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He moved his car, I thought about writing down his licence number just in case he decided to “Leave the Scene." CONVERSATION STRAINED We looked at each other’s car and at each other. Our con- versation was strained, since we were trying to avoid any reference to the quality of my driving or the quality of his. We were both “Oh boy,” he'said, shaking his head. “What a mess.” WON’T APOLOGIZE As I got out of the car, I decided to be firm and not admit my guilt. I decided not apologize no matter how hard he yelled. And I decided not to try. Meanwhile, I cast about wildly trying to figure out where he had eome from and how I had run into I stared back at him with the righteous look of an innocent bystander witnessing an act of amazing incompetence. I looked at the man behind the wheel. His distinguished features were somewhat marred by the look of fury on his face. Words were emerging from his mouth. I was gratful both our windows were closed. Bang! I collided with a car emerging from the underground parking. I was outside tlie apartment looking for a place to park. I had cruised around the building and found no spots. I headed back to the street, but I never made it. This week I was involved in a surreptitious mission that demanded utter secrecy, great tact, and a private hour or two in an apartment building in Thomhill. And that was out of a possible fifty thousand, give or take a few. But sometimes living in a small town is a problem. It’s kind of reassuring, especially after a day like the Village Festival, when we wan- dered about all afternoon, and saw only four people we knew. I’ve just been reminded that Thomhjll is still a small town. It would have been a colossal blunder, but it might well have happened if it were not for the spirited defence of their com- munity by the property owners of Langstaff. This is one case where citizen input into a planning decision may The provincial treasurer may still have a cash register for a heart. If Ontario Hydro had had its way in Langstaff, the treasury would have had to put out millions for property acquisition not to mention compensation for more than 100 small businesses. Expropriation hearings would have dragged on for years. But he made a decision for the people of Langstaff last week, overruling a couple of bureaucratic machines that had stumbled over them. Darcy McKeough is one cabinet minister who bureaucrats like working for and the public distrusts. It ’3 still a small town Parkway belt PAGE A4 The Liberal is published ever Wednesday by Metrospan Community Newspapers Limited North Divisuon, which also DUDIISheS The Bannev In Aurora, Newmarket, The Woodbridge Vaughan News, and the Bolton Emerpnse. 10395 Yonge Street, Richmond Hill L4G 4Y6 Ontario puausnan mam MAXWELL ennon non mum: Hooray, Darcy E11: fl‘ibtrai sharon's sunshine Elly: Iihtral The contents. both edilocial and advenismg o! The Lubeval are wolected by CODYrigh! and any un- aukhovized use is prohibited. ' METROSPAN-NOFITH DIVISION The Libenal is a mambev o! the Canadian Comm-unity Newspaper Asociation, The Omano Weekly Newspapev Association, and the Audiv Bureau of Civculation, Subscription rates. By maul, = $20.00 Dev year outsme of C4 evety Iour weeks. Single co; delivery wheve carrie: service Registranon Numbel 0190. Roben MaxwelkGeneral Managgv John C. FmgusAdvenising Dinach Ray Padley JI.-Field Sales Manage! Gvaham Henrickson-Civculation Dnectov Nocman SmndenProduction Managev Hal Blaine -Sl. StaH Write; Fwd Simpson - Spons Edito: Ros Hodsell ~ Curculahon THE LIBERAL Ron Walbace ‘ Editov Lavry Johnston - News Eduro: 10395 Yong. Strut n . Shun P.O. Box 390. MC 4Y6 HONE - 88431718814373 VOLUME 100. NUMBER 16 Marka ‘ Vaughan Ev mall, $10 00 PO. Box 390. LAC 4Y5, Ontario .11- na. AI“ . . . _ ‘ _ _ She’d hear-d about the}: cident. She hadn’t heard about it from me. Next morning, r'ny mother-in- law asked casually what I was doing at that apartment building. But I‘ll forgive him, as long as he forgives this article. After all, I did say he was distinguished looking. I said nothing. I guess he doesn’t know that all teachers take courses in lip-reading at the College of Education. I said I was glad we hadn’t started shouting at each other. DISTINGUISHED He said he was relieved I didn’t hear what he said when we first collided. "laud. uv camel, 80 cents, v sales 20 cents. No mail exists Second Class Mail. He said he hoped he wouldn’t find himself in The Liberal. We did agree that insurance agents weren’t the best people to call in a case like this. And we agreed that it was nice to run into each other after all these years. mission. “Hey,” I said, “I know you. You’re . . .” He admitted it. Things got a little friendler then, but no easier. Now we were both apologizing for the accident. And when he dropped over to their house, wouldn’t he recognize the car? When his wife met my mother- inâ€"law at their church group, of course, she would mention the accident. I used to wétch his son a lot and wonder why he never watched me back Then my mind traced our connections a little further. I looked at him again. Distinguished, yes, and in spite of his rage, he looked exactly like his son had years ago when he sat in the back of my math class. My hand was shaking so hard I couldn’t read it. He pointed out his name. ' furiously self-contained. I gave him my insurance card He gave me his. McKeough wants to keep the provincial control on Uplands, the Thomhill Country Club and the German Mills Creek valley, and we think he is right. If it had been left to Markham and Vaughan politicians, there would not have been a significant piece of open space left for future generations between Don Mills and Dufferin. One Thornhill golf course is being turned over for development this year and another will also be swallowed by the Thornhill- Vaughan plan. If their recommendations had been adopted, “parkway” would have been nothing more than a flack’s invention. McKeough wants more open space than the hearing officers recommended. Some of that money can go to acquire open space in the parkway belt. have saved the taxpayers money and lots of it. Small town, Thornhill. [’6' Yea} InA Canada WEDNESDAY. OCTOBER 19. 1977 was caught mid-secret We have a civic- industrial committee actively involved in the administration of this aim in conjunction with the Developing standards and criteria for this development along with the upgrading and relocating of existing industrial uses is all a part of the total aim. This can only be done by broadening the labour force and improving our financial position by way of increased assessment by providing suitable locations and ample land for industrial and com- mercial uses. To have a community that will provide jobs and housing for its residents. along with a balancgd level of services. Our aim is to promote the development of Rich- mond Hill socially and economically with recognition of the characteristics that make it a unique community. There is not one member of the Chamber of Commerce nor any businessman for that matter who wishes Rich- mond Hill to look like the picture of smoke belching factories and cess pools that you painted. Firstly. the fact that there was no editorial material to accompany nor explain its meaning and secondly. the picture it portrayed of the “businessman”. I am writing to express disappointment in the “editorial cartoon“ in your October 12 paper. Letters Don’t get me wrong though . . . we were darned proud of the uniform. Then came the drills. Hup-two-three and all that. Left foot first then pivot on the right . . . short steps on the inside turns . . . long on the outside . . . swing your partner and dosee-doe. Gosh. . .did we march. Finally, after two weeks of constant drilling, we repeated the One dull October morning the band room was transformed into Tip Top Tailors. A couple of folk measured us and displayed a few pic- tures of what the outfits would look like. A TIE EVEN The green jacket was worn over a white shirt (with a tie even) and the trousers were also green, as was the peaked cap. All that was missing was some gold braid and a few stars and we could have fielded any army instead of an orchestra. Why, it was enough to make you want to polish your spit valve. I’ll never know the politics involved but, somehow, in that second year of my high school life it was made known to all and sundry that “this year the concert band will have real uniforms and will even be taught how to march.” Our leader was Warren Atkinson . . . one heck of a good music teacher and not too bad at math either. I don’t really know when the first band was formed at R.H.H.S. and I doubt that it really matters. But the band of 1958 . . . now THAT WAS A BAND! It was certainly a good idea at the time. Here we were, the Richmond Hill District High School Band, all spiffed-up and ready for our first marching appearance. Hup-two-threeâ€" four. Too bad it didn’t come-off the way it had been planned. By Bob Rice Cartoon disapp oin ts Chamb er ’s president A SEWER CONTRACTOR ’Parem‘ Concern ’ 31‘ group 6133/19 ted if this reader I have in the past had great difficulty raising a child‘ It came to the point of total despair and Your article on the “Parent Concern" group in Richmond Hill vLiberal. October 5) was a very meaningful reminder for myself. El). NOTE: The following letter is unsigned for obvious reasons. and was sent to Liberal (‘orrespondent Doreen Livingston. Recent weeks have seen at least three in- stances where decisions by the Richmond Hill Committee of Adjustment had to be appealed because they were in substantial disagreement with existing zoning bylaws. municipality. more at stake thar Tho “businessman” average homeowner you portray is merely . another resident in Town “0 fiqesn't WiSh }0 who happens to have “'5 “V'ng 0" False Committee approved 74-inch rear yard, reader complains Our debut was frozen solid To others w'ho might be afraid to make this big step. I say: “DO NOT HESITATE A DAY LONGER". I now have peace of mind and loving feelings wi£h my daughter. I contacted “Parent Concern" and met a beautiful person who, to this day. I have a great fondness and admiration. frustration Zoning bylaws and the Official Plan are there for the protection of neigh- It is most alarming that a major municipal in- stitution whose prime function is to ensure that laws are followed, should be caught committing breaches of the law. He doesn‘t wish to earn . _ his living or raise his Our orgamzatw" (my more at stake than the You will never regret it Bayview Plaza . . . 9:30 am. . . . I don’t think we will every forget it. The sun made its appearance whilst I was downing my bowl of Crunchy Munchies. My uniform lay spread out on the bed awaiting its official debut. Dad drove Keith and me to the rendezvous point at precisely 9:15 where we joined our comrades awaiting the arrival of the in- struments. Yes women libbers . . . we had quite a representation from the distaff side too. Linda, Phyllis, Barb and many others were also present on that fateful sojourn. Bob Lovell and I shared duties on the other snares and I’ll be darned if I can remember who _tqted_ _the bass on that infamous day. John Hayman was responsible for blowing tuba while the rest of the group was comprised of numerous Clarinets, trumpets, baritone horns and other toys. In retrospect. . . we weren’t too bad. To be sure there were some rough edges to our performance but, on the whole, we were con- fident that we were going to ‘knock em dead’. RIM SHOTS Al Broderick, now a Captain with CP Air, was our lead drummer. This guy could hit consecutive rim-shots like nobody’s business. I wonder if he still takes out hié frustrations on the old skins? Listen 01’ buddy , . . it’s one thing to trudge up and down the football field trying to keep in step with the rest of the crowd . . . but try the same thing with a trumpet at your lips and you are asking for trouble. It was at this point in my musical career that I switched to drums. While my brushed lips healed, I practised my paradiddles. same thing all over again . . . but this time with the instruments. The girls shivered behind the corner of a [Iv-Au» v. . The Richmond Hill ézrfeelmgs Lions Club would like to I' m'ight be thank all those who came 5 this big out and ate “Blg Macs" .DO NOT and also all those who A DAY helped dispense them. ‘ Ted Mansbridge ‘ - Chairman. gigcgitell; Lions Crippled Children .J. Committee The sum'of $1,310 was raised locally during this one-day effort. Appeals to protect the public interest should not be necessary if the Committee is functioning well. McHappy Day nets $1310 McHappy Day, October 12.7_was a grand success. Naturally, there is the possibility of an appeal procedure, but the en- suing legal costs and efforts are considerable. borhoods. Any changes must be made in full view of the public, but not by way of a committee whose work is apparent only to a few specially interested citizens. family in a polluted Rich- mond Hill any more than you do. ' One of the reasons was the response by the newspapers in adâ€" The York Central Hospital Auxiliary recently held a "Family Hair Cut-A-Thon" which was well received by the public. To permit a rear yard of 14 inches when the zoning bylaw requires 25 feet, and a side yard of 14 inches when the bylaw says five feet. is unac- hopes to encourage a municipal level of government capable of dealing with the problems of "our" community, While you ponder our plight, I am reminded of the words of the ol’ Millpond Philosopher . . . “Taller is the man who can say nay . . . than if he wears elevator shoes." Three miles heard. Tap...tap...tap...tap...tap. tap.Tap. . .tap...tap...tap...tap. “PPHHHHFFFT”. “BBRAACKKK” “SQURICKLLE”. “THWOOOP”. heck Oh we marched to be sure . . . down Bayview . . . acros then up Yonge. More letters building while the hardy males braved the breeze that had started to make its presence known. GUESS WHAT The instruments arrived and shaking hands started to assemble them with downbeat time rapidly approaching. I think it whs Dave who noticed it first. He had just completed putting together the various tubes that make up a trombone, slid the mouth- piece into its receptacle and placed the bare metal to his lips. Thanks from auxiliary Tap And that was that. Our big debut all shot to That sure doesn’t sound like a trumpet to “PPHHHFFFFT” I beg your pardon! “PPHHHFFFFTTT” Whassamatter, Dave? “PPHHFFFFTT” Good Grief . . . it’s froze “BBRRACKKKK” What the heck was that? “BBBRACKKKK” Page A-5 tap NARY A NOTE it’s frozen. It Was vei‘y much ap- preciated. On behalf of the com- mittee I would like to thank The Liberal for their participation. vortising our campaign with nary a note to ceptable whatever the circumstances. Richmond Hill a sure . . . three miles across Markham and David ('. Barrow. President. Richmond Hill ('hamher of (‘om merce- 52 Rooseveit Drive Thornhill Mrs. H. Mueller Project Publicity tap... Springer