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I Fa BR 4 TD A eae. i pt rn rg © agg me + nn ------ ~~ 6 -- PORT PERRY STAR -- Wednesday, January 3, 1990 The, Rov Povey Slay 235 QUEEN STREET - PORT PERRY, ONTARIO PHONE 985-7383 FAX 985-3708 The Port Perry Star is authorized as second class mail by the Post Office Department, Ottawa, for cash payment of postage Second Class Mail Registration Number 0265 Subscription Rate: InCanada $20.00 per year Elsewhere $60.00 per year. Single Copy 50¢ EDITORIAL Publisher - J. Peter Hvidsten Editor - John B. McClelland News/Features - Julia Ashton News/Features - Kelly Storry PRODUCTION Annabell Harrison Trudy Empringham Darlene Hlozan BUSINESS OFFICE Office Manager - Gayle Stapley Accounting - Judy Ashby Billing Department - Louise Hope ADVERTISING Advertising Co-ordinator - Valerie Ellis Advertising Sales Representative - Anna Gouldburn . Rs AnAOIAN Cou r A Ye 4 AN Paria; ass0Cien Retail Sales - Kathy Dudley, Linda Ruhl, Tracy O'Neil Member of the Co Canadian Community Newspaper Association Ontario Community Newspaper Association Published every Tuesday by the Port Perry Star Co. Ltd. Port Perry, Ontario Comment Editorial YOUR TOWNSHIP A person who left Scugog Township in 1980 and returned for the first time today would hardly recog- nize the place. There have been many, many changes to the face of this community over the last decade, most for the better, and some that we might all have been bet- ter off without. Certainly, the eighties have been a dynamic time for Scugog, and the decade is closing out in better form than it started. In the past ten years, hundreds of new families have moved here, making the decision to call Scugog their home. We have witnessed a steady growth in the commercial core of the Township to the point where today many people come here from outside to do their shopping. And more often than not, these visitors remark on the beauty of Queen Street, the interesting mix of stores, and the way much of the architecture has been restored and retained. Though the growth over the last decade has not been without its problems, we can honestly say that one thing hasn't changed much at all: the friendly "small town" atmosphere. . We may mutter under our breath at the problems finding a parking spot, or wonder just how much more use our already strained recreation facilities can stand, but on balance the growth of the past decade has been positive, and most people who live here will -argue loudly that there are few, if any, places better to live and raise a family. As we enter the new decade, Scugog Township will be faced with big decisions. As the southern por- tion of Durham Region continues to grow, and with the posibility of a huge new town in North Pickering, it is inevitable that the growth pressures on Scugog will continue. In fact, one need only glance at a map of the Golden Horseshoe to recognize that the areas to the north-east of Metro are going to be under intense de- velopment pressures over the next few years. As Scugog Mayor Hall noted in a year-end inter- view, the key to Scugog's future growth will be the availability of services; specifically a sewage treat- ment facility for Port Perry. Port Perry is now ham-strung by the lack of sew- 250 treatment capacity. The lagoon-cell system west of the town is at capacity now. Over the next few years (perhaps sooner) a deci- sion will have to made on whether to build a new treatment facility, which in turn would 'open up Port Perry for some fairly substantial residential, commer- cial and industrial growth. If the politicians decide that a new treatment facil- ity should not be built, the growth will continue much as it has in the last few years: scattered through the Township. If they say yes to a new treatment facliy Perry, the population of the town alone could | 8,000 people or more. There are some very obvious=questions that must be asked. The first is the cost. A new treatment sys- tem could cost upwards of $5 million. Who pays. Per- haps to ease the burden on the existing ratepayers, those who stand to develop land should pay substan- in Port ump to (Turn to page 8) STRIP CLUB BUSINESS, © | GET THE FEELING WE'LL : BE PAYIN' FOR THIS ONE ToO / SPR KA CSO COCO 2a 00% 05%! OAT 09, 000% 0 CSRS ES SERN Ks MORNING MADNESS A few weeks back, | mentioned in this col- umn that one of the first things | like to do when I get up in the morning (besides having a coffee) is splash cold water on my face. While that's true, | wouldn't want anyone to think | only wash my face. As | mentioned, the cold water splash is only my way of getting the adrenaline flowing, but my morning wouldn't be complete with out a nice warm shower. I'l bet almost everyone can remember the - last time you were standing in the shower with warm water running through your hair and over your body, then suddenly the pressure dropped. It happens almost every morning in our "place, and it's driving me mad. I'd swear my wife waits until she hears the shower start, then gives me time to lather my hair with shampoo (so | don't have a lot of hair), before mischievously turning on the washing machine or flushing the toilet. So there | stand, my body covered with soap and with barely a dribble trickling out of the shower nozzle onto my shiny, lathered head. It is only my blood pressure which keeps me warm at this point as it rises just enough to keep what little water there is, warm. In my opinion, there is nothing worse than standing in a nice warm shower when suddenly it turns ice cold (if the washing machine is start- ed), or being scalded with hot water, (when a toilet is flushed). Red or blue really aren't my fa- vourite colours, especially when it's the colour of my skin. Whichever the case, when this happens there's a lot of tap dancing and dodging of water in the shower stall, while trying to get the water regulated again, or until the pressure returns to normal. Another bothersome thing that often hap- pens following a shower is reaching out for a towel, and the towel rack is empty. In my hurry to get into the shower, | didn't notice the towel had been removed and wasn't replaced with a clean one. I'm sure you've all experience this one. So dripping wet, stark naked, you are forced to tip toe down the hall to the linen closet grab a towel and make your way back, lowing a trail of wet footprints along the hall. At this point, Random Jottings mrs. "by). Peter Hvidsten with your clean towel, still naked, you bend down to wipe up the water you have dripped on the floor, before making your way back to the privacy of the bathroom. And speaking of momings, they have to be the worst time of the day for tempers to fly. In my case, | enjoy about a half hour of peace and uiet after getting out of bed before having to eal with anybody. Mind you this never happens in our house, but it would sure help to get my day on the right track. It's been a long time, but | can still remember getting out of leisurely, dragging my feet along the soft carpet to the bathroom, looking into the mirror, (oh my gawd!) and then casually begin the morning routine that brings my sagging old body back to some resemblance of life. Not any more. Usually, by the time my feet hit the floor these days, its in fast flight down the hall to pick up a baby who has decided she wants to eat, and she wants to eat....NOW! - The next, and possibly the most embarrass- ing morning predicament is a trip to the toilet where you notice, but too late, there is an empty - paper roll hanging on the wall. What's worse, when you crawl over to the vanity, with your pants locked around your ankles, there's not a spare roll to be found in the room. I'm sure everyone has their own way of deal- ing with this embarrasing situation, so I'll leave any further details out. As you can see, even before emerging from the bathroom in the morning, full of vim and vigor and ready to take on the world, your whole day can be ruined if things don't go right. At least, that's the way it is at our house. CHRISTMAS LEFTOVERS The following are just a few leftover items from that past couple of months, that | promised some of my readers | would use in a later col- umn. So what better way to start out 1990, than to clean up the last of my 1989 obligations. What is Tarzan's favourite Christmas sang? Answer: Jungle Bells, Jungle Bells, Jungle all the way. Why is Santa a good gardener? Answer: Because he likes to Ho! Ho! Hol! And here are a few short stories submitted after my request for "the things kids say". 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