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paper recommende provide a natural implementation of Efi-hnandbicyn ine in order to ba m}afimwithtbo politicians, a1 the concrete plan proposed, and if there aren‘t, some should ge found. perhaps The Chronicle can only echo the vision of Waterloo‘s futures committee, which in its October 1987 discussion paper recommended the opening of Laurel Creek to Now we see the trend continuing. Recently tenders were called my the Grand River Conservation Authority for the channelization of Laurel Creek from the CNR crossing to Erb Street. The work, reportedly needed for flood control, involves more concrete walls and construcâ€" tion of a paving stone walkway along the east edge of the creek. The creek will be transformed into a channel. Gone will be the natural nowâ€"existing environment, which is the home of muskrat and ducks. It is time to stop this continual "concretization‘ of Waterloo. Perhaps work must be done, yes, but do improvements necessarily have to be done at the expense of our environment? Is concrete the best way to improve or just the expedient way? Are there no alternatives to Also, look at Waterloo‘s new City Centre. Not only does the development itself features the necessary quota of pavement and concrete, but also undertaken in its vicintiy were extensive, and expensive "improvements" Streets, across from Labatt‘s Breweries. Several years ago it was decided to upgrade the thenâ€"existing grass and treed park. How was it done? Through the construction of concrete planters and the laying of pavement stones, naturally. Or should that read unnaturally? Does all this sound absurd? Possibly. Probably. But, unfortunately this seems to reflect the thinking of Waterloo city hall, the various other community levels of government and the local land developers, especially when it comes to Uptown Waterloo, where concrete stands in favor over that troublesome natural greenery of trees, grass and plants. That this is very much the case is clearly revealed through a walk about Uptown. There‘s a lot of pavement, expanses of concrete, and the everâ€"popular paving stones, broken up here and there by spindly trees struggling for survival in concrete planters along King Street and now Regina. No better example of Waterloo‘s love for concrete exists than ‘t.he cityâ€"owned park located at King and William Consider the merits of concrete. It‘s clean, requires low maintenance and is neutral in color â€" matches just about any decor. There‘s no need for unending mowing or raking or fertilizing if you use concrete. The occasional patch job is all that‘s needed. Second Class Mail Registration Number 5540 iementation of open developments, includi %mmeammkmnmmugfi ine in order to balance the recreational needs of the opulation with the need to conserve natural resources." PAGE 6 â€" WATERLOO CHRONICLE, WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 11. 1987 Balance needed Waterioo Chronicie office is located in the Hanek White law office building (rear entrance, up‘?er floor). Parking at the rear of the building. Open Monday to Friday 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. Address all cofl?n-bm to Waterioo office, 45 Erb St. E., |Wner|oo”,z(:nt. N2J 1L7. Telephone 886â€"2830, News and Sports ine 886â€" . The Fairway Group Incorporated Publishing address 215 Fairway Rd. S., Kitchener, Ont Publisher: Paul Winkler Waterioo Chronicle is published every Wednesday by Display Advertising: Helen Smiley, Paula Hummel, Gerry Mattice Classified Advertising: Maureen McNab Senior reporter: Melodee Martinuk Reporters: lan Kirkby (news) Circulation: Jerré.l-‘ischer Typesetting and Composing: Fairway Press Editer: Rick Campbell : Bill Karges l.fi:-uer: Greg Cassidy Mark Bryson (sports) established 1854 If I may be so bold, permit me please to rent these 25 inches for the purpose of sharing in the happiness of an individual I count as a close friend â€" both in the field of athletics, and in the much broader ball park of life. While over 6,000 wild and crazy fans stood and cheered at the final gun Saturday when Wilfrid Laurier Golden Hawks won the OUAA football championship at Seagram Stadium, I stood at home and raised my own fist in a personal salute to the man who orchestrated the performance â€" WLU head coach Rich Newbrough. Taking nothing away from the onâ€"field effort of his troops, the 28â€"15 win over Guelph which earned WLU the Yates Cup, emblematic of OUAA supremâ€" acy, brought a lump to my throat and tear to my eye. Why? I knew how much it meant to Newâ€" brough, someone who for too many seasons, too many years, has stood in the shadow of the glory, or on glory‘s doorstep, only to find there was no one Log PP o " 4P * tss Rich victory Rick Campbell Chronicle Editor generously, and one who is likely to be seen cheering on "the hockey pucks" of WLU on a cold winter‘s night, then later the same night howling for the basketball Hawks from a perch atop the gym bleachers. Rich. A guy who fills the Hawk newsletter with newsy tidbits from Golden Hawks past and present. Who helps organize banquets, roasts and other alumni events to kn%l:: Golden Hawk family in touch, and together. feels and shares in the joys and sorrows, successes and hard:h:r of all those who cross his path. Who wears, brands, the WLU tattoo wherever he goes, on whoever he meets. And who one day in the dead of winter 1986, took time out to visit a very sick young man in Kâ€"W Hospital, dribbling a basketball down the hall, into memory last forever. shoulder, he said: "You know what that crazy basketball team did? They dedicated the game ball to you. Now get outa here soon, will you, and get *T ‘vo serer Seopoed chcaring thain 05. soach: Ang ‘ve never on, . Iemmm&wdu,vhnmmfldfw the cameras, and made that triumphant walk across the field, Yates Cup in tow. The moment of glory was long overdue. May the seen. Keep up the good work, Rich." Of an individual who recognized my efforts at a time when his weren‘t, and helped me get another prized possession â€" an honorary Letterman‘s jacket â€" to say nothing of a solid lead for my first real job in journalism. Things you don‘t soon forget. You also don‘t forget an individual who always found room for you on the team bus. Someone who has tried, often against frustrating administration policies, to bring equal honor to all WLU sports. A man who stands behind his staff, spreads the credit the patient‘s room. Planting the autographed ball on the bed, and his hand firmly on the young man‘s a team, I‘ll be rooting for Newbrough as he attempts to bring the College Bowl championship to WLU for the first time. If he doesn‘t accomplish it this year, it will be no more, no less a loss than the three other great, great WLU teams which fell just short. But if Hawks do reign supreme, I will dance the streets, both fists raised in a manner that will make folks forget about the movie Flashdance. Out of happiness for my alma mater, and out of happiness for my friend. You see, Rich Newbrough the person goes far beyond the football sidelines, or the athletic director‘s chair. He is one of the finest ambassadors WLU has known, and a finer human being. Cherished moments include Monday morning hot stove sessions with Rich during my sports editor days with the university‘s Cord Weekly newspaper. Of that briefest of notes after I put my first ever section together, a note that to this day means so much to me: "Rick, congratulations on what we believe is one of the best sports columns we have they head out west to face UBC Thunderbirds and a chance at the Vanier Cup the following week in Toronto. And, as much as I‘ll be rooting for them as #