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DITORIAL PINION Congratulations Vin Waiker was extended a most deserving recognition last week, when he was elected third vice president of the Ontario Amateur Softball Association. We doubt if anyone knowing Mr. Walker would dis- pute this choice. He has given many, many hours of the time he could have enjoyed leisurely to help build a sound and healthy Softball Association in this commun- ity. Through his enthusiasm and other members of the same calibre, Port Perry has become one of the most Outstanding smai! softball communities in Ontario and have won numerous laurels through the years. The Star is taking the liberty of extending congratula- tions to Mr. Walker and we are sure softball enthusiasts, young or old will join in this tribute. A second person this week deserving public recog- nition is Miss Rosie Frey, champion orator in District A-3, Lions International speaking contest held in Peter- borough last week. Miss Frey is a grade 13 student of Port Perry High School and is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. Frey, R.R. 2, Nestleton. She won over 11 other contestents and will next compete in Lachute, Quebec against high school students from Ontario and Quebec. We congratulate Miss Frey on her first success and wish her all the best when she enters into the next and even more important contest. WE PORT PERRY STAR | COMPANY, LIMITED c S P HVIDSTEN, Publisher - Editor Ww. T HARRISON. P. HVIDSTEN, Jr. Plant Manager Advertising Manager Member of the Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Member of the Ontario Weekly Newspaper Aassiciation Published every Wednesday by The Port Perry Star Co. Lad. Port Perry, Ontario Authorised as second class maill by the Post Office Department. Ottawa. and for payment of postage in cash Second Clans Mail Registration Number 0268 Subscription Rates: In Canada $4.50 per yr. Elsewhere $6.00 per year. Single Copy 10¢ BILL MILEY UGAR ano Spice IF HE SAYS SO IT MUST BE TRUE Take my advice. When your kid comes home from school and says breezily, "Hi, Dad. I have this project to do . . .", don't take the bait. Don't say a word beyond "Hrummph" as you flip your newspaper up for a shield, or better still, head for the bathroom and lock yourself in. Never, ever, reply, "Well, what's it all about?" If you do, you'll discover, in- evitably, that you have a project to do. Projects are all the rage these days, in education. Give a kid a project and he'll learn everything there is to know about the Persian Golf, the origin of sandpaper, or the sex life of the blow-fly. He may never learn anything else in school, a strong possibility, but he'll always be an expert in one field. For the rest of their lives, these kids will find some way, at cocktail parties or formal dinners, in casual conversation, to drag in the Gulf, the sandpaper or the blow-fly Which is good. Most people know prat- ically nothing about practically anything. Thus, they can easily be put down by a forthright statement like, "But that's exact- ly what I've been saying. The whole thing is in direct contrast to the solemn, sedate, secretive sex life of the blow-fly." They simply can't field that one, if it's properly delivered. And you can always change your adjectives to suit the situation. It could be. "The wild, exotic orgies of the blow-fly, which comes in heat only on We had projects when I was a kid. I remember one in agriculture. | chose to build a model of a hen-house. Wisely, as I was perfectly aware, even at that tender Even so, it took a lot of time. I had to spend about five evenings in his basement a ae ea ee cups of tea, before the job was done. . do a project in anthropology. Sounds in- Warily, ready to run, I asked what it was, fairly secure in my utter ignorance of the subject. It turned out to be a project on folklore, any area. I breathed easier. I was still swimming free. She let out a little more ine. Said sh'd considered doing one on the legends of the Ottawa Valley lumbering days, with parti- cular reference to my great-uncle, Mountain dack Thomson, reckoned to be the tough- est lumberjack in the Valley, reputed to have killed four men in fist-and-boot fights. I got excited, nibbled the bait and began spinning yarns about Mountain Jack. She responded with the appropriate, "Wow! That's really great, Dad." Then it emerged that she had to go direct to human sources, not the' printed word, and we realized there wasn't time to round up all the relatives and talk to them. Both downcast. Suddenly, under the influence of the excitement and too many coffees, | came up with a new project and tossed it at her, ""'The Curse of the Great Lakes!" She raved. That was IT. She'd been born and raised on their shores, and of course I knew all sorts of interesting old- timers, don't you Dad? We talked long and feverishly, and it looked better and better. I had swallowed the bait. All she had to do was set the hook. Next morning the whole thing looked insane. But when | started to swim quietly away, I found I still had the hook in my mouth. And the line was taut. Hundreds of miles and a couple of weeks later, we had talked to regional historians, commercial fishermen, light-keepers and lake captains. Kim had a stock of stories: ships sunk without trace. Indian legends, mysterious murders and exotic anedotes, like the pianos floating ashore at Duck Island. Must admit I enjoyed every minute of it. Old friends were generous with time and invaluable with memories that reached far back into the 19th century. But it's my last project. At least until my first grand-child slides up and says, "Uh, Grand-ded, I have this project at 50 YEARS AGO Thursday, Agel 7, 1981 Wm. Nesbitt wes segedbted assessor for the village of Port Perry at a meeting of council at a salary of $100.00. Mrs. Stent, Vice Regent of | the 1.0.D.E. resigned, owing * ter attended the Educational Convention held in Toronto. Even back in 1921, as a young man Ted Jackson was known for his ability as an auctioneer. We find the follo- wing in a Thursday, April 7 issue, 1921, about a sale in Kinsale and quote "George Jackson and Ted his son * welded the hammer. It is claimed that Ted is one of the fastest talking salesman on this side of Wall Street, New York." 25 YEARS AGO Thursday, April 4, 1946 Mr. Herman Midgley and family have moved to their arm y. Mr. Ken Hillier left for London, where he will take a two week course in telephone work. to extend a welcome to Mr. Mrs. Weir is « British bride. 15. YEARS AGO Thursday, April 5, 1956 Mr. Bob Pickard has pur- chased the Palmer Hardware store and plans to be open for business 10 YEARS AGO Thursday, April 6, 1961 Ricky Ballard, son of Mr. and Mrs. John Ballard was awarded his 13th badge, highest award in Cubbing. His leaders were Mr. S. 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