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LETTERS â€"Carrier Corner Money raised will aid MS research With the help of your publicity, the Waterloo Regional Chapter of the MS Society of Canada was very successful in its 1984 Carnation Day Campaign. The $13,500 raised will enable the chapter to continue its expanding patient services work in this community and to help support the national medical research program. We were also able to inform residents of Waterioo about the potentially devastating effects of multiple sclerosis, and make everyone a bit more aware of what it is like to suffer from a chronic disâ€" ability. South Marysburgh Bicentennial celebration Please accept our sincere thanks for your support. South Marysburgh Township in Prince Edward County, Ontario is celebrating the bicentennial in a unique way July 21â€"22. Fortunate circumstance has provided the celebration committee with a huge fund of genealogical data about the original settlers families. This data will be available along with copying service for Two weeks ago Ontario Lieutenantâ€" Governor John Black Aird visited Waterâ€" loo‘s St. Agnes school for their Bicentenâ€" nial} festivities. Following is the reaction of some of the grade 6 students to his Just a 13 9 normal guy One week ago today John Black Aird visited our school. It is an honor to be able to say that he actually visited my school. Before he came to our school we did a short study on him which I found very interesting. A reporter had been talking to me before Mr. Aird had arrived in our gym. There was a sense of anticipation in the gym that could be felt. The reporter was talking to me and afterwards as we were leaving the gym to go let off the 600 balloons, I had mentioned to the reporter that I thought Sir John Black Aird was just a ‘"normal guy"‘. What 1 meant by that was he was not very strict and prim and proper like 1 drik aoa es clth accns w n in on to it m onl oo sls mrus ne certc ue meet ue on dn ahnen in n mt in on an m ds Chris Cummer Howard Wilson MS Carnation Day Chairman Waterloo Regional Chapter A Space of Our Own Did you live in Tottenham? 1984 is centennial year in Tottenham!! A cordial invitation is extended to all former residents of the area to come and particiâ€" pate in the various events scheduled throughout the year. bration. This event centers in the most scenic part of Prince Edward County which is generally acknowledged to be one of the top tourist attractions in Ontario. Several special weekends are planned including a Reunion Weekend July 6 â€" 8, with a host of exciting activities. July 7th could be your best chance to meet old friends and make new ones. any descendants who return for the celeâ€" A welcoming committee will be hosting a "meet your friends" social in the afternoon followed by a buffet dinner and a dance. If you lived here, shopped here, went to school or church here, we would like to see you again. Your presence will help to make our year a memorable one. For further information, please write to: The Centennial Committee, P.O. Box 310, Tottenham, Ontario, LOG 1W0. If you are interested write to South Marysburgh Bicentennial Committee, P.O. Box 58, Milford, Ontario, KOK 2PO. You will receive complete information. This week‘s Chronicle carrier spotlight falls on 11â€"yearâ€"old Chris Cummer. thought he would be. He had a very good sense of humor. I‘m very glad he came to our school, and it is a day I will never forget. Chris is a grade 6 student at Empire public school and says he hopes to have a long career delivering the Chronicle. An avid collector of stamps and comics, Chris also finds time to play baseball and has a big interest in computers. We know that sooner or later Chris is going to move on to bigger and better things and he hopes someday to become an electronics expert. We wish him all the best and are glad to have him aboard One week ago our school was proud to bhave the Lt. Governor John Black Aird visit us. We let off 600 helium balloons with each student‘s name attached. We‘ve received letters from such places as Trenton, Agincourt, North York and Hamilton where balloons have landed. A day to remember We enjoyed his visit very much and he was joined by Mayor Marjorie Carroli, MPP Herb Epp and thé Superintendent of Schools Mr. Clifford. It was a day to remember. in the meantime. Owen F. Hardendor{, Publicity Chairman. Ralph Hatton, Reeve, Village of Tottenham Kim Simpson Grade 6 Presented him with a book It was one week ago today that Lt. Governor John Black Aird came to our school, .t. Agnes. During the celebration he entered our gymnasium and then we started to sing God Save the Queen and Ob Canada. After that we were allowed to ask him some questions about his job. We presented him with a book with some stories and poems we had prepared. While he was leaving we released 600 helium balloons. The farthest one as of June 12 had reached Trenton. (The following is a condensed version _ you think I feel about him?" of a Reeder‘s Digest article). "OK, thanks Mr. Whelan, now back to *‘I am Joe‘s microphone." the station..." .« Hi. I‘m Joe‘s microphone. Call me Mike for short. Joe doesn‘t know I‘m talking to you to@ay, but I feel it is my duty to speak out, for the good of his health, and the sake of my sanity, Whether you‘re an Anglophone or Francophone, I‘m sure you can sympaâ€" thize with me, a microphone. You see, That is, until he comes to these goldarned political conventions. Then his blood pressure rises, he drinks too much, shouts in my ear and does a fine job of giving the journalism business a bad name. Joe is a journalist. Journalist Joe, his friends call him. He‘s basically a good guy, a bit obnoxious at times, but not a Under normal circumstances, he treats me with such respect, carefully wtfingmeint,l_:epwchtgmakesure I‘m warm, testmg me softly to make sure everything‘s in working order, being carefu} never to leave me lying _ But here in Ottawa? Well, let me cite a few incidents. Starting with John Turner‘s arrival: A Space of Our Own â€" for the people of Waterioo Please address all correspondence to: Waterieo Chroaicle "A Space of Our Own" "Mr. Turner, MR TURNER! CAN YOU HEAR ME ABOVE ALL THIS NOISE? Joe Journalist from Humble, Sask. Is it really true you were STUPID® enough to say you‘ll axe 12 cabinet posts, just three days prior to the big vote?" "Uh, Mr. Turner will address those questions in his speech Friday night." Push, shove, juggle, juggle, and slam, I get hammered into the side of Joe‘s hip. Like, it was my fault they didn‘t allow Turner to say anything? Or how ‘bout at the bash thrown by Eugene Whelan? The Liberals may have Turner for a long time, but they had Whelan for a good time... "EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME Mr. Whelan, could you come out from under that hat for a couple of comments. Oh, sorry, I didn‘t realize you were sleeping. We‘re on live back to Humble, Sask. Mr. Whelan, the home of the working man‘s working man, could you tell us, what is the real reason you decided to run for the Liberal leadership? ‘‘Well, Joe, it‘s a number of things..." **Yes, Yes?" "That‘s all 1 prefer to say on the matter right now, the rest will be in my speech Friday night." _‘"And Mr. Trudeau, what are your feelings towards him?" â€" â€" "Joe, the man gave an important cabinet post to an ordinary Joe. How do att: Rick Campbell, editor 45 Erb St. E. Wateriooe, Ontario WATERLOO CHRONICLE, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 20, 1984 â€" PAGE 7 Rob Hennevelid Grade 6 Mr. Mike Rick Campbell another botched interview. Slammed back into the sleeve. Off to another hospitality suite, jostle, jostle, don‘t you know it. Some booze bucket had the nerve to grab me right by the neck! a McGuigan man, why are you Turner‘s hospitality suite?" _ Joeeeeeeeey, how ya dooocon, budâ€" deeeeegee. Whime I ay Tunrer‘s hospital suite? Beetter boooocoze, man. Hey, gimme that thin. Hey Mom. Ya listn‘n? Dirk, your son here in Ottawa. Havin a great time. Shoulbe home Friday ‘"We‘re now speaking to Dirk Botchup, the delegate from Humble. Dirk, you‘re day." ‘"Big deal, I‘m headin out. Heeeere‘s your megaphone back. Burp." But the worst of all was on the convention floor Saturday. I was grabbed, dropped, kicked, spit into, you name it.... "Thanks John, now back to the station. Oh, wait a minute, it looks like John Roberts is crossing the floor to Chretien‘s side. Roberts should be in microphone range in about 10 seconds. (Scuffle, jam, slam, choke). OK, I‘ve just been manhandled by security here, we won‘t have that Roberts‘ statement after all. Hey, this isn‘t my microphone, where‘s MY microphone? SOME DUMMY stole my microphone. Oh, there it is, over under that table. Mr. Chretien, Mr. Chretien, over here please, can you survive a second ballot without silly Mr. Johnston‘s support. Can you? Can you? Whaddya mean, that‘s not Mr. Chretien. Who else looks like Chretien? Oh, here he is. Mr. Chretien, what about that second ballot? Can you survive?" "Je ne sais pas, cest un..." "OK, thanks Mr. Chretien. Hey buddy, ‘"‘We‘re here in Munro‘s camp after this startling first ballot. John, how does it feel to know the people that carry your signs don‘t even vote for you?" "Get that microphone outa my face before you‘re wearing it." _ _ get your paws off me..." And so it went. A week in the life of a microphone at a political convention. I‘m happy to report that three days afterwards, Joe returned to work, and returned to normal. And that‘s the way he‘ll stay, and I‘ll stay, until the next political convention. I keep telling him not to go to these things. But nobody listens to me. "But Dirk, the vote‘s not til Saturâ€" Lieutenantâ€"Governor John Black Aird aengcs a en db e n ce e io snn on e ns d mt at