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Though the family income was very small mother was a good provider. She baked her own bread and coffee cakes. When she bought green coffee beans #he roasted them in the oven. Mother immediatcly telegraphâ€" ed to have the cat sent by exâ€" press When she operted the crate in which he arrived he did not recognize her. She put a piece of meat between her teeth es she had often done and the cat immediately recognizing this ran up and sat on her shoulder and took the meat from her He knew he had reached his new When we Ieft Nova Scotia we left the pet cat, which was almost ene of the family, with a neighâ€" bor there. We had hardly settled in New Hamburg when we got word that the cat ate nothing since we left and was starving to death. We lived in a «mall log house wovered with clapboards, for which we paid $6 a month rent. MHeating was from a large bor stove and it was always warm and cosy in wintertime. Since we burned wood year round we kept @ small rear room as a summer Kkitchen. Father then worked as a finâ€" Esher at the Hahn furniture facâ€" tory at $1 for a 10â€"hour day. Earnings from his sixâ€"day week were barely enough to keep the wolfl away. Mother never liked living in Ambherst. so when father heard that Surarus‘ furniture and unâ€" dertaking business was for sale, back to New Hamburg we came. After we arrived Mr. Surarus changed his mind and decided not to seil. When that happens to me, I think back to my boyhood days in New Hamburg, when I had no worries and no money. I was glad to be alive. My mother was born in St. Louis, Mo., but spent most of her giribood days in New Hamburg, with her uncle, Robert Berger, who was like a father to her. After many years she returned to her home in St. Louis, where swhe met and married my father. When I was a year old we movâ€" ed to New Hamburg. A few years later father was offered a position as foreman of Christie Brothers Casket Co. in Amherst, N.S. 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We wore short trouâ€" sers and long stockings and the knees always seemed to get the most year. like the seat of our pants, which had to be patched often. The Nith River and dam was well stocked with fish and I made many a good catch there. One winter it was frozen solid and safe enough to skate on, at a time that there was no snow. We took advantage of this and skated to where it was a small creek and open water. That was about four miles. We had lovely neighbors. I remember one Amish family that was always at hand to help and bring some tasty homemade cookâ€" ing when somecone in the neighâ€" borhood was sick. We made our own hammocks out of barrel staves. It all goes to show just what can be done when you have no money. A good molto is never give up. Many a game of croquet was plaved on our large lawn. Louis Peine was a good player and loved to tease my mother by drivâ€" ing away her ball just when she had it placed to go through the next wicket. I always loved to watch. All we had to buy was meat and flour. Our chickens supplied us with eggs, and to ensure a winter supply of these, mother always gave the hens a warm breakfast of potato mash mixed wit5 bran. When my mother had small white beans she soaked them «@yernight in water. The next day they were put in a roasting pan with a piece of pork, and molasâ€" ses were added. After this was roasted for an hour the beans became soft and dark in color. Apples from our large snow apple tree were eaten first, as they didn‘t keep beyond Christâ€" mas.~ One russet and two northâ€" ern spy apple trees, as well as pear, plum and cherry trees kept us well supplied with fruit. They would melt in your mouth. We had a large piece of land on which we grew all our own vegetables. We kept barrels of apples in a ground cellar through the winter. My job was to grind the beans in the coffee mill. We always had fresh coffee. off his Christmas display of Santa and village. law required that horses I often heard mother mention this place. Her uncle Robert Jearnâ€" ed his blacksmith and wagon trade at this corner before movâ€" ing to New Hamburg. Mother had also lived there with him. Looking through the New Hamâ€" burg Independent I noticed where Mayor C. L. Roth received a letâ€" ter addressed to Mr. Mayor, Punâ€" keydondles Corner, Ontario. He invited me in when I told him who I was and we talked for several hours about the good old days. I enjoyed it very much and I‘m sure Ted did too. as he tol& me to be sure and drop in when in town. Ted is my age he and I atâ€" tended public school together. I visited his home and he met me at the door. As he is a barrister I asked him: "Will there be a charge if I ask for some inforâ€" mation?" He had never taken a holiday in his life until he decided to go on a special excursion out west. The train was wrecked and Louis was among those killed. We left New Hamburg in 1895 and came to Waterloo where I am today and will be until 1 am no more. Last week I made a special trip back and was told Ted Peine is living in town. Ted is my age he and I atâ€" if Louis was late the broken, so the mail time. be walked across the NURSING HOME â€" This historic home on the Hilliard propert St. W. will soon be converted to a nursing home. Council has a change to that effect. The late Thom as Hilliard was a former lisher of The Chronicie and a former W aterloo mayor. bridge but : law was atrive on e e m on CE EL ..'- LE mO CS 20 17 vVÂ¥F PHeT c‘nnyrei‘rte('i !;o a nursing home. Council has approved a zone ht iE oq .. (oegy _ C m OTLG LV BE . M Mr. Ciardi is worried about it and the degree to which it has And the jargon . . . he calls it the inâ€"group talk, bureaucratic slang and pretentious terms that turn janitors into building superâ€" intendents, _ garbage _ collectors into â€" sanitory â€" engineers, _ and everyone into consultants. It is that turn of speech that makes a man call his job a position. But for all his cultural activiâ€" ties he has no time for highâ€" sounding speech or the jargon of the day as he calls it He defines it as the uncultured perâ€" son‘s attempt to make himself seâ€" cure with polysyHabic language. He has written 10 children‘s books, nine of them in verse, and claims their royalties have made his three children wealthier than the father who wrote them for them. He has lectured in Engâ€" lish at Harvard and Rutgers Universities. speculative. The highest function of a uniâ€" versity is not to be a job trainâ€" ing centre. Practical, impassionâ€" ed learning becomes the basis of great discovery, he reminded his listeners, and _ recalled Einâ€" stein‘s developments, which were far removed from his original train of study. Mr. Ciardi is a columnist for Saturday Review, of which he is also poetry editor. during the October arts festival, and for which he arrived late. A good mathematician runs out of ‘certainties and finds himself in areas of speculation, he told reporters. Knowledge opens inâ€" finite questions: it does not create fewor answers. While admitting that "hardâ€" ware information" had its place in the education scheme, he warned against sneering at the flown in from New Yor speak on What Good Is a lege. The address was in li one has was to have deli during the October arts fes newsmen at a c University of \| of the Arts last Bostonâ€"born . flown in from speak on What lege. The addre: MARKS EDUCATED MAN Then Quality of Query Is Termed Vital The Waterice Chromicia, Wodnesday, Dosomber 12 1969 . Ciardi New York the HilLiard property at 88 William in lieu of delivered s festival, he told ‘ in the Theatre Col And he smilinsly peered inteo the future and the offspring youth of hippie parents, rememâ€" bering the banker sons the suh{ realists fathered. ) He remarked that most hippies come from comfortable homes, which is why there are no Negre adherents to the fad. "The ability to state a people: to themselves in a way thal makes them stand taller is no# an impractical quality," "John F. Kennedy, Roosevelt and Church ill had it but Johnson does not." Around him the Jargoncttes have taken over with their pretentioug phrases. he claims. A technical college knows whabi it‘s suposed to do. A liberal arts: college doesn‘t Education has‘ something to do with identifying: oneself and the terms in whick we do it Mr. Ciardi said. ’ Questions of identity . . . whe am I? . ;. what am I doing here?. & . . These have a place in a n# tion‘s importance. ’ JOHN CIARDLI ~ entered U.S. education. It car only win out when there is no cultural background to fall back editor and pubâ€" ves â€" they