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Terrace Bay News, 6 Oct 1966, p. 12

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Page 12 COMMUNITY CHURCH AUXILIARY MEETS The Ladies Auxiliary met in the Community Church Hall on October 3rd. The Worship period was opened by Ivy Pattison who also read the scripture lesson. Mrs. F.Anderson accompanied the hymns and Mrs. C.Slomke read an article on the meaning of the church. Membership convenor Mrs .A.Sinkins presented a Life Membership to Mrs.Eva Haughn in recogni- tion of her many years of service. Ways & Means Convenor Mrs.P.Kelty announced the Fall Bazaar would be held Nov.I9th and an ap- peal' was made for articles for the Nearly New and Touch and Take tables. The former can be given or picked up by Mrs.L.McCausland or Mrs. D .Broad- hurst and the latter to Mrs. D.Briscoe or Mrs. J. Scott. The ladies were also asked to save spray can caps and plastic detergent bottles. Mrs.L.Hopper spoke on Centennial projects and after discussion it was moved by Mrs .H. Brooks, seconded by Mrs.A.Sinkins that an Historical Fash- jon Show, Portraits of The Past,would be sponsored on December 2nd. Mrs.Hopper will convene the committee, assisted by A.Sinkins, J .Whiteley and M.Chisholm. Mrs.Broadhurst will convene a sup- per on October I8th for the church visitation com- mittee. A church nursery, proposed by Mrs .J.Schritt and Mrs. M.Hickerson will start on Sunday, October 9th. Mothers will take turns supervising, along with help from the C.G.1.T. Volunteer help will 'be appreciated, also play pens and good used toys which can be left in the church permanently . Mrs.C .Slomke conducted the program and a skit was presented by Phyl Kelty, Olie Chapman and Olive Martin. A Film strip was also shown. Lunch was served by Mrs.Ferrier, Mrs.Helen Hales and Mrs. Brown. aE JUNIOR HOCKEY EXECUTIVE ELECTED At a recent meeting the following slate of officers were elected to head up Terrace Bay's junior hockey effort for the season:- president, J.Heenan - vice- president, F .McMillan - Secretary, Mr .Mallais - Coach, Cy Brassard - Manager, Jon MacDonald - Trainer, Ken Rennette and Directors Bill Stachiw sr. Jack Phillips, Gus Drexler, Benny Hayes and Buck Matiowsky . This will be the first year of operation for junior kay under the Terrace Bay name. (Cont'd P.13) TERRACE BAY NEWS by Bill Smiley I was reading the other day an interview with a Canadian seaman. He was telling a report- er why he, and so many other sailors are not happy with their lot. He mentioned a lot of things that seemed petty at first glance: coarse sheets on the bunks; crowded quarters; not enough showers; cheap soap; scanty recreational facilities. Not much of the spirit of Drake and Nelson and rounding Cape Horn there? Not much. But then the truth came out. These were only the minor irri- tants, the little, concrete mani- festations of a deeper discon- tent. A sailor's pay is good, com- paratively. Most boats feed their crews well. What really gets the sailor down are frustration, boredom, monotony and loneli- ness. They suffer from the mod- ern malaise of the spirit that af- fects many segments of our so- ciety. As I read the article, I couldn't help comparing the sailor's job today with that of the 1930's, when I spent a spell on the Great Lakes. Today he works a 40-hour week, has a basic pay of nearly $400 a month, and is protected by a tough union. In those days, he worked a 50 to 60-hour week, picked up a handsome cheque for $40 at the end of the month, and could be fired if he even looked unhappy. And perhaps that's why, if memory serves, the sailor of those days was a pretty happy character. He did a lot of grous- ing, as sailors have done since Ulysses and his crew left Troy, put he also did a lot of horsing around, and took life very un- seriously. Not many were married in those days. They couldn't afford it. They'd blow their 40 bucks on beer and girls and poker in a couple of days, and then it was penny-ante and practical jokes and "makings" for the rest of the month. Today's sailor is a much glummer individual. He's more likely to be married and have children. He has a mortgage and insurance and income tax and dental bills, like all the other suckers in society. Theoretically, he's: 10 times better off than the deck-hand of the, 30's. He works a whole lot less and makes a great deal more. He is better fed and quar- tered. He can watch television. He has 10 months away from the old battleaxe and the kids, two months holidays in winter, during which he is paid unem- ployment insurance. What's wrong then? Why is he griping, threatening to strike every so often, wishing he had a shore job? It's simple enough. Sailing is deadly dull. For offi cers and engineers, it's lively enough. They have delicate ma- chinery, decisions, responsibili- ties, special skills. But the deck-hand is the Poor Bloody Infantry of the inland seas. His work is often dirty, nearly always monotonous, occa- sionally dangerous, but hardly ever heroic. There's no going aloft to reef | the mainsail in the teeth of a gale. He's more likely chipping paint. There's no landing at exo- § tic foreign ports, hiring a rick- g sha and heading for the high spots. He's more likely picking his way across the railway | tracks in a dirty dock area, heading for a beer parlour. He spends most of his waking hours with a crowd just as browned off as he. And they curse and play poker and grouse and watch television crud and brag about the shore job they could have had. Not much for the soul there. And he's lonely. Lonely for his family. And maybe he's guil- ty, knowing it's not a square deal for the wife, bringing up | the kids alone. And he misses the land. The § shady streets of the small town, } or the beat and excitement of the city. The green of trees and grass, and the glimmer of brown young limbs on beaches. The smell of lilacs in June, and burning leaves in- October. There's a little of this in the life of the inland sailor. It's clean and fresh out on the lakes. But one Great Lake looks much like another, one canal like the last one, and every grimy dock area exactly like the one you've just come from. Don't knock the sailor. He has his ghosts, just as you and 1.

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