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| ' 6 -- PORT PERRY STAR -- Tuesday, March 26, 1985 Port Perry is my kind of town anu | ~ wouldn't change it for the world. We have the nicest buildings around, I'm sure you - would agree, but my favourite establish- ment of them all, is the Dentist office. It wasn't always like that for me though. I'd rather suffer with a tooth-ache than set foot in one of those places. I'll ad- mit it, I was a coward. I'd send the kids and if they came out crying, that would do it for me, no way I was going in there. Then Jack came on the scene and chang- ed my life forever. I get high just walking in the door. Up the stairs I run and plunk myself in a chair. I can't wait for my turn. This place really turns me on. | start reading one of those crummy magazines. All they ever have are Popular Mechanics and such. No imagination here, it's a man oriented world, girls. By now, I'm becoming very restless. What's holding the show up anyways? Finally Laura comes with her cheerful smile and announces "Mrs. Silverman, we're ready for you now." I don't like to be called that, and I remind her for the 100th time. It's Bev. 'Oh, I'm sorry | forgot" she says. I forgive her as always, anything to get me in that big comfortable chair. I sit back, stretch out, and count the minutes. The anticipation is building. Where is he? In he comes dancing and singing. That's right, he's a very happy-go-lucky- type of guy. By the way, his singing is lousy but who cares once you look into those big hazel eyes, you just melt. "Hi Bebsie."' He's not as formal as Laura. "How are you?' "Fine" 1 say. Quit with the idle Chit Chat, I'm thinking. Just let me have it, I've been waiting 6 months for this moment, lets get to it. | close my eyes and relax. "How many drinks do you want today Bebsie?" he asks. He always teases me this way. "Fill her up Jack' I reply dreamily. Nitrous Oxide (laughing gas) is the TELLING IT LIKE IT IS by Bev Silverman best stuff this side of heaven and I can't get enough of it. | breathe in as much as a breath will take. Nothing is happening. 'I breathe in again deeper than before, if that's possible. Finally, a calming effect filters through my whole body. It's like floating away in a dream world. A never, never land. 'Go ahead Jack I'm ready,'"' I mum- ble sleepily. "Do your thing.' Oh no! he's freezing my tongue again, (I think Jack and my husband Don are in cahoots. Are they trying to tell me something?) You know that's the most horrible feeling on earth. It's like having a hunk of meat in your mouth, you always want to chew on it, but know if you do you'll be sorry later. At this very moment, I don't care, even Jack's singing, is music to my ears. Yee gad, I must be really out of it, Once I started laughing, while under the in- fluence of this stuff, and boy it's really hard to stop and control yourself. But no fear, I'm pretty sober-minded today, haven't got a care in the world. I caught him a couple of times, a few years ago, turning the gas off. He knows better than to do that now, I can get pret- ty physical if I have to. In the distance I hear drilling, air hissing, Jack and Laura making conver- sation. I'm thinking, wouldn't it be funny if I accidentally bit his finger. No, I mustn't do that, he'd get upset and shut the gas off, so I forgot that notion real quick. Then I start thinking how I must look with my mouth wide open and a fun- ny contraption on my nose. Real ugly, eh? Suddenly, as fast as it started, I find myself coming back to reality. 'Well Beb- sie, that's it, you're finished."' Ho hum, what a bummer. I open my eyes, recline there for a while breathing in pure ox- ygen. Hesitantly, I get up. It's now somebody else's turn. I slurp my good- byes to everyone, put my coat on, and slowly walk down the stairs. Out in the fresh air I look up and say "Farewell, see you again in 6 months, Jack." remember when? L! letters Bigelow Street flooding (From page 5) Street. 4. Imagine the stress if you arrived home after midnight to find the water level in your base- ment at three to four feet, sump pumps in- operable, a fuse panel less than 5 feet from the basement floor, stereo equipment and casual furniture close to ruin plus a flooded furnace and a VY filled fuel oil tank breaking from its moorings. The tank star- ting to split from air pressure with oil fume invading the air. I quickly phoned two members of our Fire Dept. for advice and both informed me of what we now know as the restric- tive Council decision of 10 years ago. With the water rising, I needed pumping help. From a friend on Scugog Island I was able to get at 2:30 AM. a spare sump pump. His gasoline powered pump was in use for a different type of flooding problem. By the time I returned to Bigelow Street water had nearly reached the electrical panel and I was unable to use this pump. I then called Mr. Rahm of the Township Works Dept. who quick- ly came to our rescue. A backhoe was brought in and Mr. Ronn Mac- Donald was informed of the situation. He arrived upon the scene and ascertained that this was not an ordinary base- ment flooding but was one of extra-ordinary proportions with not on- ly a distinct possibility of © severe house damage from the water but also that there could be a danger of electrical fire. From neighbour Buchanan's phone, I phoned Port Perry Hydro who quickly arriv- ed and shut off the power at the street. 5. There are many points to be made and I do not wish to question the intergrity of the of- ficers of our Volunteer Fire Dept. However, I feel that the three of- ficers who signed the let- ter to the Editor of March 12, 1985, did not give the proper weight to my urgent appeal for help from the only township department with available facilities. As an aside, I should like to point out that the local office of the Durham Police was of no help, although the office wa manned. 6. I thank Mr. W. S. Buchanan for his letter of Tuesday, March 5th. 1 agree in principle with the last paragraph of the Good showing Dear Sir: In 1984 at Pickering Recreation Complex DISCOVER DURHAM was held. Scugog Township was then the best area represented by Port Perry Fair Board, Scugog Chamber of Commerce, Scugog Shores Historical Museum Pioneer Days committee, Scugog Beautification Commit- tee, Canoe the Nonquon committee, Railroadhouse Motor Motel, Township of Scugog and Goreski Summer Resort. In 1985 this past week at Oshawa Centre, MARKET PLACE was Roy Walker Smith, Port Perry, Ontario. P.S. Mr. Earl Cuddie. I was talking with a fisher- man about the size of the mounted Muskie you have in your office. I do not think he believed me. He said while fishing in Lake Ontario, his line caught on a 1800 sailing ship. Then his line was free he had on a brass oil lamp with the light still shining. I said no way. His answer was if I cut a couple of feet off the length of the Muskie, he would blow the flame out of the lamp. Please, Earl, have those fish ready next year. letter published on March 12th signed by the _ officers, Cook, Steele and Harrison. In my opinion however, these gentlemen could have been much more definitive and outlined exactly the kind of policy change they believe should be enacted for the benefit of our communi- ty and to more easily define their terms of reference. It ig only by open discussion, written or verbal that we can define our understandings. Thank you for publishing this letter, the previous two letters and your front page reporting on February 16th of this unfortunate event. Yours sincerely, ~ D. Sims, Port Perry, Ontario. Maxine (From page 5) years. Most of it is not good reading. In no way is it connected to the ac- cident and shouldn't have been published. The Board of Health should have been notified and they could deal with it privately. Yours truly, Elsie M. Hooey, Blackstock, Ont. NOTE: We are sorry the story of Maxine Pedlar displeased you, but it was one we felt must be told. Your comment that Star reporter Cathy Robb lacks maturity or sensitivity is far from the truth. It is only because of Cathy's efforts through the story and many phone calls that she has raised over $400 - so Maxine will be laid to rest with a proper headstone marking her grave. I personally feel it was an excellent article, which in no way was critical of the woman. J. Peter Hvidsten Publisher Mrs. Robert Howsam, president of the Skating r (From page 5) Club this year, told the Star that a good program held. Scugog Township a tow truck were stored in the building by Willams Motors Trailer Park, Marina to the premises formerly occupied by Howard : l rn . va) firmer hort Yue fies is lined up this year for the carnival and local was again best Mo! OE The local oe ¢ brigade fought the fire for stars, Anna Forder and Richard Stephens, will be represented by the about three hours Four new cars. Jused carand 40) bo 5, No Fe following: Gores C h att e r box Fred Christie with his rink won the Bell -- Cot vane . Son's trophy in the Farmers Bonspiel held in the and Summer Resort, Mr Ralph Honey. a first year student at Port Perry Curling Rink. Railroadhouse Motor by Cathy Robb Guelph won the award. for the Reserve Gran Motel. Emiel's Place (From page 4) Champion Showman At the Port Perry High School **'At Home", Miss Evelyn Moore was chosen Queen. The stu- dent council president was Ken Hallett and Wes Jackson and his orchestra supplied the dance music. Restaurant and Dining Lounge, Ive's Florist (flowers), I.G.A. and Dowson's Valu-Mart (ap- ples), Pioneer Days com- mittee, Canoe the Non- quon committee, Lake Scugog Historicial Socie- ty committee, Scugog Shores Museum, Township of Scugog. Scugog Chamber of Commerce, Port Perry Star, Central Seven In- dustries (printing) last but not least the many volunteers who gave of their time at the displays and demonstrations. So a tip of the hat to a job well done. tions, while we scrambled to keep the camera, glasses and ash tray from hitting the ground. Annemieke looked at me. I looked at An- nemieke. We both looked at Joe Namath, whose immense bulk was hanging over the desk, tail wagging happily. And we started to laugh. And laugh. We laugh- ed so hard the strength left our arms and try as we could, we couldn't shove the muttley off the desk. He just sat there, panting, looking like the cen- trefold in Playboar magazine, all 500 or so pounds of him. "Yeah, he lacks manners,' I agreed gleefully "Can't you just see him doing this to somebody's dining room table?' Annemieke threw in, and we both started to hoot. "Just don't put this in the paper." she added "Or nobody will adopt him = You've been forewarned 10 YEARS AGO Wednesday, March 26, 1975 Robert Scott Kenny, son of Mr. and Mrs. Bob Kenny, Port Perry was among the graduates from the 1975 class of the Niagara Parks Commission's School of Horticulture on Saturday, March 22. After 40 years in banking, eight years as bank mananger in Port Perry, Don McRitchie has retired. Mr McRitchie and his wife Eleanor were honoured at a dinner held for the couple at Con- way Gardens They were presented a lamp, watch and a silver engraved decanter. The Beare Motors 16th annual bonspiel hosted 32 rinks but a Port Perry team emerged victors The winners were: Robert Howsam, skip, Donald Carnegie, vice. Arthur Panabaker, second: and Gord Prentice, lead Storey and Bill Beare were on hand to make the presentation. 20 YEARS AGO Thursday, March 25, 1965 This week Donna and Denna, twin daughters of Mr. and Mrs. John Ballard were presented with their last Brownie Badges bringing their total badges earned to 23 each At the Community Memonal Hospital Annual Meeting, the board members stressed the need for more rooms and beds Mr. Melvin Woodcock, treasurer of the Royal Canadian Legion Branch presented to Ken Irvine, captain of the Port Perry Pee Wee Hockey Team a $200.00 cheque to purchase jackets for the team wf