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p- a N. 8 -- PORT PERRY STAR -- 14S. August 3, 1988 Letters Future of affordable housing is looking bleak To The Editor: The Big Land Grab I have spoken on this topic before, but feel it to be so impor- tant it must be continually reviewed until the fault is cor- Smokers rights (From page 7) clude your name and address. We would also like to point out, just because these laws may not have affected your area yet, don't feel too secure. Many municipalities and cities are awaiting the effects, before deciding if they will follow suit. Yours very truly, Katherine Mellon, - Smokers Rights, Box 225, Depot A, Toronto, Ont. M5W 1B2 Did You Know each week the PORT PERRY STAR is purchased and read by over 16,000 potential consumers? * * & * = It makes sense to ADVERTISE For more information about effective advertising contact the advertising department at the Port Perry Star 985-7383 rected. At the present time our planners at Region are suggesting we should eliminate farmers' retirement lots, eliminate inter- family consents, and eliminate or- dinary country lots for people. This type of planning - which has been partially in effect for the past fifteen years - has had a big bearing on creating the shortage of affordable housing for the average family in Durham. This type of planning should not be re- enforced but it should be revers- ed and eliminated. Only concern- ed parents and concerned citizens can cause this to happen by con- stantly advising their regional representatives that they do not approve of the present land monopoly control system which has taken place. Government and big business in bed together are always harmful to people. The future looks more bleak as our planning process now makes it very convenient for foreign cor- porations and large corporations to gobble up our land and at forc- 'ed low prices. These gompanies then process and resell the land to each other until the prices become so inflated that the end product to our ordinary people is out of reach for family life. We are now at this point. At the same time there is an ever growing surplus of farmland and this is be- ing held off the market by the pro- cess of speculative buying. our planning process encourages this. We now have a great influx of foreign buyers taking this land up and sitting on it, much to the detriment of the ordinary family. If this continues, it will be worse ior the coming generations - our sons and daughters. It is up to us as concerned citizens and parents to object, and object strenuously, to this process now or the future of our young people will be lost forever. Yours very truly, D.W. Wilson, Durham & Oshawa Councillor. More Chatterbox by Cathy Olliffe (From page six) ing our fence. In fact, Doug was in mid-brush stroke when Dennis walked up to him and started asking questions (he always asks questions. Always, always. It drives you nuts sometimes, and if he wasn't so cute, you'd probably bop him one). Doug sort of ignored him and was still ignoring him when he said, "I didn't like the flower place so | came home." Doug didn't pay attention. Dennis realized he didn't have an attentive audience, so he went home and sat on the front porch with the rest of his family--a cozy family scene, worthy of Kodak. Until Gord/Mr. Wilson pulled in front of the house, truck brakes screaming to a halt. He was already yelling when he jumped out of the driver's seat. Doug, who wasn't paying attention before, was suddenly all ears. He sensed a giggle fit coming on. "WHAT'S EVERYONE DOING SITTING HERE?" Mr. Wil- son roared. "I'VE BEEN GOING CRAZY LOOKING FOR MARSHALL AND YOU'RE ALL JUST SITTING THERE!" Doug ran into the house and stuffed pillows in his mouth. Apparently, "Mr. Wilson" had taken "Dennis" with him a few blocks away to buy some flowers. But as he had told Doug, Dennis didn't like the flower place, so when Mr. Wil- son's back was turned, Dennis walked home. Panic ensued when Mr. Wilson realized Dennis had disap- peared (the flower business is located on a fairly busy road, the main highway through town). Everyone at the flower place joined in the search, and Gord/Mr. Wilson was crazy with worry. Dennis, meanwhile, was happy as could be sitting in the sunshine with his family, who assumed the tyke's grandfa- ther had decided not to take Dennis with him. Well, Dennis was happy for a short time. Until he got a good whack on the behind, and was told he was grounded. hen he started wailing like a banshee. Doug and | were still eating pillows, tears streaming down our cheeks. And there's lots of other incidents too. There's the time Dennis was running towards his Dad, trying to perform some trick, when he fell flat on his face. Whomp. "Waaaaa...!" Or another time, when he was standing too close to the swing set and got knocked on the bean. "Waaaaa...!" Or once, after a nap, when we said "Hi, Marshall," and he grumpily told his mother we were bugging him. Come to think of it, maybe it wasn't our greeting that bugged Dennis. Maybe he too has heard our senseless pil- low giggling. We shouldn't laugh. It's not nice to laugh--and we try to stop ourselves. But you know, nine of out ten times, Matt and Lesley are laughing just as hard as we are. Somebody should write a comic strip about this kid. They really should. Random Jottings by J. Peter Hvidsten by OUR HISTORY UNFOLDS I'm not just sure when it started, but in the past few years | have become a real history (local) buff, and the more | research our past, the more | am in- trigued by the events which brought us to where we are today. Having a full set of microfilmed newspapers from Port Perry and area has undoubtedly helped to un- fold the mysteries of a century. ago, but then there is Samuel Farmer's book The Shores of Scugog, and our terrific Scugog Shores Museum which is bulging at the seams with priceless historical artifi- acts and information. Anyone wanting to know a little about the histo- ry of the area can get plenty, just from these three sources. As | have mentioned before, we are working on a historical supplement to be published in late Sep- tember, and while scanning the thousands of pag- es of microfilm, we come across many humerous and interesting articles. The following are two of these articles, from an- issue of the Port Perry Standard dated August 13, 1868. The first deals with "Leap Year" ard the prop- er ways for a young lady to look for the right man to marry; the second is a series of tips to young ladies on what are the accepted behaviours of the day. LEAP YEAR PRIVILEGES | would advise young ladies not to be rash. Al- though it is a leap-year, you had better look before you leap. Because if you get a husband and he don't suit, you can't change him for a better one-at least not without going to Chicago. There are several considerations to be observed in the selection of a husband. Looks are a matter of taste; size, complexion, and color of whiskers may be left to individual tastes. These are of less conse- quence than disposition and pecuniary resources, particularly the resources. | would not advise any young woman to marry a man - who would expect her to support him. It is not a fair thing on the old gentleman, who has been looking forward to the marriage of his daughter as a happy re- lease from milliner's bills. Never disappoint your par- ents. Young ladies should not enquire too particularly whether the man of their choice belongs to a lodge which meets four times a week. They will find that out after they are married. Husbands are like other domestic animals, and when caught young, can sometimes be trained to do a good many useful things. They have been known to get up in the morning and light the fire when the girl has gone away. There are some professions not advisable to marry into. Such as editors, for they never get rich. Or re- porters, for they are never home at nights. Or politi- cians who are never satisfied with one wife, but are al- ways getting wedded to their country, and like most bigamists abuse both their wives. But as the great object is to get a husband, and the supply is limited, it may not do to be too particular. MAXIMS FOR YOUNG LADIES Don't scream unless you are frightened. A narrowness of waist shows a narrowness of mind. It is a'fine silk that knows no turning. Practice (on the piano) makes perfect. An old maid is an odd boot--no use without a fel- low. The true test of a man's temper is to keep him wait- ing ten minutes for dinner. Never faint when you are alone--Always select some good opportunity--or young man. The more persons there are about you, the more successful will be your fit. A woman should not only faint well, but be above suspicion. The hand that can make a pie is a continual feast to the husband that marries it. Dreams are the novels that we read while we are fast asleep. Eyes are the electric telegraph of the heart and will send a message of any distance, in a language only known to the two souls who correspond. Slight of hand performance--the girl that rejects an offer of marriage. LN TU ET Ra i a Jal erating Phy