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Page 4, News, Wednesday, September 14, 1988 Newspaper Assn. Post Office should remain open despite security concerns The first issue that must be cleared up in the confusion which abounds at the local Post Office is that the recently damaged wall was not a result of vandalism. Vandalism is defined as the wilful destruction or defacement of property. The local police have stated that the damage was not done in a hostile or wilful manner, and they have not laid any charges. Post Mistress Barbara Haugn is aware of the facts. Why then is she misleading the public by stating that "Due to the vandailism, the Post Office Box Lobby doors will be closed ...," when there has been no act of vandalism? Not only should Canada Post officials act quickly to redefine their weak excuse to close the Post Office before many can get their mail, but they should re-examine why they have decided to reduce the number of hours it is now open. Because of the nature of employment in the area, a great number of people cannot travel to the Terrace Bay Post office between the hours of 7.00 a.m. and 5.00 p.m. during weekdays. Indeed, many work a shift each day which is longer than the post office is open. Valid concerns of security and vandalism have been raised and have to be dealt with, but this extreme measure should not be accepted lightly by those who rent Post Office boxes. The local police should increase regular surveillance and patrols of the area throughout the evening. Those who live in the immediate area, as well as those who drive by, can also watch for suspicous behaviour. However, acts of petty vandalism must be balanced with providing a vital service. =Editorial Page The Terrace Bay-Schreiber News is published every Wednesday by Laurentian Publishing Limited, Box 579, Terrace Bay, Ont., POT-2WO Tel.: 807-825-3747. Second class mailing permit 0867. Member of the Ontario Community Newspaper Assn. and the Canadian Community Tel.: 825-3747 General Managet......Paul Marcon a asm st ag . upscription ra es: per Editor aS Ses Dskicientaoest tt OU Huneault year / $25 two years (local) Admin. Asst..........Gayle Fournier and $21 per year (out of Production Asst...Carmen Dinner town). - GRANTING AW AUDIENCE CAN, AT ZIMES , BE RATHER UPLIFTING | ) ili e Unnuvven eure ett Canada Post officials, for their direct part, : must implement a satisfactory security system as quickly as possible. But in the meantime, the local Post Office should be left open longer than its present hours. Express your displeasure of this arbitrary deci- sion to local Post Office officials. Contact Keith Penner, M. P. Cochrane-Superior, by calling the operator and asking for Zenith 56160. Contact Canada Post management if you are experiencing difficulty getting your mail. We are paying a pretty price for a service that is taking an ugly turn. You deserve a better excuse than the one you are getting. = 'Letters to the editor' are very important to § E the readership and to the community which § f the newspaper serves. = ® The letters act as a forum for discussion, a § f means to inform the public or authorities of | @ a concern, or sometimes they can provide a | | great topic of conversation over the fence or § § kitchen table. : | They also provide ideas and suggestions for § ) and criticisms about local issues. Ss | They can be funny, angry, sad, or a little of | ! everything. Write one today, sign your < # name, and help provide a service to all. | Write: Box 579, Terrace Bay, Ont. POT 2W0 & Love is blind...even tf o "rejection" months. onan Her name was Jackie Taylor and it was love at first sight. She had jet black hair and eyes of cobalt blue and a quick crinkly way of laughing that set off depth charges in my thoracic cavity. I only had to see her once across the classroom to know that I was in love with her and would be in love with her till the day I died. All the dopey cliches applied--really I would climb every mountain, ford any stream--or burst my throbbing lovestruck heart in the attempt. I knew with one glance that my existence had come to a crossroads: either Jackie Taylor became my lifelong.companion, or I would fling myself under the next passing freight train. I knew all these things with the conviction of a born again PTL Clubber who's just mortgaged the Winnebago and sent the cash to Jim and Tammy. I've never been more certain of anything, but there was one minor complication. To Jackie Taylor, I was about as attractive a dose of Athlete's Foot. She didn't know I existed--or if she did, she didn't care. I was crushed. My heart was slammed into quivering paste. I probably would have thrown myself under a freight train except the railyard was at the other end of town and my mother wouldn't let me go on the bus myself. My great love affair with Jackie Taylor began and ended in Grade Five. ; It owas painful and humiliating, but it was a useful introduction to the power of love--even puppy love. I was reminded of it when I read a small story in the paper about Robert Kieling recently. You know him? Mister Kieling is a bachelor farmer who works a quarter section near Blumenhof, Saskatchewan. When he is not in jail that is. Mister Kieling goes to jail a lot. He goes to jail for love. The love of Ann Murray. Robert Kieling thinks--no he knows--that LS «in de de oS famana singer/songwriter is secretly in love with him. Knew it from the day he was on his tractor and he looked up and saw The | Arthur Black Snowbirds, Canada's crack jet squadron streaking across the Saskatchewan sky. Obviously that wac a mescage from Anne to him, don't you see? Just like all the messages she kept putting in her songs--he bought every record she ever put out. Ten years ago it became very clear to Robert Kieling that Anne Murray was trying desperately to contact him, so he did the decent thing. He gave her a call. Then he wrote to her. Then he called again and wrote some more. At first he received the standard form replies that most stars send to their fans, but the people around Anne Murray realized that Robert Kieling was no ordinary fan. He wanted more. He wanted Anne to go out with him, to come to his farm. To marry him. They stopped replying to his letters cards and telegrams. Robert Kieling's devotion didn't flicker for an instant. He knew that Evil forces were trying to come between him and Anne, so he tried all the harder. So hard that since 1980 he's been convicted on 11_ separate occasions of harassing Anne Murray. He's paid several fines and gone to jail for stretches ranging from 30 days to six Robert Kieling's lawyer was in court last week applying for bail for his client. He needed to get out and harvest his grain crop, the lawyer said. The judge looked at the dossier, noted that between January and July of this year, Kieling had telephoned Murray's office 263 times. No, the judge said, Mr. Kieling won't be free to harvest grain or make phone calls for a while yet. Request denied. Strange story. Horrific, if you look at it through Anne Murray's eyes. Kind of perversely impressive if you see it through the vantage point of Kieling's tractor seat. He's just doing what Hollywood hokum and Harlequin Romances and all those soppy pop songs recommend--swearing eternal devotion. It's just that Robert Kieling does it in spades. And Jackie Taylor if you're reading this, I want you to know that all is forgiven. I think her last name was Taylor.