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page 2 the tribune thursday feb 13 1969 iiiuimiiinuiiiiiniihhiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiuimitiiiiniiiiiuuuuiiiimiimihmiuumuiiiuiiiiiiuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiffluuiuhu lflft uuuuuuiuuiiu the personal approach deputyreeve bill parsons has recommended that stouffville ar range a personal hearing with hon darcy mckeough minister of mun icipal affairs and submit a proposal concerning the future status of this village within the boundaries of re gional government we feel that the suggestion has definite merit if there is still time to prepare a proper brief its unfor tunate that the move wasnt made earlier but better late than not at all stouffville with a population of just over 4000 could lose its mun icipal identity under the new region al plan this in our opinion would be tragic stouffville is a well planned self- contained community with no close dependency on any town or township around us it is to be hoped that we will remain this way while such a stand on our behalf may be taken at the county level we feel that council would be well advised to do a little spade work on its own and deal directly with the ministers office theres nothing like the personal approach and with our very iden tity at stake we should be as per sonal as possible a sunday fair twentyfive years ago a suggestion that markham fair be extended to include sunday would have been greeted with contempt by the board of directors and the general public but times have changed in the last quarter century and so have peoples opinions the sabbath is no longer a day of rebt as we once knew it rather it is a day of recre ation it could also be a day at the fair while the proposal has merit the benefit would depend mainly on the kind of program planned it would require considerable thought and discussion we feel that a band concert on the sunday afternoon would indeed be a feature attraction in the evening something on a religious theme could be held in the arena it had been suggested earlier that perhaps markham fair should ex tend for an entire week we believe that the executive should first take advantage of the entire weekend and then reset their sights according to the response criticism unjustified police chief orland keating pre sented his ninepage annual report to stouffville council feb 6 it cov ered in detail the activities of the police department during 1968 the content of the report in par- ticular its recommendations were cooly received even criticized in our opinion the criticism was unfair and unwarranted while the deputyreeve indicated his opposition to the personal presen tation of the report a common cour tesy that should be afforded a depart ment head he also took exception to certain suggestions contained in it we feel that it was neither the time nor the place to engage in such de bate indeed if debate was necessary at all in our opinion the two points put forward by chief keating have de finite merit he feels that the police college training program should be continued for officers now on his staff this is common procedure and a policy approved earlier here while we all know that the final okay rests with council we feel that it is the chiefs right and privilege to recom mend and this is what he did the chief also suggested that if the twohour parking bylaw is to be enforced an employee should be hired to enforce it this does not mean that mr keating expects coun cil to hire the man tomorrow he was merely recommending a solu tion to a problem with respect to the main street area we dont believe that council wishes the restrictions enforced at least not to the letter of the law such action would tread on too many toes and they know it this puts the police department in a rather pre carious position the bylaw becomes a farce and has been ever since it was passed ajiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiitiiitiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiininiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimniiiiit j do you remember s s no 9 whitchurch lemonville 1930 this classroom photo should stir a few memories for former students of ss no 9 whitchurch twp at lem- onvllle the year is 1930 the teacher is miss margaret thompson pupils are i to r jim rae jim attreed gorman dickson elgin hastings ken hamm aylmer hood andrew hutchinson centre row 1 to r sam fockler harold preston george gibner betty hamm maryon hastings vera wells velma yake norma rae blanche preston ruby fockler allan baker rear row 1 to jr fred gibner bruce baker elgin hlsey louis wells doris baker helen hastings blake yake reta wells elda hutchinson florence barkey frank hall g keith hutchinson 1 milium mm mum imiiiiiii uimiii inn urn mum mi i urn imimi imiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimimmmiimi miiiiimimmii in sugar and spice those degrees bug me duffin creek in hibernation duffm creek in pickering township is reduced to a trickle beneath the e midwinter ice and snow this scene is looking north from greenwood bridge toward hwy 7 staff photo niiimuiiuiutbiniihihiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiihiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis some pretty earthshaking events occurred around our place lately first of all my wife has taken up curling perhaps taken up is not the right phrase falling down might be closer the first time she stepped on the ice her feet went to heaven and her bottom went to the other place the earth shook you must have felt it and she has the purple posterior to prove it she has fallen only about four times per game since and has mas tered the art to the point where she can look up from her sprawl with the injured innocence of a pro hockey player trying to pin a penalty on the guy who didnt trip him for years she has looked down on the sport she thought the curling club was a place where men went to drink smoke play pool and poker curl and get away from their wives and she was right now she has learned that it is a cultural centre where women go to drink smoke play bridge curl and get away from their husbands and shes right again as usual but as long as she can do it with me and keep an eye on me she feels it is one of canadas grand old sports i used to get home from the curling club at midnight last time we got home at 3 am after being invited somewhere for coffee i wish i could get the same price for that coffee that the distributors do the second earthshaker around here was kims performance in the piano exams for her degree in music not only did she knock off a first- class honor mark but she topped the list of candidates she can now add the letters artc after her name thats longer than my degree that cost me kim phoned collect between music lessons in the city and my wife phoned every relative between here and zanzibar but for one wild and glorious mo ment i thought it was over after an accumulated 30 years of music les sons among her brother her mother and herself i thought i was home free no more wincing as i wrote out cheques for the conservatory no more trucking the kids all over the country in blizzards to play at fes tivals no more sweating through performances no more getting up at a quarter to seven to take her to the bus no more it seems i was wrong my wild and glorious moment was only a mo ment she wants to carry on with les sons and her mother is thinking of resuming lessons and hugh will be around one of these days broken crooked finger and all ready to go back to it we now have two artc diplo mas in the house they look beauti ful side by side on the living room wall its like sitting in a doctors of fice but what really drives me out of my skull is that not one of them can play anything as soon as the festi val or exam is over they take new- pieces and the old ones are dumped overboard ask anyone to play a piece for company and you get the familiar whine i havent anything ready i never heard of a guitarplayer or a mouthorganplayer who lost his repertoire overnight but i am here to testify that a piano player of clas- an open letter by bill smiley sical music cant even whistle a tune most of the time aside from two degrees on the wall and two pianos around my neck all ive got out of the whole thing is three people who think they are gift ed talented and couldnt play mary had a little lamb without six weeks of preparation please be brutal rr to the chief of police one of the most common phrases heard in our society and our city to day is police brutality perhaps i dont understand the meaning but i would like to give you one mothers viewpoint on this subject to begin i should first tell you that i have two teenage sons and being a mother i cannot help but want the very best of everything for them i am a typical mother in that i dont want to see them hurt by anyone i am not a typical mother for i see things many mothers never hear of much less become involved in because my husband is a minister and we see the very best and the sordid worst i would like for you to be brutal with my sons is that a surprise if you find them speeding in a car please be brutal i have sat at a hos pital holding a grieving mothers hand because of someones mistake that was brutal i have gone with my hus band to tell a wife her husband was killed that was brutal i have helped nurse a beautiful teenage girl crip pled in a wreck that was brutal i have played organ music at funeral services for babies teenagers and adults because someone drove too fast that was brutal if you should catch my underage sons with liquor in their possession please be brutal i have sat all night by my hus bands side trying to piece together two underage young mens lives both broken by drinking that was brutal i have listened to the horrors experi enced by another man while he was drunk and heard him recall the many jails he had served time in for this that was brutal i have helped feed hungry children because a drunken father didnt come home that was brutal i have tried to console a me ther whose daughter was killed after beiue struck by a drunken driver that was brutal if you should find my sons with drugs in their possession please be brutal i have tried to rehabilitate a woman just out of prison for shooting her husband while she was drugged that was brutal i have seen a handsome young man turn into an old ugly one because of drugs that was brutal i have seen a young mother who was addicted to a drug scream and rave for lack of a fix that was brutal if you find my sons committing any kind of immoral act or carrying any pornographic materials please be brutal i have listened to the sad cry of a young girl who was pregnant but not married that was brutal if police ever see my sons doing something that isnt thoroughly in the interest of society please be bru tal i have walked into a hushed sac red church that was stripped of every thing that could be sold that was brutal i have seen a lovely expensive home and yard completely torn up by vandals that was brutal i have seen a school and its marvelous equip ment torn apart by young vandals that was brutal if you should ever catch my sons doing anything illegal please be bru tal i have come to realize that your kind of brutality cannot in any way compare with the brutality that comes from breaking our laws my husband and i have tried to teach our sons that their rights end where someone elses begin we be lieve they have learned this lesson but in case they forget we look to you and others who influence our lives teachers coaches etc to see that they remember i do not want my two sons to grow into grownup boys i want them to become men able to assume their places in this world and make good contributions to it i sincerely hope they wont need your help but if they do and if you must then be brutal a concerned mother established 1888 c h nolan publisher jim thomas editor noel edey advertising published every thursday by the stouffville tribune limited at 54 main st stouffville ont tel 6102101 single copies 15c subscriptions 500 per year in canada s730 elsewhere member of audit bureau of circulation canadian weekly newspapers association and ontario weekly newspapers association authorized as second cla mail post office dept ottawa be my valentine by jim thomas friday feb 14 is in case you re quire a reminder st valentines day married folk it seems dont pay the occasion much heed any more most couples are still too busy try ing to balance the family budget from christmas to worry about such frivolities be honest now when was the last time you splurged 50 cents and bought your wife a valentine card you know one of those fancy frilly kind all trimmed with lace its too bad we forget these simple things of life that really should mean so much in my little oneroom public school at ss 19 markham st valentines day was something special you were able to find out for sure just who your real friends were of course if you had advanced to grade 8 or the senior fourth as we knew it you would receive a card from almost everyone including the teacher if you were a comparative newcomer ingrade 1 or junior first youd feel fortunate to receive two or three it was a kind of caste system within the ranks of elementary education on my second day in school be cause i could read and write the teacher exercised her authority and vaulted me into grade 2 or senior first i felt as forlorn and forsaken as a church mouse on monday i couldnt understand why i had been put there and my classmates resent ed my being there it was sure a mixed up beginning while the teacher was quite gen erous in her promotions she had several strict conduct rules that she enforced to the letter of the law number 1 on her list was that no pupil boy or girl could gain permis sion to go to the bathroom during regular class hours he or she had to wait until the automatic dismissal at recess noonhour or four oclock oh the agony of it all i can still picture fourteen kids with distorted faces standing crosslegged during the allegiance pledge to the union jack with the ring of the bell the dash to the two little shacks out back was something to see since accommoda tion was limited to three many were content to stampede for the nearest tree some never made it that far for a freshman arrival the re striction on natures ordained cus tom presented a frightening fore cast i knew that my schedule and the teachers would sooner or later conflict more sooner than later it did it was the one and only day in my entire public school career that i cried that pool beneath the stool was evidence enough they pointed they stared they teeheed and they laughed i would gladly have dropped through a hole in the floor never to return but there was no escape from the embarrassment of it all but one little girl in the next row didnt laugh she didnt stare or giggle like all the rest in all the room she was the only friend i could find in a time of desperate need she was eight years old in the junior third and cute as a button i later learned that her name was madeline and my liking for her bloomed our puppy love affair never ad vanced farther than a few shy glances but when the next st val entines day rolled around the big gest handmade heart of all was de livered personally to my desk ive retained the keepsake to this very day the verse reads youre new in our school im kinda new too do you think some day i could play house with you you look kinda shy but you dont have to be just cause you went makes no difference to me the next time it happens get up and walk out and keep right on runnin even tho she may shout let the other kids laugh i still think youre fine and oh by the way be my valentine