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4 _ Waterloo Chronicle, Thursday, August 26, 1971 â€" Canada is to get rid of its once highlyâ€"controâ€" versial Bomarc missiles. The announcement, made Tuesday in a government white paper, probably will cause little public outburst, alâ€" though there has been some unfavorable official reaction from the United States. When the Bomarc bases were established at North Bay, Ont., and La Macaza, Que., there was a great deal of emotional outburst. The Bomares are now to be phased out over the next year, and their going is not likely to create a stir. As employers, the missile sites had little effect on the two communities. The 454 military perâ€" sonnel involved will doubtless be given other duties elsewhere, and the 85 civilians will probâ€" ably be helped in relocating. The truth is, the Bomarec missile, according to Defence Minister Donald Macdonald, has beâ€" come obsolete. They were intended as a line of defence against bombers which might approach North America from across the North Pole. The bomber threat is now considered to be long past. The new threat, apparently, is interâ€"continenâ€" tal ballistic missiles. On the other hand, the residents of the two comâ€" munities, although they have no doubt become used to their presence, will be glad to see the reâ€" moval of the nuclear devices. This very removal may also reduce the two communities‘ potential as nuclear targets, although in fact North Bay‘s will remain high because it will continue to be a key communications centre for NORAD. Just as Canada had no strategic bombers it has no ICBMs. Nor is it in a position to acquiré any, nor any antiâ€"missile missiles. The missile race is only for the big boys, and even they seem awed at the expense and futility of such a competition to the point they are actively pursuing a pact to call it all off. Nor is the Bomarc the only obsolete piece of equipment in the Canadian armed forces. Canâ€" ada‘s huge Centurian tanks are going to be reâ€" placed with faster, lighter vehicles which can be airâ€"dropped, and the swift, Canadianâ€"developâ€" ed hydrofoil is going to take over more duties from conventional ships. Hopefully, all arms which Canada may adopt over the years will also become obsolete without having being used. Geographically, Canada‘s position between the United States and the Soviet Union, may appear to put her in the heart of the big boys‘ games but, in fact, Canada is very much on the fringe. New roles more in keeping with this posiâ€" tion are to be found for our armed forces. This pronouncement, made earlier this week, appears to be contrary to a position he took earâ€" lier this summer, when a member of the Opposiâ€" tion suggested that ableâ€"bodied welfare reciâ€" pients should be put to work on shortâ€"handed Canâ€" adian farms. Mr. Trudeau replied that the unâ€" employed should not be made to work at jobs they do not like, and that the nation must be prepared to support them on welfare. Mr. Trudeau‘s statement at that time causâ€" ed a considerable public outcry. His attitude was challenged in many newspapers across Canâ€" ada, including The Chronicle. Prime Minister Trudeau says that people who won‘t work shouldn‘t get welfare. Soaring welfare costs across the nation have sparked a growing backlash against those who choose to avoid work, often making themselves unemployable by their appearance, thereby making mockery of the original purpose of welâ€" fareâ€"to help those who can‘t help themselves. Mr. Trudeau, in apparently reversing his stand, appears to have recognized this growing public reaction. Published every Thursday by Fairway Press, a division of Kitchenerâ€"Waterioo Record Ltd. 30 Queen St., N., Kitchener Ontario Address correspondence to Waterioo Square Watâ€" erioo Ont . Telephone 744â€"6364. Obsolescent arms Reversed stand SUBSCRIPTION RATES In Canada : one year $8 ; in United States and Foreign countries: one year $10 Philomena Rutherford, editor ESTABLISHED 1854 #998 0+ A movie fan, I am always interested in knowing someâ€" thing of the production crew of any worthwhile film. I have the same interest in knowing the names of the director and producer as 1 have in those with starring roles. I like to know who was behind the cameras and the person responsible for wardrobes â€" if they are interesting. o Sitting through lists of assistants to the assistants to the assistant sornethingâ€" orâ€"other is too much of a good thing in my opinion. Can you imagine your reâ€" action if you picked up this week‘s issue of The Chronâ€" icle and found the front page devoted to a long list of names and titles of peopâ€" ple involved in its producâ€" tion, from the publisher down the line to the carrier boy or girl who dropped it in your mail box? It would be kind of ridiculous, you‘ll But I have long since felt movie credits are carried too far. Instead, you find the pubâ€" lisher listed on the mastâ€" head _ weekly (because like any reliable producer, he wants you to know he stands behind his product) and also the name of the editor, who must also take responsibility for what apâ€" pears on these pages. But all along the line, there are numerous people who take pride each week in giving of their very best skills to make this paper a product they can be proud to have worked on. grapher whose names apâ€" pear from time to time, there is a great number who often contribute more than those whose names you have come to know. As well as the editor, or the reporter, or the photoâ€" As someone once pointed out, it takes a lot of hard work by a lot of dedicated people to make the ineviâ€" table happen. Anyone who tries to fix a bathtub drain has to be plumb crazy. ol Readers never get to Philomena Rutherford‘s Bits and Pieces \ U/‘, know the names of these dedicated people but withâ€" out them â€" the Bernice Reids who coâ€"ordinate, soothe and advise; the Harâ€" vey Scotts and the ~Don Steeves who practice Miâ€" chaelangelo‘s philoso phy that trifles make perfection and perfection is no trifle; the Fred Hartmans who straighten you out when photographs are .oneâ€"sixâ€" teenth of an inch less than you said they were; the Barry Norrises who try to save you from the wrath of the Fred Hartmans; the Neil Philippis, the Bob Davâ€" ies, the Ross Morans, the Brenda Butlers and the Millie Martins who, week after week, manoeuver, reâ€" make and mould your pagâ€" es â€" there wouldn‘t be a page of this paper at which you‘d take a second look. _ There are scores of othâ€" ers, too, from proofreaders to typesetters, but, as we said, it just isn‘t feasible to mention all those behindâ€"theâ€" scene workers. We have merely picked those with whom we have worked closest through _ several vicissitudes. They wouldn‘t even be mentionéd today but people in their dying days are usuâ€" ally indulged, and since there is a little of the sorâ€" row of death in every partâ€" ing, this writer has sought your indulgence this far. Your columnist leaves her post as editor this week. Knowing you good people of this community, she knows you will give to her successor the same wholeâ€" hearted support and coâ€" operation she has had from you over the last four years. Staffs may come and go but The Chronicle remains your community paper as it has done since its founâ€" dation 117 years ago. It deâ€" serves your support. Changing one‘s life‘s patâ€" tern has the same effect on one as Christmas (or New Years on the Scots)â€" you tend to get nostalgic. You look back over the road you have come since it took its last turning and faces and incidents keep popping to mind. You want to write and say a million things to hundreds of people but there is no time now for all the nice things that should have been said or written long ago. That‘s life! Some people stand out head and shoulders above the crowd. You recall that among the people you have known it‘s always the realâ€" ly busy ones who have time to spare when you need it. Such a one is Waterloo‘s city clerk, Durward Presâ€" You start flipping through past issues and stories and the people in them come alive and you find yourself laughing over what, at the time, were catastrophic typos and wanting to cry over incidents that once seemed hilarious. You find time has mellowâ€" ed the hurts but that the memory of kindnesses is still green. And you realize that havâ€" ing your name in 24 point type weekly shouild never give you a swelled head beâ€" cause an _ organization which purports to speak for this community never did get it right on its mailing list anyway. A gas station attendant eyed a sunflowerâ€"decâ€" orated compact car while the driver, in beard and beads, counted coins to see how much was available. Finally, the attendant said, ‘"Some gas, or shall I just water the flowers? " And you remember the loyalty of minor hockey columnists Doug Thiel, Don Dreisinger and Paul Banton who, _ somehow, _ always managed to make that deadline and worked so hard to ensure youngsters in their league got due credâ€" it for their prowess on the ~W ds e * 321 a. yR C 4) (Fe 0 LiefT}â€" And then, there were Flower power "More money out of the treasury‘! THE HOME TEAM will greatly reduce the death rate in cities", Dr. James J. Walsh foretold in 1900. He reasoned that since house flies like to lay their eggs in horse manure, the comâ€" ing of the horseless carriage would result in manure infection . The Ontario Safety League says this item is given in a adds this comment to the prophecy: *"Everyone acâ€" cepted â€" this authoritative statement except the comâ€" mon housefly, which still seems to be circulating around, lighting here and there, laying its eggs and spreading infection. while, the horseless riage also flourishing digiously, is killing us o like flies." free streets and would reâ€" the mailmen, Bob Miller and Elvin Nicholls, worth their weight in gold, not only for the pleasantness with which they did their jobs but the speed with which they reached for a news in the making anyâ€" where in the city. Throughout the years, there‘s been a longâ€"sufferâ€" ing husband, also a newsâ€" man, who was always there to spare me a night assignâ€" ment and lend a hand with the work, particularly the photography. And an office staff that was a delight to work with â€" some of whom won‘t know until they return from holidays next week that there‘s a new editor about the place. If not, why then, this parting was well made."‘ But since to write is as necessary to me as to eat or drink, I‘ll say like Mcâ€" Arthur at Okinawa, I‘ll be back â€" in print, that is, somewhere, sometime, somehow. There are others galore, but one has to stop someâ€" where. Till then, as the Irish say, may the road rise with you and may the wind be ever at your back. _"If we do meet again, why we shall smile indeed. . Vain hope 6 * y