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SEPTEMBER 2024
The time of year that launches the “lunch making marathon” and the ever so popular “morning madness olympics”...I have three kids and used to run a daycare many moons ago...so I have been there and done that. My only advice: choose your battles!
If your kid wants to wear a sombrero, plaid shirt, shorts and his sister’s boots to school... let him (yup, that’s my Alex on the left) If your daughter refuses to eat anything other than cucumbers and a piece of bread for the 17th day in a row...let her (yup, Maryn still prefers her cukes and carbs). Keep some food in your car...cause in the chaos of keeping your kids alive and getting them out the door you’ve forgotten to eat or pack yourself anything - AND - those “car” snacks come in handy the days you forgot to plug in the crock pot and now have no dinner as you’re running out to one of the many after school sports you’ve over committed to (kids can survive off granola bars for a surprisingly long period of time) One thing you should never falter on is loving your kids fiercely...be consistent, be their parent first and friend second and never start or end the day without saying you love them. They don’t just need you when they are younger...they need you in every important stage. My daughter is off to college this Fall...(**sniff sniff** where’s the kleenex) and I know we have given her a strong foundation to tackle this huge leap in her life. You’re going to do your best Maryn and we are so ridiculously proud of you!
Back to School season here in Apsley kicks off with TWO HUGE events that we all look forward to : Creekside Music Fest and the Apsley Studio Tour - I can’t wait.
Congratulations to our Summer Photo Contest Winner - Bob Martin and stay tuned for our Annual Winter Photo contest to start in November (for a chance to grace the January cover). Local business are still in full swing, including the Marina’s. Local Hockey is starting back up, and our Library has some incredible after school programming!
See you around town!
Cover Photo Credit: Bob Martin (SUMMER PHOTO CONTEST WINNER) One of Bob’s neighbours on Stoney Lake, (the Bonngo Family) have an 8 yr old son named Caleb. Bob took him shing one afternoon. After joking that Caleb was catching lots of “weed sh”, young Caleb was happy to catch a real sunsh!
Helena McMann
What’s Happening at the Library
Contributed by Kim Tucker and Lisa Mace
Well, a er a very busy summer at the library, that ’s a wrap! We would like to extend a huge thank you to a few women who put a lot of me and effort helping
u s o u t w i t h t h e
children’s summer programming. Thank you to re red elementary teacher, Sharon Sidaros, who came weekly armed with amazing songs and stories for our li lest patrons. Thank you, Sharon, you arean amazingblessingto our library As well, thankyoutore redscienceteacher,KathyGingerich,who came in twice to teach our Curious Kids Club members all about moon phases and, what pollinators see. What a great learning experience, we appreciated your visual teachings very much! Big thanks as well to our two summer student volunteers, Amelia, and Brooklyn. You ladies showed up every week with enthusiasm and great game sugges ons, our Curious Kids Club would not have beenasmuchfunwithoutyou.Lastbutcertainlynotleast, we would also like to thank all those who came out and supported us at our Book Sale Fundraiser. A special thanks to all the volunteers who helped, Edith, Alice and Chris, Leigh, Bill and Alice, Dawn and, Lucy and her cohorts. The generous gi of your me is greatly appreciated, and we couldnothavedoneitwithoutyou!
BookClub–ThursdaySeptember12th@6:30pm
Our not your average “read this or die” book club is back!
A er a quick break over the summer, we will gather again to discuss our favourite summer reads. Just bring the last book you read and look forward to respec ul conversa on, interes ng observa ons, and lots of laughter.Refreshmentswillbeserved.
Learn to make a lap size rag quilt in a 2-day, 10 hour workshop with Shirley Thomas. Shirley is a wonderful teacher and, this workshop you come away with a new set of skills and your own lap size quilt to cuddle up in this winter. All the materials you need are provided in the registra onfeeof$90.00.Coffeeandteaisincluded. Ifcostisabarrier,pleasereachoutto k.tucker@northkawarthalibrary.comor 705-656-4333.
OutdoorFungalForay-Sat.September14th@10am
Earlier in the summer we were thrilled to welcome, Susan Chow, a biologist from Trent University who specializes in diverse Ontario fungi. We were lead through a fast-paced beginner workshop that gave us an overview of how fungi groups are organized and how to begin recognizing some of the major fungi groups. Now it’s me to take this knowledge on a walk! Join us as Susan leads us on a hike through the woods as we seek out, iden fy and, discuss the fungi we come across. Everyone is welcome, you do not need to havea endedthebeginnerworkshopinordertoa endthewalk.Theexact loca onwillbeadver sedonsocialmediaclosertothedatetoensurefungi arepresent.Youcanalsocallthelibrarytoinquireat705-656-4333.
Author Reading & Kick Off To 1000 Books Before Kindergarten Party! –
WednesdaySeptember18th@10am–Ages0to5
1000 books before kindergarten is an early literacy challenge. The concept is simple; read a thousand books to your newborn, infant, and/or toddler before they begin kindergarten. Reading to babies, toddlers and preschoolers builds their brains, their connec on with you and, the early skills and language they will need to be a strong reader for life. Although 1000 books sounds like a lot, consider that you can read the same books over and over again! Reading just 3 books a day to your child, you will be finished in less than a year. This year we are kicking things off with a story party! We will be hos ng Apsley na ve and, author, Deborah Grey, as she readsoutloudforusherfirstpublishedchildren’sbook.“WhatisaBeau?”is a charming, rhyming story about the power of dress up and make-believe; it’s a lovely read about the search for self-discovery and acceptance. Every child who a ends willhave their name put into a draw to win their very own copy As well, we will be joined by re red teacher, Sharon, who will be reading even more books, in combina on with some fun li le sing-along songs. Snacks will be provided, and a quick cra will be available for those childrenthatareinterested.
All children are invited to come out to Kid’s Ukulele this fall. We are going to learn basic chords and how to play some fun songs in this 4-week fall session. If you don’t have a ukulele, the library has ukuleles you can borrow, socomeonoutandlet’smakesomemusic!
A er School Kid’s Club is Back! – Thursdays Beginning September 19th @ 3:30pm–Kidsaged6to10
We can’t wait to see you all again and hear about your summer vaca on! This year Kid’s Club will include a small snack and story book when you first arrive.Onthe19thwewillbefollowthatupwithacra and,onthe26thour ac vitywillbeanartproject.Comeandgetcrea veatthelibrary!
Apsley Garden Club presents Baz Conlin and DARKSIDE – Wednesday, September 25th,6:30pm
Everyone is welcome to come to the library and hear Baz Conlin present his talk Darkside – Exploring the World of Moths. He explains why moths are so fascina ng and how crea ng a moth habitat at home can be extremely fulfilling! Baz is a lifelong
naturalist with a passion for insect-plant interac ons. He has been observing moths in eastern Ontario for the past 12 years and has recently opened a na ve plant nursery to supply the plants needed to support moths in the home landscape. This promises to be a fascina ng talk, and we hope you can come and enjoy itwithus.Refreshmentswillbeserved.
Got an old t-shirt hanging around the house that you don’t really wear anymore but, just can’t bear to get rid of? Bring it with you to the library and learn how to transform it into a handy li le book bag! This is a fun, no sew project that you can finish in one si ng. Don’t have yourownt-shirt?Noproblem,we’llhaveafewextras.
Kniterary -Wednesdays3:00pm-5:00pm
Come on down to the library and cozy up with our laid-back group of kni ers, spanning all skill levels and ages. Bring along your current project, whether it's kni ng, croche ng, needlework, or any portable cra that strikes your fancy Around our circle, you'll find socks, scarves, and blankets in the making—plus,we'vegotneedlesforbeginnerseager todivein.
Join our Ukulele Group every Thursdays in September for an hour of music and camaraderie outside at the Gazebo! We will be there unless the weather is bad! Whether you're picking up the ukulele for the first me or you're a seasoned player, you'll find a welcoming community eager to share the joy of music together No formal instruc on, no pressure to perform just a relaxed atmosphere where everyone supports each other's musical journey Don't have a ukulele? No problem! Borrow one from the library and discover the magic and join us for an upli ing blend of musicandsocializa onthat'ssuretobrightenyourspirits!
Pain ngOutdoors-September,Wednesdays,10:00am-Noon
Cooler weather and warm colours are coming which make it a beau ful me to paint in the North Kawarthas. Embrace your crea vity and join our vibrant outdoor pain ng group! Whether you're a seasoned ar st or just star ng your journey with a paintbrush, there's something magical about capturing nature's beauty with paint, crayon, pencil or ink. Imagine spending your Wednesday morning surrounded by lush landscapes, soaking in the sunlight, and breathing in the fresh air while unleashing your ar s c flair! Our friendly community is all about embracing the great outdoors as our muse and finding inspira on in nature. Join us for relaxed pain ng sessions, where you'll connect with fellow art lovers, exchange ps andtricks,andcreatetogether!Everyoneiswelcometojoin.
I guess life can be like a river With rapids and deep hidden whirlpools, And waterfalls you tumble over If you keep the company of fools. And you can quickly get pulled under By dangerous hidden snags and rocks; You have to watch what a person does Not just listen to how someone talks. If it was possible to live again And always view life through wisdom’s eyes, I’d never be wounded or weary From grievous duplicity or lies. I’d always know what was the right choice And away from the wrong I could steer; I’d have that twenty/twenty vision Which, in hindsight, is always so clear. But the sky wouldn’t be lovelier Than it is at this moment I write; The flowers just couldn’t be finer Or present a more beautiful sight. Though life can be like a great river, Either calm or treacherous and swift, Waterlilies bloom along its banks And it’s all a most glorious gift.
~Kathy Figueroa
“Like a River” was first published on October 1, 2013, in the Bancroft This Week newspaper.
Easier to Build a Rocket to Mars
This is the story of a love-struck swain
Who went to the garden to write a quatrain. Preoccupied with thoughts of the verse he’d compose He absentmindedly tripped and fell on a rose. Mysteriously, subsequent to that stroke of ill luck, Elusive poetic inspiration struck But there he was bleeding, scratched, torn, And pinioned by the rose’s thorn.
He mused, “Penning romantic verse can be a peril-fraught obsession -
Maybe, instead of ‘poet,’ I should change my profession,” Then concluded, as he gazed at the now visible stars, “Perhaps ‘twould be safer and easier to build a rocket to Mars!”
~Kathy Figueroa
This was inspired by
WILSON PARK PICKLEBALL CLUB HOLDS FIRST TOURNAMENT
Contributed
by John Cole Donations and Funds Raised for the North Kawartha Food Bank
The sun shone brightly and there was a gentle breeze on the morning of Tuesday August 13th for the first Pickleball Tournament at the Wilson Park Courts (in the area next to the Library, Community Centre and Fire Hall complex in Woodview). Members of the Wilson Park Pickleball Club held a fun tournament and also collected both food and cash dona ons in support of the North Kawartha Food Bank. Pickleball Club members meet and play Tuesdays and Thursdays (from May to October) at different skill levels, but on this day combined skill groups of the members competed in a series of games to determine the overall
categories of play. 28 people par cipated with a focus on social connec on, fun, and just a li le serious compe on, too. A er the event, a potluck social was held where players got to meet some of the other people they may have only have seen in passing as they show up for their regular games. The tournament a endees reflected about half of theoverall60registeredmembers oftheWilsonParkPickleballClub. The Club chose to raise dona ons
for the local Food Bank (both in cash and many nonperishable food items) as it reflected an opportunity to give back to the local community. The cash dona ons aloneamountedto$565.
ABOVE: Money and Food donations being given to Diane Rothnie of the NK Food Bank by Kim Lenover, WPPG Coordinator.
BELOW: Club Shot from the Bleachers
THE LAKES
CLPOA brought an incredible Fireworks display to Chandos Beach, Aug 3rd. Thanks to Derek Hull & the FireworksCommi ee!
Another fun filled and successful year of the annual Chandos Lake Rega a, held Aug 3rd, at Lakeview Marina, thank you to all that came and supported the eventandtoalloursponsorsandvolunteers.
(Photos by Jay MacFadyen)
Regatta Photo credits to Lakeview Marina
Hello Jack Lakers!
The highlight of the summer for many Jack Lakers and their guests has come and gone, in what feels like a blink of an eye. JLARega aWeekend2024isin thebooksandwhataweekenditwas!
Regatta Photo credits to Caitlin Quarry
Saturday's Sailing & Windsurfing
R a c e s fe a t u r e d s i x b ra v e compe tors and a variety of support boats and the entries in the
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entertained a huge flo lla of fans w i t h
enthusiasm!
Rega a Sunday at Anchorage Marina & Forest Glen Marina was anamazingday!
W e h a d m o r e t h a n 4 0 0 par cipants in all of Sunday's events - and that's not coun ng those who came along just to cheerandenjoytheday!
Our Book, Puzzle and Game Sale earned more than $350 for future JLA ac vi es. (Thank you Dawn and team!) The Bake Sale, supported by many lake bakers, raised more than $600 and the JLA will be dona ng at least 50% of those proceeds to the North Kawartha Foodbank! (Thank you Gwenandteam-andallbakers!
Thank you! Thank you! A huge thank you to all of our Rega a volunteers - sailing marshals and safety boats, decorated boat parade judges and lead boat, run and swim volunteers, safety boats, event judges, booth coordinators and contributors, swim race dock ballast anchors (ha!), and so many more... and thank YOU to all who came out to compete or to observe. The JLA Rega a is always an amazing opportunitytoseeourlakesidecommunitycometogether
We would like to welcome our 13+ new JLA members and thank all of our con nuing members who renewed at the Rega a or online! We couldn't do whatwedowithoutyoursupport! If you're not yet a JLA member and would like to be - a year-long JLA membershipisjust$50!Tosignup,orrenew,pleasevisit: h ps://www.jackslakeassocia on.ca/registra on/
If you would like to volunteer for future JLA events - or would like to know what volunteer op ons are available - please reach out to our Events DirectorJonathanMitchell.
POEMS By WINSTON
Field
By Winston E Ralph, Bancroft, ON
In Hamblyns field where the brush does grow
There used to be lumber piles yes row upon row
The trees were cut in the bush up on the hill, Then cut into logs and hauled down to the mill
Horses brought the sleighs along an icy road
Where hills were sanded to stop a runaway load
In the bush there wasn’t any chainsaw sound
Only axes chopping and trees as they hit the ground
The camp the men stayed in was full of lice
And smells of wet dirty clothes wouldn’t be nice
Yes at 4 a.m. they arose from their bed
They had breakfast of salt pork beans tea and bread
They started in the bush long before daylight
And finished in the dark later that night
There at the mill they worked hard all day
Only back then they got very little pay
The mill saw was kept sharp to get through the wood
As two men cutting boards wouldn’t if they could
Some logs they cut were maple beech birch and oak
But working in the mill or the bush it was no joke
The lumber was piled up high yes all by hand
And it sure would have been not in that field of sand
Some of the lumber was taken and put in a boxcar
To be taken by train to places near and far
Those folks maybe felt times will be better somehow
Yes times are better nowadays and they’re all gone now
Back then to the mill did a short cut someone take
As there is a team and a sleigh load of logs in Mullet Lake
Good stories today that area could tell if it could talk
But those stories to people today would really shock
Bessemer village the mill and the train are gone too
Logs are hauled away by trucks ruining the roads they do
There is very little there now like in days of yore
Only a cottage or two but no big village as there was before
PEST-RX The
by Mayor Carolyn Amyotte, Township of North Kawartha
COUNCIL’S
CORNER
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Here’s a few things that happened in August:
• We sent a letter to the MTO regarding the significant traffic delays with the Eels Creek bridge construction on Highway 28
• Council also authorized me to contact the other Mayors of Highway 28 about working together to address the on-going safety concerns with this critical roadway
• We provided a letter of support for Communal Servicing and the establishment of a Municipal Services Corporation to the County, EORN and the CMHC in anticipation of future Housing Developments in North Kawartha
• Council provided approval through our Special Events Bylaw for the Creekside Music Festival September 6-8, 2024
• We agreed to offer a placement opportunity for a local student through the Cooperative Education Program from Thomas A Stewart High School
Here’s what’s coming up in September…
Sep 3, 2024- Regular Meeting of Council
Sep 17, 2024- Regular Meeting of Council
Sep 24, 2024- Regular Meeting of the Library Board
Sep 25, 2024- Strategic Planning Meeting of Council
Sep 26, 2024- Quad Council Meeting of Curve Lake, North Kawartha, Selwyn and Trent Lakes
APSLEY LEGION BRANCH # 381
Contributed by Lori Brock
National Legion Week Coming Up
We held a successful worker bee at the end of July and want to extend our deepest thanks to the legion members and friends of the legion who showed up and put in the hard work to keep our legion in running order Without the dedica on and hard work of our volunteers there would be no Branch 381andwecannotthankyouenough! 2024 marks the second annual Na onal Legion week September 15th to 21st . We will be kicking off Legion week Saturday September 14th with our annual John Ditchburn memorial dart tournament star ng at 10am. We will be ending our Legion week on the 21st with our honours and awards presenta on for members and sports awards at 11amwithalitelunchtofollow Jam Night is cancelled on Sept 6th as we will be busy suppor ng the Creekside Music Fes val! As always follow us on facebook to stay up to date with legion events.
Contributed by Maaike Berg-Nonnekes
ABC SENIORS
Welcome to September which features September 8th as Grandparents Day, and, soon a er, Na onal Seniors Day on October 1st. It seems appropriate to highlight a local Senior/Grandparent to remind us of their immense contribu ons in the lives of both grandchildren and societyasawhole.
Alice LibertyisnostrangertotheApsleyCommunityhavingbeenalocal resident for over thirty years and who was honoured as the Senior of the Year in 2016! She is an adventurous woman who has enjoyed snowmobile trips, reading, gardening, Bingo, line dancing and bowling to name just a few of her interests. But, what really became her passion and focus during the last 20 years, driven by her love and memory of her dear sister, Jane, is fundraising for Breast Cancer Along with her main supporters, Bill and her family, she started the “Women of Apsley” to raise awareness, educate and raise money for the cause. She was fully commi ed to door to door visits, selling hand-kni ed dish cloths, collec ng scrap metal, and having annual yard sales and line dancing Jamborees. All the proceeds were donated to Breast Cancer. Over the years, this amount exceeded $200 000. Alice will con nue to do the walk withfamilyonOctober6thinPeterborough.
She par cipated in all these ac vi es with enthusiasm and flair, wearing her pink wig and flowery pink bra, warmly engaging others in conversa onandaccep ngdona ons.
The ABC Seniors is another group that is dear to her heart. She served on the Board of Directors for more than ten years. The line dancing that became such a successful Seniors’ ac vity was because Alice was willing tolearnawiderepertoireofdancesandgraciouslyteachothers. Theline dancing group also prepared and served Pancake Tuesday lunches. This all began in 2001 and ended with the Covid closures in 2020. Several levels of instruc onal groups were formed and many folks benefi ed fromthephysicalac vityandthesocialfunc onitprovided.
Throughout the me cha ng with Alice, surrounded by photos and the many news clippings celebra ng her journey, a general theme of determina on and a great sense of humour came through. Alice exemplifies the wisdom of enjoying life, never giving up and to keep on going! Do what you can do! It’s no surprise to find her in an elaborate clown costume in the July and December parades. And, newcomers at Seniors are warmly welcomed by Alice to join her table for lunch. Thank you,Alice,forthegi syoureadilysharewithothers!
Alice Liberty
11th - Understanding Diges on 4/11
Help with your Health seminars 12pm - 1:30 COMMUNITY CARE, at LIBRARY, Business Hub
4th - Understanding Blood Pressure
See SCHEDULE of EVENTS PAGE 13
GRANDPARENTS DAY
GOLF FORE CARE Golf Tournament, Community Care Fundraiser
18 ANXIETY WORKSHOP, PTBO Family Health Team ,1 to 3pm, LIBRARY 705-740-8020, ext 335
EUCHRE, support of the Lions Club
$2/pp 7:00pm, NKCC
APSLEY STUDIO TOUR 10 am to 5pm apsleystudiotour.com
Book Club – Thursday 12th @ 6:30pm
Learn to Make a Lap Size Rag Quilt - 2-day, 10 hour workshop with Shirley Thomas. $90 Friday 13th 1:00pm to 5:00pm Saturday 14th 9am to 5:00pm
Outdoor Fungal Foray – Sat 14th @ 10am Susan Chow, a biologist from Trent University, a hike through the woods to seek out, iden fy and discuss fungi!
Author Reading & Kick Off To 1000 Books Before Kindergarten Party!
Wed 18th @ 10am – Ages 0 to 5
Kid’s Ukulele – Wed 25th, Oct 2, 9, 16th 4:004:45pm. 4-week fall session
A er School Kid’s Club. Thursdays Star ng 19th @ 3:30pm Ages 6 to 10
25
LINE DANCING CLASSES Wed, 7pm $40
Sept 25, Oct 2, 9, 16, 23 , Nov 6.. Legion
Looking Ahead
OCT 14 Thanksgiving OCT 31 Halloween NOV 11 Remembrance Day NOV 16 Holiday Extravaganza
Apsley Garden Club presents Baz Conlin Wednesday 25th, 6:30pm Seminar: Darkside –Exploring the World of Moths
Teens & Tweens – Friday 27th @ 3:30pm Ages 11 + Turn a T-shirt into a Book Bag!
Kniterary - Wednesdays 3:00pm-5:00pm
Lunch me Ukulele - Thursdays throughout September 1 - 2:00pm
Pain ng Outdoors Wednesdays, 10-12pm
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AROUND TOWN
Down the Road and Over the Fence Rowley,
Jeanette Charlotte (nee Lowrie)
P a s s e d a w a y a t
Peterborough Regional Health Centre on August 4th, 2 0 2 4 . B e l o v e d w i f e o f
Fredrick Rowley. Loving mother of Guy Page, Bonny Somer (Bruce), William Page (Linda), Mark page, Debra
Elder, Donald Page (D. Dorothy) and Cory Page. Dear grandmother and great grandmother to many. Jeanette will also be missed by her best friend Holly Hilker. Cremation has taken place. As expressions of sympathy, memorial donations may be made to Community Care in Apsley by visiting www.hendrenfuneralhome.com or by calling (705) 652-3355.
Lee, Elaine Constance
Passed away suddenly on Sunday August 18, 2024. Elaine Lee of Apsley in her 83rd year.
E l a i n e w a s a k i n d a n d compassionate woman who dedicated her life to her family and to God, while generously sharing her time with others. Elaine and Bob shared 59 years t o g e t h e r r a i s i n g t h e i r 7 children. She will be greatly missed by her family and community. Elaine is loved and missed by her husband of 59 years, Robert “Bob” Lee. Lovingly remembered by her children Heather Lean (Lew), Laurie Corbett (Reg), Ryan Lee (Shannon), Jason Lee, Erin Lee, Tim Lee (Shannon), 9 grandchildren and 8 great grandchildren. Also missed by her siblings Bob (Margaret), Claire, Joyce (Tom), Mary Ellen, Mark, Chris (Margaret), Janice and several nieces and nephews. Predeceased by her parents Joseph and Emma Janssens, son Rob (2005) and brother Ed. A private family interment will be held at Lasswade Christian Cemetery, Apsley. Memorial donations may be made to Intercede International as expressions of sympathy and may be made by contacting THE HENDREN FUNERAL HOMES, LAKEFIELD CHAPEL, 66 Queen Street, Lakefield at www.hendrenfuneralhome.com or by calling 705-652-3355
“One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to enquire in his temple.”
Psalm 27 Verse 4
11 studio loca ons spread throughout the North Kawarthas present the work of 30 ar sts, including 4 new to the tour this year. A wide variety of art and cra is on display and many of the studios have live demonstra ons. Please go to our website at apsleystudiotour.com to download the Toureka app to help plan your route, download a map of the tour and for info on each ar st. Please join us for a fun-filled weekend!
HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!
50th Reunion of LAKEFIELD DISTRICT HIGH SCHOOL Graduating Class of 1973-74!!!
SEPTEMBER 28th 2024 2-5pm LAKEFIELD LEGION-10 Nicholls St, Lakefield
Come out to catch up with old friends & classmates. Partners are welcome too! Cover Charge is $25.00pp at the door. Food/non-alcoholic drinks provided, Cash Bar. RSVP 50threunionldhs@gmail.com
Roger Neil Crosby
On Monday, August 12, 2024 at 4p.m., at home,
Our loving Roger got his wings to Heaven and is now playing sweet fiddle and guitar music with his family.
Our hearts are saddened and the Crosby family circle is broken. Roger Neil Crosby, beloved husband & best friend of Eleanor (Montgomery) Crosby, loving father of Robert (& Sharleen) of Apsley, Kevin (& Savanah) of Glen Alda, Crystal (& Ryan) Freeburn of Woodview and Peter (& Barb) of Boulter, doting and loving grandfather of Taelor, Caleb, Calli, Ella, Anden, Benjamin, Grace, Georgia, Pierson and Ada and great grandfather of Madelynn. Roger is survived by his brother, Gordon (& Iris) and by his sister in law, Faith. He was predeceased by his siblings: Aileen, Grover, Murray (& Wilma) and Pat. The Montgomery Families are also saddened to lose such a wonderful man: Mureta & Bernard, Murray & Lois, Lois & Jack (d) and Doug. Numerous nieces and nephews, the great and great great nieces and nephews all adored their “Uncle Roger”. Roger was born in Faraday Township and was raised and lived in the Coe Hill and Apsley area all of his life. During his career, Roger was employed
with the Ministry of Transportation. A man of many talents and a vast array of interests, Roger will be remembered fondly for his love of music, especially playing the ddle and the guitar, for going to jamborees around the country and always hosting the jam sessions at their trailer, camping, riding his Harley, being with and entertaining his grandchildren, for his faithful devotion as a fan to the Toronto Blue Jays and the Montreal Canadiens and for his interest in collecting and restoring pin-ball machines and juke boxes. Gone too soon but his smile and his music will live on.
Service: Sat, Sept 14th, 2024 12pm
Apsley Community Chapel, 299 McFadden Road, Apsley
Reception: (to follow) 1 to 4pm
North Community Centre, 340 McFadden Road, Apsley
Jim Alexander Sales Representative
613-202-1495 (cell) jim@teamalexander.ca
by Rick de Haan
Bob’s yer Uncle
It's was about 50 years ago that I lived with my Uncle Bob and Auntie Anne. It was only for a couple of months, but I still remember it like it was yesterday.
At that juncture in my life my mother wasn't around since she was in Holland, and my father was too busy to look after me because he was working long hours selling real estate. I really didn't mind, though. I saw it as just another interesting adventure.
Bob grew flowers for a living on a rented farm that had several large greenhouses on it. It was summertime, so I would work every day watering thousands of plants, as well as doing any other jobs that had to be done. Essentially, this paid for my keep. Suppertime was my favorite part of the day. Auntie Anne was a really good cook, and after every supper there was a shiny quarter under my plate.
Uncle Bob was a tall, lanky, easy-going guy with sandy blond hair and an infectious smile. He was unforgettable, bigger than life, and there always seemed to be a mischievous glint in his eyes. Had he grown up in Texas, I'm sure he would have been a cowboy.
In addition to Bob's many "interesting" qualities, he was a storyteller par excellence. He had a penchant for thoroughly entertaining anyone who would listen. Many of his yarns were fanciful tales of heroics, the likes of which one would only see in the movies. Most people realized very quickly that Bob stretched the truth, but that gave his stories a bit of extra charm.
Uncle Bob and I were relaxing on the back porch one summer evening with a mug of coffee. He looked at me with an impish smirk on his face, and I knew he was about to start in on one of his tales.
That story he told on the porch all those years ago
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is one of my favourites. I can't remember his exact words, of course, but I'll tell it as best I can.
In 1959 when he was in his early twenties, Bob was employed as a firefighter. He fought wildfires in the vast inland forests of Nova Scotia as part of a rough-and-tumble crew of "smoke jumpers". They would be flown to a fire's location and then jump out of a twin engine airplane to parachute down onto a clearing near the fire. After stowing their chutes and formulating a plan of attack, they would start cutting fire lines and do various other things that smoke jumpers do. (Bob was not overly specific here!)
One time, as he was being flown to a "hotspot" with his crew, the pilot announced that there was a problem with the left wing. One of the flaps was stuck in the "down" position for some unknown reason. The pilot was desperately looking for a place to land since it wasn't safe to fly with with a jammed flap. But there was nowhere to land in the unending forests 8,000 feet below them.
Bob, the clever problem solver that he was, sprang up from his jumpseat to remedy the situation. He opened the door over the wing, and armed with a screwdriver clambered with the nimble agility of a squirrel in a windstorm over to the offending flap. There, to his surprise, he found a pine cone firmly wedged in the small gap between the flap and the main part of the wing. Bob quickly found that the screwdriver was inadequate for the job. So, not knowing what to do with it at that point, he casually tossed it into the wind, narrowly missing the tail rudder. He then drew his hunting knife and began sawing and stabbing at the stubborn cone.
The pilot, who wasn't aware that someone had exited his airplane, wondered why he was suddenly experiencing increased drag on the left side. The confused pilot then glanced out the side window of the cockpit and beheld a sight he'd never witnessed
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before, and likely never would again . . . some idiot clinging to the wing and hacking at it with a large knife.
Bob, at that precise moment, happened to look up and notice the wide-eyed pilot staring at him. Feeling the need to explain himself, Bob proceeded to open his mouth, whereupon the 150 mile-anhour wind forced it open to its maximum, causing his cheeks to spontaneously balloon outwards and flap about at an uncomfortable rate of speed. Thinking the better of trying to communicate with the pilot, Bob gestured with his knife, and turned his attention back to the pine cone. Finally after a few more jabs, the stubborn cone dislodged and the flap was released.
With the knife firmly clamped in his teeth, Bob crept back along the wing, careful to stay away from the whirling propeller, and knocked on the door to be let back in the cabin.
As he finished his story, I couldn't help being in awe of his bravery. "Wow!" I said. But, even at the gullible age of 13, I had a sneaking suspicion that he'd royally embellished a few of the details.
Noticing the admiration in my eyes, he reached for his mug on the coffee table. "Well, ya know, somebody had to do it," he sniffed. The glint in his eye sparkled more than usual as he took a swig of his now lukewarm coffee. "When we got back to base after three days of fighting the fire, the pilot walked up to me and told me it was a really stupid thing I did. Can you believe it? So I told him, 'Look, I saved you guys! You should be thankin' me! Besides, I was wearin' a parachute! What's the worst that could've happened?'"
Uncle Bob swallowed the last of his coffee and looked at me with a boyish grin, “I'll bet you never thought you had a 'wing-walker' in the family, did ya!"
“Storytelling, for the most part, has become a lost art in our society. It's a real shame because I believe it's part of our heritage. All throughout history stories were told and retold through the generations to eager young listeners who would, with the advancement of years, become storytellers themselves. Young people would learn of the lifestyles and adventures of their forefathers, and would thereby gain a better understanding of where they came from, not to mention fostering a sense of imagination”. – Rick
THE BEAST
by Roy Anderson
Chapter Four
The second day of cutting the tall grass in the area around the headstones was completed. Now the bases of the markers would have to be trimmed. Trimming would be simple, pulling the grass out at the bases so no problem, lets pull.
After trying to pull and clean the first tombstone I found the task quite a bit harder and very slow going. When lunch time rolled around the sun would be high in the sky, turning the are of the cemetery into a oven. I knew from the position of the sun it was lunch time. Also my mother would call out from the house veranda "Lunch" nothing mystic here.
The Saturday was warm, especially for early June and of course, I was asked by my mother "should I take a break because of the heat, then go back when the tree shadows cooled the area."
When a suggestion or question was asked by Mom, you knew it was really a request and it was best followed.
As I sat on the veranda in the swing, watching the sun move slowly from high noon and began to drop towards afternoon and setting, the tree shadows began to extend across the front yard. They in my mind looked like fingers from a giant creature searching for a victim.
It was also perhaps that when I was younger my older brothers told me that when people went missing or reported. as lost in a forest, the trees took them and only released the ones they did not want.
As I sat after lunch for an hour or so, the temperature began to drop a few degrees, assisted by a breeze bringing the coolness from the bush area.
I called out to my Mom, " I'm going to the cemetery." Making my way, instead of cutting thru the wooded area, along the outside along the laneway, then over the fence to the cemetery. I began to notice different strange feeling, ones, I could not explain.
I knew we all have sensed the feeling of being watched not just in the woods, but everywhere, but at home or in the building and of course laneways between budlings in cities and villages.
Despite this overwhelming sense of apprehension the effort to clean the deserted graveyard was stronger. Approaching the old gate, that was normally closed or at least I thought I closed it. The gate was open completely. Entering the area I checked the gate, especially the chain to see if the wind or possibly a wild animal or the farmers cows had pushed it open. To my surprise the chain was
wrapped neatly over one of the fence sections as if a human hand did so.
I then thought my brothers were trying to spook me. If they did try, they dam near succeeded.
Without further hesitation and exclaiming to myself, " lets get er done."
It was not much of effort to clean out the tall grass and weeds along the cedar hedge bordering the cemetery. The large scythe moved effortless cutting as if possessed.
After clearing the hedge my thoughts and effort would be to clean the base of the tombstones. This effort meant pulling the weeds and tall grass by hand.
Once again a effort that I expected to be time consuming was effortless and was soon completed.
The last grave marker was very large and exceptionally intricate. Cleaning out the are at the back of the marker. The back was very plain. As I moved to the front area of the monument continuing to pull and cut the grass and weeds and vines that had over grown around it. On the last pull of the vine, removing it, exposing the inscription on the face I dropped the vine, stepping back in fear as I read the name and was confronted with a very detailed engraving of a historical Locomotive engine. It was very old, one with the tunnel smoke stack trailing a stream of smoke behind.
More shockingly was the detailed full scale face of a male, bearded face complete with an engineer hat, but more fearful was how his face was etched in such a cold manner almost as if he was glaring, with a slight curl of a smile or grin. Stepping back from the headstone a bit fearful. I continued on my task keeping a eye on the tombstone.
Time seemed to slip by quickly and soon the cemetery was cleared of the weeds and the grass. If I may gloat a bit, it certainly looked excellent.
The sun was setting slowly and casting shadows of the large pines across the ground. This of course brought back the highly intelligent statement previously spoken by my brothers. "You know the shadows of the trees are searching for victims."
I gathered the tools to return them, as I slowly walked towards the gate for reason unknown at the time. I leaned the tools against the fence, returning to the first tombstone, that was of the youngest, only months old. I slowly rubbed my hand across the marker stating "I'm so sorry about what happened years ago to you."
Not prepared for what happened next. A image appeared of a babe, dressed in real early clothes laid in a crib. Eyes closed, at peace, seated beside was a woman distraught face. More shocking to myself, was a man elegantly dressed, bearded standing beside the woman. His face was etched on the large elegant monument.
I kneeled beside the first marker for sometime, and as the sun slowly sunk in the afternoon, I completed the same gestor on each and every monument. As I did so images of the same appeared. Now in a panic as I approached the last monument, the large intricated one. I hesitated but not being harmed previous I reached out laying my hand palm down. The image that flashed was very disturbing. It showed the very same woman seated beside a man laying at rest, dressed in the suit a train engineer would wear.
Completing the task of toughing every tombstone and now scared beyond reason, turning, headed for the gate , a little faster than usual. The gate previously opened wide against the cedar hedge, began slowly moving towards me. With all the previous happenings till in my mind, I
stopped and the gate stopped a foot or so in front of me. Without any idea of how to react, I did the normal human reaction of extending my hand forward. The gate moved slowly forward until it reached my extended hand then gently stopped,
At this time my feeling of self importance turned to survival and at the same time keeping some self esteem, turned towards the gate opening leading the gate as one would with a horse or other livestock. Reaching the gate entrance with the gate in tow, the second occurrence was about to come about.
When the task of cutting and pulling the grass and weeds was completed they Sycle an scythe, the tools used. I know I stood them on the inside of the fence, right at the gate post. When reaching the post to tether the gate by the chain, the tools were outside, neatly stacked.
Closing the gate and pulling the chain over the hook, stepping back I admired my handywork, still unknown to myself to this day. I spoke out-loud "Looks good, but needs flower. I'll bring some for the graves."
Still standing for a moment the third occurrence happened. A voice, a very distinctive voice, very clear replied, "Thank You." I stood very still. Looking around for the source there was none. As I looked over the surrounding hedge and area to see if my brother's were playing tricks on me, at my reaction, they would of course responded by saying some smart remark. The entire cemetery was empty.
With my stare, I scanned the tombstones one by one, upon reaching the large one with the face and train I recoiled in horror. The face clearly etched on the monument was gone.
Valour and bravery went out the door, and if a 11- or 12-yearold has hair at the nap of his neck and back, mine was standing straight out.
With our delay I left and putting it bluntly " to hell with pine tree shadows and the trees looking for a victim."
The shortest road home was through the wooded area and that my friends was the route I was taking.
Arriving home my Mother questioned me, "what's the hurry?"
Now the answer would be "I heard a voice" then a full explanation of everything.
Now Mom standing very still, then turning very slowly, smiled, then in an assuring voice "Oh it's just your imagination." Then continued "I tell you what. Lets get the small wagon out, then gather up some wild flowers, then go out to the cemetery and plant them at the base of the tombstones."
After Mom and myself finished at the cemetery, returning home to just rest sitting on the large porch in the coolness of dusk. It was soon time to go indoors. Upon entering the house my heart dropped a bit. In the dining room were boxes of articles that were not needed for everyday. I realized that moving from the farm was coming closer.
The thought of leaving was both one of sadness and wonder. Sadness because of leaving and wonder of what a new village and school could be.
Mother explained to me the move would not be for at least three weeks.
That evening as I made my way for bed, there was no indication of what the farm would do be bringing terror or memories in my mind.
LIONS COMMUNITY REPORT
September
by Jim Empringham, Apsley and District Lions Club
It is hard to believe that we are heading into Fall! We have enjoyed a great summer with warm temperatures and enough rain to keep the bush rela vely safe. Now we head into the colours that make our area such a popular des na on. Our Club and community had many ac vi es that createdfunforfull- meandseasonalresidentsalike.
The Lions Annual Giant Flea Market was held on July 20 & 21. This really is a community event that meets the needs and interests of all. The line up for entry began at 6:30 am again this year and by the me the doors opened at 8:30 the people were standing all the way around to and along McFadden Rd. The pictures of items for sale posted on-line in the lead up to the sale seemed to really a ract buyers who knew what they were looking for. Purchases began virtually from the moment people walked onto the arena floor. The excitement of the day is something that really adds to the spirit of the Flea Market. Everyone seems to recognize that, while this is a great opportunity to find bargains, the real benefit is to our community which the funds raised support. Thanks to everyone for their par cipa on either as volunteers, Lions or buyers. We could not do this without your generous support.Thankyou!
Our Lions food service was set up at the Jack Lake Rega a on August 4. This isalwaysafuneventforpar cipantsandLions.Weenjoyfeedingyoungand old.Thankstotheorganizersforinvi ngusagainthisyear.
On August 22, we provided food services for the gradua on exercises at the Compass Day Care located at Apsley Central PS. It was fun to see the smiling facesofthenewestgenera onofstudentsmakingApsleyproud.
Wednesday,September18isEuchrenightatNKCC.Admissionis$2andplay starts at 7:00 pm. Come out and enjoy a relaxed evening with friends new andold.
We will be at the Creekside Music Fes val doing a 50/50 draw on Friday. Eachyearpar cipantsareverygenerous.Onceagain,allfundsraisedreturn toourcommunity.
With fall approaching, our Club will be reviewing our fundraising ac vi es and confirming the budgeted use of the funds. We do our best to support individuals, groups and causes while trying to add to the experiences availableinourcommunity.
OurLionsParkre-vitaliza onisprogressing.Thenewparkinglotiscomplete and will provide safer parking for users of the park. Signage has been installed. Landscaping around the parking lot is underway We hope to have the new soccer field created some me this fall for use in the spring. Our goal is to create a park that can serve the needs and interests of young and old. None of this could be possible without the tremendous support we get fromourcommunitymembersbothpermanentandseasonal.
We con nue to work hard to be a part of our community If you would like more informa on about Lions contact Brenda Lenson (705-656-9254). If you would like to become a member of our Club, please contact our Membership Chair Una Warner (613-334-9867). Come out and enjoy being apartofthefun!
EASY BREAKFASTS FOR BACK TO SCHOOL
By Denise Dunford and Helena McMann
Ingredients
Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Bars
Prep Time: 10 minutes Cook Time: 25 minutes Total Time:
2hours(includescooling)
Yield:16bars
3 cups (255g) old-fashioned whole rolled oats or quick oats(notinstant)*
1teaspoonbakingpowder
1teaspoonpumpkinpiespice*
1teaspoongroundcinnamon
1/2teaspoonsalt
1cup(225g)freshorcannedpumpkinpuree
1/3cup(56g)unsweetenedapplesauce*
1/3cup(70g)coconutoil,melted
1/3cup(80ml)puremaplesyrup
1/4cup(45g)coconutsugar(orpackedbrownsugar)
1teaspoonpurevanillaextract
3/4 cup (135g) semi-sweet chocolate chips, plus a few to pressintothetop Instruc ons
Preheat oven to 350°F (177°C). Line the bo om and sides of an 8-inch or 9-inch square baking pan with parchment paper, leaving an overhang on the sides to li the bars out (makescu ngeasier!).Setaside.
Pulse the oats in a food processor or blender un l they’re slightly broken up. (For whole oats, about 10 pulses. For quick oats, about 5-6 pulses.) Pour into a large bowl and add the remaining ingredients. With a rubber spatula or large spoon, s r together un l combined. Mixture/dough willbeveryheavyandthick.
Spoon mixture into prepared pan. Using the back of a flat spatula or a spoon, spread and press it ghtly down into the pan. Make sure it’s flat and very compact, which helps guarantee the bars hold their shape. Dot a few chocolate chips into the top—this is op onal and only for looks! I usuallyuseabout1-2Tablespoonsontop.
Bake for 25-28 minutes or un l the edges are very lightly browned and the center appears set. Avoid over-baking, whichdriesthebarsout.
Remove from the oven and cool in the pan at room temperature for 30-60 minutes. A er that, place the pan intherefrigeratorfor1-2hoursun lchilled. Removebarsfromthepanusingtheoverhangonthesides thencutintosquares.
Cover le over bars ghtly and store at room temperature
forupto3daysorintherefrigeratorforupto10days. Freezing Instruc ons: Freeze squares in single layers between sheets of parchment paper in a freezer-friendly container for up to 3 months. Thaw overnightintherefrigerator.Finditonline: h ps://sallysbakingaddic on.com/pumpkin-chocolate-chip-oatmealbars/
1 teaspoon dried rosemary or Italian seasoning,op onal
3/4 cup (100g) chopped yellow onion
(1/2ofalargeonion)
2garliccloves,minced
2cups(275gor9–10oz)choppedbellpeppers
1cup(100gor3oz)slicedmushrooms
1cuproughlychoppedfreshspinach
12largeeggs
1/4teaspoonsalt
1/8teaspoonfreshlygroundblackpepper
2/3cup(160ml)milkorhalf-and-half*
1cup(100gor3.5oz.)shreddedcheddarcheese
op onalgarnish:greenonionand/orchoppedparsley
Instruc ons
Grease a 9×13-inch or any 3–4-quart oven-safe dish. Arrange bread cubes inanevenlayerinbo omofpan.
Heat olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add sausage and rosemary/Italian seasoning, if using, and break up the sausage into bitesize pieces with a wooden spoon or rubber spatula as it begins to cook. Add the onion, garlic, peppers, mushrooms, and spinach and cook un l everything has slightly so ened and sausage is mostly cooked through, about5–6minutes.
Remove sausage and vegetable mixture from heat and spread in an even layerontopofbread.
Whisk the eggs, salt, pepper, milk, and cheese together Evenly pour over sausage/vegetablemixture.Addasprinkleofsaltandpepperontop. Cover casserole with plas c wrap or aluminum foil and refrigerate for at least 30 minutes and up to 24 hours. (When ready to bake, allow to sit at roomtemperaturefor10–15minutesasovenpreheats.)
Preheat the oven to 375°F (191°C). Bake the casserole, uncovered, un l the top is golden, edges are crisp, and a toothpick inserted in the center comes outclean,about40–45minutes.
Coolfor10minutes,thensliceandserve.
Le overs keep well in the refrigerator for up to 5 days. Reheat in the microwavetoyourliking.Finditonline: h ps://sallysbakingaddic on.com/easy-make-ahead-breakfastcasserole/
Make ahead Instruc ons: You can make the gravy ahead of me and store it in a container in the fridge for 2-3 days, depending on the freshness of your ingredients. Rewarm on the stove, adding a splash of half and half or milk to thin it, if needed, and addi onal seasonings,totaste.
Freezinginstruc ons:
Thebiscuitscanbestoredinthefreezerfor3-5months.
Smoothies
This is a family favourite in my house!! When ya just cant get any nutri on into your teenager other than popcorn or energy drinks...make your own ENERGY drink...a delicious SMOOTHIE!
Sneak in all the good stuff, mask it with fruit and yogurt, and VOILA! Mission accomplished
OUR “GO TO” SMOOTHIE:
Cup of Frozen Fruit (mixed berries)
1/2 Cup of Orange juice
1/2 C of Yogurt (I use plain greek)
BIG Handful of Spinach
1/2 Banana
2 Tbsp of peanut bu er (I use almond bu er)
Scoop of Protein Powder (I use Garden Path All in One)
Throw in some ice cubes and water, blend un l smooth...makes 24 servings
OTHER fun addi ons:
hemp seeds, almond milk, celery, collagen, cocoa powder, ginger, more greens, like kale or cucumber
by Kelly Wallace Let’s
THINK TURTLE CONSERVATION
Protect Turtle Hatchlings
At long last, Turtle Hatchling Season has arrived in Ontario! From midAugust to October, we are treated to one of nature's most remarkable spectacles. There's something magical about watching a turtle hatchling emerge from its nest and enter the water for the first me, ins nc vely knowing it's home. So many of us love turtle hatchlings because they symbolize new life, resilience, and the beauty of nature's cycles. Their vulnerability and determina on to survive despite numerous challenges evokeasenseofaweandadesiretohelpthem.
As a community, we hold the key to helping turtle hatchlings survive. Let's explore how each of us can make a significant difference. We live in turtle country, and there is a very high probability of encountering a turtle hatchling during our travels or me spent outdoors near the water, in the garden,doingyardwork,privateorpublicpropertyovernextfewweeks.
Hatching Process: The hatching process is a marvel to behold. It's a coordinated effort that takes days to unfold. A turtle hatchling can spend up to 3 days piping or breaking out of its egg using a temporary egg tooth, followed by 3 to 7 days to dig to the surface. Hatchlings ready to emerge o en wait for cooler temperatures and nigh me to minimize the risk of preda on and to avoid the dangers of overhea ng or dehydra on. However, late a ernoon and early morning exits are also rou nely documented.
LeavingtheNest:Hatchlingseasonisavulnerable meforturtlehatchlings, who face dangers from roads, terrain, infrastructure, and predators such as raccoons, foxes, and birds. Their journey to water is risky, and your help can improve their chances of survival. Hatchlings can appear near wetlands, lakes, rivers, and unexpected places like driveways, playgrounds, parking lots, and private or public proper es. Be alert and cau ous outdoors. Check youryardbeforedoingseasonalmaintenance.
Helping a Hatchling to Water: If you find a hatchling, take it to the nearest body of slow-moving water within walking distance. Look for a shallow, vegetated area that provides cover and res ng spots. Avoid releasing hatchlings into open water, exposing them to predators like fish and birds. Placethehatchlingatthewater'sedge,allowingittoenteratitsownpace.If releasing mul ple hatchlings, space them out, ideally 10 feet apart, to reduce the risk of predators targe ng clusters. Note: Do not release hatchlings into storm management ponds. They are rou nely dredged as perlong-termopera onandmaintenancerequirements.
Overwintering: If a turtle nest has not hatched by mid-October, the hatchlings might be overwintering. This means they will stay in the nest through winter. They rely on fat reserves, producing glucose and glycerol as an freeze to survive subfreezing temperatures This tac c, common in Painted, Map, and Blanding's turtles, is also seen in other turtle species, with varying
Injured Turtles: If you find an injured turtle, please call the Ontario Turtle Conserva on Centre, home of Ontario's Turtle Hospital (OTCC), at 705-7415000 when you are with the turtle. The OTCC is located in Peterborough, and they admit turtles from anywhere in Ontario. The OTTC will provide medical care at 'no' charge and have turtle taxi volunteers to assist with transporta on if you cannot drive the turtle to the OTCC. If you're interested in being a 'Turtle Taxi' volunteer, visit www.ontarioturtle.ca for moredetails.
Social Media: To protect hatchlings' whereabouts, don't share photos or posts on social media pla orms with exact loca ons; use generalized informa on. Sharing specific loca ons can a ract poachers and harm the hatchlings.
Wild & Free: Ontario turtles are a species at risk. Never take hatchlings home as pets. It is harmful to turtles and illegal. Under Ontario's Fish & Wildlife Conserva on Act, a maximum fine of $25,000 is imposed for removing,harming,orsellingturtlesfromthewild.Suchac onscandisrupt thenaturalbalanceandleadtoadecreaseintheturtlepopula on.
Create Safe Passage: Is your property turtle-friendly? To protect turtle habitats, preserve natural areas like wetlands, ponds, shorelines, and riverbanks, and make your property safe for hatchlings by removing obstaclesandreducinghazards.
Avoid using gabion walls or riprap (loose stone) whenever possible. If necessary, ensure gaps in riprap are filled with 0.5 to 2.0-inch gravel or soil to prevent hatchlingsfrom ge ng trapped. If using geotex le fabric,ensure it's well-buried to avoid frayed edges that can entangle hatchlings. Finally, be mindful of pet enclosures; dogs can uninten onally harm turtles. Ensure hatchlings cannot crawl under or through fence openings and other yard structuresontheirwaytowater
EducateOthers:Spreadingawarenessiscrucialtoprotec ngspeciesatrisk. Everyone has a role to play, and your help is not just valuable—it's invaluable in conserving turtles. By sharing this informa on with your friends, family, and neighbors, you are ac vely contribu ng to protec ng species at risk. Assis ng turtle hatchlings as they take their first steps—crossing roads, avoiding dangers, or reaching water safely—is a gra fying way to support the survival of a new genera on. By working together, we can give these hatchlings the best possible start on their journey."
To contact Think Turtle Conserva on Ini a ve, phone or text 647-6069537, e-mail thinkturtle@yahoo com, or visit our website at www.thinkturtle.caorFacebookgroup.
By Marjorie Wilson, Freelance
SHARED by MARJORIE
WW2 Tension and Worries (Part 1)
A recent conversation has sparked some memories of growing up during the Second Great War.
Can you imagine a child being afraid that someone might learn the first name of her father? Her family had immigrated from Europe many years before the war. They had settled in what was then a remote part of Hastings County. She could only imagine the reaction of her school mates if they knew her dad’s name was Adolph. This memory was to follow her the rest of her life.
One does wonder if other members of this community in Hastings County suffered from the prejudices of surrounding settlements.
My own memories of the war years include strange, in my eyes, practices of some adults. My girlfriend, Roberta, had grandparents whose last name was Z i m m e r . A g a i n , t h i s f a m i l y h a d immigrated from Germany many years before WW2. Some people in my village looked at this family with suspicion and tended to avoid them. When I told my mother that people were throwing out dishes which had been made in Germany she just shrugged her shoulders and assured me she had no intention of doing something so foolish. What a relief! I loved my grandmother’s Bavarian tea set. The German folks were not the only people looked on with some suspicion. I heard people talking about Jewish people. The only problem I could sort out seemed to be that they were making money. Why that was a problem was hard to understand. Were they suspected of being dishonest? I never did figure that one out.
Some worries and concerns were not so hard to understand. Our village sat about 50 miles north of Montreal. It was thought that a German U-boat could move up the St Lawrence River and deposit people who might then make theirway to our village. That could have been a problem since the industry in Brownsburg was to produce ammunition for the war. Sabotage was a worry. If you saw a young man on the street not in uniform you really took note. Who was this fellow? Why was he in our village? The other area of concern was the air. Our village was definitely a “no fly zone”! Not far from us and just across the Ottawa River was a Commonwealth Air Training facility at St Eugene. Apparently some of those student pilots needed to fine tune their sense of direction. I remember running outside if I heard an aircraft. We were supposed to read the letters or numbers off the underside of the airplane then report it. If I was the only one to notice that craft they were “in luck”. Try as I might my nearsighted eyes just did not co-operate.
I found out the hard way that everyone was watched. One Sunday afternoon a group of us girls decided to go for a walk. We were in a part of town near some ammunition storage sheds. There were tall earth bunkers almost hiding the buildings. We were used to seeing this and really paid no attention to the area. For some reason I thought it was a good time to take a photo of my friends. When we were approached by a guard I thought he was coming over to say “hello” to his niece. Imagine my surprise and chagrin when he took my camera, then opened it up to expose the film. He did have a point as I had used those bunkers as the background in my photo.
If you are as interested in history as I am follow the activities of the Bancroft North Hastings Heritage Museum on Facebook.
