the first time he came home from the north, for Christmas, huge, hear- ty, laughing, with generous presents for all, and to the horror of his young brother, whiskey Won his breath. Funny, that memory. He was never much of a drinker. Came the war, and he joined early, obtaining a commission in the Engineers, He went overseas with the body of young Canadians who were to spend the next three or four years training and. frustrated in damp old England. Next time I saw him, he was almost dead. I had just arrived in England, a young sprogue of a pilot, and was informed that big brother had been blown up by a land mine. I went to the hospital, as I did again more than 30 years later, and found him in rough shape. The shrapnel from the mine had almost cut him in two, and he was; still picking bits of it out of his, skull and body just before he died. But the medics patched him up and within months he was out squiring the nurses around the local pubs, minus one eye, but very much' alive. The three Smiley brothers got together fairly often for weekend leaves in London. - To the disgust of my little brother and I, big brother would try. to organize every- thirfg for us, treat us with: paternal pride, and try to keep us froin sowing too many wild oats, which we were only too keen to do. A year after the war, he and I got married, within a few weeks of each other, - and our wives struck up a close friendship. "Then I was off to the dull safety of university and he was off on a series of, bizarre and adverturous jobs. - First it was away up to Port Radium on Great Bear Lake, to mine pitchblende for radium. Then he worked as a construction boss for some quasi-government agency, in Southern Ontario. Next he bought a well driller's rig and got into that. First thing I know, he's off to South America to run a gold mine that did well but was closed when the government decided to build a dam that would close the mine. Back to Canada. Side trips to Puerto Rico where there was a big job building houses. That didn't pan out. Then a year or two in Newfoundland, building highways. Various jobs after that. I was never quite sure where he was, what he was doing, or who he was working for. But there was always that indomit- able dream that the next job was going to hit real pay-dirt and set him for life. Two weeks before he died, he told me with great enthusiasm about a trip he'd made recently to Costa Rica, and felt there ~~ was great opportunities down there for him as soon as he got on his feet. I'm sad that the big dream was always just. over the horizon, and that he never 'quite achieved it. But I'm glad for his sake that he kept trying. There were lots . of times when he could have settled into a nine-to-five job and lived dully and safely for the rest of his life. But in this age, when everyone is seeking to wrap himself in a security blanket, he remained a boy at heart, ready to drop everything, pack up and go to the ends of the earth for a 'look at something new and exciting. May he rest in the peace he never found on this earth. "