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Lethbridge Herald, The (Newspaper) - December 26, 1970, Lethbridge, Alberta Saturday, December 26, 1970 THE lETHMIDGl HERALD Margaret Lnckkursl Post-Christmas collection of letters Tfl Sanla Clans, north pole, from your hcsl friend Johnny in Ldllbridgo. Dere Sanla me and my young brulher would like to say thank you for tlie moon rockit set wich you brung us, it was just what we ast for. it works very good but our mother doesnt like all the holes its been making in the seciing when it lakes ou iiiiu shes been ycling at our dad all day get thai Ihing out of Ihe house you guys if you no what is good for you or il will wynd up in the moon wilh my re- speks. thank you for the doll you (rang our little sister, it dont have the Slashes and wig like i ast for becoz my mother said that kind of doll was loo growed up for her so this one is belter but my mother says she is going nuts becoz it wels all over the nig. mothers are nice but act very funny when they go round saying It only comes once a year it only comes once a year, i dont no exactly what she means do you. thank you very much again from me my brother and little sister who is cute, but a pane, your friend Johnny i will be good agen this year and hope you will remember me next Christmas when i would like a space stashun to go with my rockit ship. Foothills Hospital Calgary Dear Grandma and Grampa: Well guess what, here I am just the day after Christmas and I'm flat out in bed with my foot in a cast! Isn't thai Ihe pooks? I used your lovely fat S50 cheque to lake a leensy little cki holiday with a bunch of the kids and this morning first time down the slope and wham, smack into a tree. I'm not nearly this careless as you know but there was this darling instructor with the cutest French accent and honestly, I just couldn't take my eyes off him! I don't know where that tree came from so suddenly. There I was groaning in Ihe snow wilh this terrible pain and the instructor came back and said c'est terrible, mon pelite or something like that and held me in bis arms until the ski patrol came! All the other girls were so jealous they were just green! Honestly, I could have waited for lhat old patrol all day and never felt a bit of pain. Now here I am all ban- daged up but I don't mind too terribly because there is this cute interne with wavy black hah1 and a very solemn expres- sion, just like Ben Casey. I think I have to be here a few weeks, so I hope he's here for a while. Mother says it's a good time for me to hit the books and get a jump on next sem- ester's courses, but I think maybe I'll learn to knit or some funny old filing like lhal. Maybe I'll get good enough lo make you bolh something for next Christmas, wouldn't that be groovy? I'm going lo be bored so please write and if you are feeling terribly ter- ribly sorry for poor little me you could maybe send me a prelty pant suit in navy with white and red that will look real sporty when I get on my feet again and go back lo Banff those were the colors the instructor was wearing; isn't thai clever of your little grand-daughter? Oh, oh, here comes a lady with a whole cart full of games and books and clo-il-yourself sluff, isn't Ihis going to be fun? Take il easy 3-011 Iwo, look after yourselves, that's an order, love you bolh, Susie, xxxxx Happy 1971! Lakelake drive, Lclhbridgc, Bear Sis: Well, it's all over for another year, thank heaven, and we all survived, although I had to drive home lasl nighl. Frankly I can't undersland why grown men get carried away and go drag-racing around the floor like 6 year olds, particularly when they refuse lo give Ihe poor kiddies back Iheir new toy racers. I fold Jim it served him right if his back went out again but would he listen? You should just hear him today, he's so sliff and sore he can barely lift his fork to his mouth, but knowing Jim he'll manage. All and all I think the whole day went off very well and every- one was really bubbling with Christmas spirit. Isn't it strange how very nice, people can be at Christmas lime; it's almost magic. Even Peter and Doris seemed lo gel along quite well and I was given lo won- der if maybe things will work out for them after nil. Of course she's a real nag, won't let. Peter alone for two min- utes, and he gels back al her by flirting with other women, however they both seemed quite happy yesterday. 1 think it's too bad Jane's new baby lakes after her father's side, lhat pnor wee mite has inherit- ed lhal family's hig nose, of course with plastic surgery now it doesn't matter, they can do miracles to wipe out striking family characteristics. Only thing is, they arc bound lo crop up again and people who don't know about them wonder where in the world thcj come from. I don't think Uncle Hen- ry will be with us another year do you? Poor old dear, all Ihe activity got him quite confused. He kept lalking aboul Leth- days but I know for a fact he didn't arrive in this country until the Iwentics. Mother and Dad seemed fo have a good time didn't they, although I do tliink mother is a liltle old to wear mini skirts don't you? And what did you think of them when they wouldn't baby-sit while we all went snowmobiling no sir, they said, we're going too, lash Ihe kids on your back or stay home, we brought up our fam- ily, you bring up yours. Honest- ly, grandparents aren't any- thing like they used to he. Sometimes I think they're just a little bit selfish. The meal was simply splendid, and it was nice there weren't loo many left-overs, did you have enough to do loday? I know lasl lime we bad the family Jim howled because as he put it "the family eats like Ihere is no tomorrow." Well, it was nice it all went over so well, and don't worry about my good dishes I'll pick them up next time I'm down your way. Put your feet up now and enjoy the weekend. Love, Vera, P.S. Didn't you nearly faint when Linda's Andy walked in and with a girl? She's ceil a i n I y done a lot lo clean him up and calm lu'm no beard and long hair, no four letter words, no lalk about the rotten estab- lishment; just a nice kid en- joying Christmas with his fam- ily. Linda says she hopes he marries Ihe girl as she ob- viously is an influence, and she said ils Ihe first time she's been willing to publicly admit he's her kid since he recited Horatio at the bridge away back in grade 9. So maybe we'll have a wedding this year. Nice. V. Dear Susie: Just a quick note darling be- tween planes, as we head south for the rest of tlie winter. Grandpa wants to lhank you for the wooly slippers you gave him, they'll be so cosy to slip on when he comes back from skin-diving. And thanks sweetie for Ihe lovely little book of Browning's poems; such a refreshing change after Vidal and Roth. I'll spend just hours reading them beside the poo! at our Motel. Wasn't yes- terday fun? It gives Grandpa and me such a lot of satisfac- tion to see all our children and iheir little families together. And of course poor old Uncle Henry, he still misses Aunt Minnie so. but I wouldn't ba surprised if he was around for a number of years yet, he's only 82 and do you know, if he'd remembered his overshoes I think he'd have gone snow- mobiling, in spile of the fact that your mother and Auntie Vera treat him like an old foggie. I do hope you have fun skiing at Banff and do write when you can; we'll be busy but we'll try to get time to an- swer, and anyway we love hearing from you. Grandpa and Grandma. P.S. Don't hit any trees, ha, ha! Husband's Kricndly Shopping Service, Lcthbridgn Dear Mcsdamcs: II was very nice of your ser- vice lo help my husband in Ihe selection of my Christmas gift, and I Ihink this is a very ex- cellent aid for men who never know what to buy or where to go. Bui why did you lei him lalk you inlo selling him a black lace nighlie? I know he's always wanted me lo have one and perhaps I wouldn'l have minded 20 years ago, bul I'm now a size 40 not 1-1 and when 1 tried it on last nighl 1 felt like a fat, aging chorus girl. And indccenl loo. Now I'll have lo have a go al another crash diet. 1 don't suppose it has oc- cured lo you lhat Ihese gar- mcnls may be veiy prelly lo look at, (on the right people) but L. winters are more suit- able for granny gowns in flan- nelette. S'o with Ihis in mind do you suppose you could send me a sel of long joluis size 40, in black? If I wear these un- derneath the gown like a slip, I may survive (he winter. Sin- cerely, Mrs. Mali-only. P.S. 1 do appreciate your efforts and my dear husband's sentiments, but mm do gel the strangest ideas! r The Happy Loan Company Dear Sir: Iflm afaird the loan I got from you before Christmas wasn't quite adequate enough as our expenses ran a litlle high, like. We also made bigger donations lo our favorite, charilics than before because wcttre so lucky to have a job and to he living in Canada where people are free and there is lots of oppor- tunity if you want to lake il. So please, could I ask for another we can pay il back pretty soon because now women are cqaul I'm sending the wife mil lo wrok and thaltls not funny cither. Sincerely, John Doe. Excuse the mis- takes, and happy new year. Communique, from the Minis- ter lo (he Combined Choirs: I would like lo pass on lo you the thanks of Ihe congregation for your splendid pre-Christ- mas choral presentations. You did nobly and your efforts are most appreciated. There was some minor crilicism on the Youth Choir's rot'k numbers, directed nol so much towards the range of the amplifiers (which we understand readied halfway to Coaldale) as to Hie heady incense which filled the entire sanctuary, 'lliose mem- bers and adherents threat- ened to withdraw their support and their memberships because of this youthful involvement will be hapnv to know the Board has recommended that another year we dispense with the am- plifiers and incense altogether. This choir has been approached on the matter and agreed, somewhat reluctantly. May I once again thank you all for your untiring efforts nut only at Christmas but in the year. Your leadership in .song has been most inspiring. I would like lo Uke this Imiity of wishing you continued joy and success in the years lo come. Sincerely, your minister. The Lethbriclgc Herald, The editor: Dear Sir: luiiy Wt: tiiiit: Jiis opportunity of wishing you all down there al The Herald, Reason's Greet- ings, a happy and prosperous New Year Joyeux Noel, Bonne Annee el Meilleur Sou- hail! Faithful readers. The Voice Of One -By DR. FRANK S. MORLEY it's not more by Bryan Wilson Drug situation explored "Flight" by Edmund Fuller (Random House, 215 pages, narrator of this novel is Sam Tilden, a middle- aged teacher whose wife died of cancer and whose youngest son was killed in Vietnam. He deals with his concern for his nephew Greg Warren, son of his much-married sister living in R o m e. When Greg disap- peared from boarding school in the United Stales after being disciplined for smoking mari' juana, Sam arranged for time off and flew to Rome to find the boy. Greg was found in A bit of a swinger "A Toronto Album: Glimpses of a City That Was" by Michael Filcy (University of Toronto Press, 50 'IF Montreal is a Mistress and Vancouver is an enter- prising dcbulanlc. Toronto is often viewed as a flinty matron whose hands firmly command tlie family pursestrings. A Toronto Album, an 1850- 1950 profile of Ihe self-acknowl- edged capital of English Can- ada, indicates the city was not always the dour lady of en- trenched commercialism and corseted moral image. Largely a photographic his- tory of Ihe city, it shows Tor- onto in the mid 1800s as being lined with trees and spoiled with pleasant Georgian archi- tecture. Citizens picnicked by the number River and ice-boal- cd on Ihe harbor. But about 1890 Ihe cily look funclionalism lo its bosom, bus- iness offices were square, black and unadorned. Tlie Humbcr is now polluted. The lale Victorian years pass- ed by in the of a bank vault. Compiler Wiley, incompletely described in (he book notes as an employee of the Ontario Wa- ter Resources, suggests the West, played its part in the change; the city expanded into ugly utilitarianism in the 1810s when "money poured into Ilia some of il from Ihe grow- ing prairie economy. Mr. Wiley's notes are humor- ous and particular rather than general. Obviously Toronto was still 'the Good' in when l.ho announcement was made thai "nrrniificnicnls have been com- pleted lo hold sunrise, prayer meelings for bicyclists on Fri- day and Satin-day mornings." Regrettably the book places ils emphasis on modes of trans- portation, buildings and roads, lo Ihe exclusion of the every- day doings of its citizens. A Toronto Album reflects the city as still being a stalwart example of British prudence and industry. This is somewhat misleading. While, as the book depicts, the Yonge Streel subway was being built in 1950, Toronto was swelling with immigrants, bur- 1 e s q u e continued to ply its trade, top fliglil jazz was find- ing a foothold. Tlie book doesn'f let non-Tor- onlonians in on the secret: "To- ronto the Good' has been laid to rest. Tlie flinty matron in re- cent years has become a bit of a swinger. JOAN BOWMAN Books in brief "Nyerere on Socialism" by Julius K. Nycrcre (Oxford University P r e s s, SSpji., 90 cents, rPANZANIA's president ex- plains his socialistic aims in this short book which is really the introductions from two collections of essays pre- viously published. Nycrere's so- cialism is family and tribal consideration writ large. He expressly disavows any rigid doctrinaii-e posilions, choosing to be free lo borrow from any system whal seems likely lo enhance human life. The diffi- culties in Ihe way of national socialism are recognized hut Nyorpre does not intend lo let realism prominently overcome idealism. Venice with a young girl who had sneaked away from her boarding school in Rome to ac- company him on liis flight from the undefined. An experi- ment with opium nearly killed the boy and brought the police into the picture. At the end both the boy and girl are ready to go on to college end the physical flight at least. Although this is not a great novel it is worth reading be- cause of its probing into the subject of drags. The author exhibits considerable under- standing of human nature and of Christian compassion, which will net be a surprise lo Ihosc who are familiar wilh his ex- cellent sludy "Man in Modem Fiction." Most of the possible explanations for drug taking are touched on; rebellion, es- cape, curiosity, desire to find God (r e a 1 i t and nihilism. Many of the altitudes faken by adnlis toward youthful users are portrayed: sentimenlal ad- vocacy, harsh condemnation, bewilderment, and acceptance (which is not the same thing as Tlie effects of dope using by some of the greal English avlhors, of Ihe widespread use of drugs by soldiers in Vietnam; of the world wide breakdown of respect for authority; of Ihe pervasive feeling of hopeless- ness about the fulure; all these are canvassed. Few people would he in a position lo emulate Ihe exam- ple of Sam Tilden in following Greg in his wild flight. Fewer still would have the kind of wisdom to can-y il off without; crowding fulilely the fleer. But the message of the need for 'genuine concern should not bo lost of that. Neither should the reader allow him- self to be put. off by the un- necessary descriptions of the Italian cities. Edmund Fuller is a dis- tinguished literary crilic whose bock reviews appear iTgularly on the editorial page of the Wall Street Journal. DOUG WALKER. 0 Lighl thai folio west I.IIGIl on ;i hill in Melbourne, Australia, stands the Shrine of Remembrance commemorating Australian sacrifices in the first World War, with its great Doric columns, and landscaped terraces. The central hall is empty except for the marble pillars at the side and the Stone uf Remembrance Ihi: centre. On this simple column of marble are the words, "Greater Love Hath No Man." Once a year, every eleventh of November at 11 o'clock in tne morning, a beam of light comes through a small opening hi the dome and focuses on the word "Love" in the inscription. Is not Christmas like lhat? A beam of light came from the eternal world to illu- minate all life, to give men a Happy New Year. In ancient Babylon the Zagmuk Fes- tival was celebrated for 12 days at the time of December 21st, the shortest day of the year, to commemorrate the victory by Marduk over death and darkness, the vic- tory of life and light, the returning of in- vincible Spring. The Persian worship of Mithras, the Sun-god, held the same mean- ing. The Greeks believed that Zeus through Chronos had also defeated the powers of darkness and death. Up in the Northland the Odin went into battle with de- monic powers to bring men justice and peace. So all men have believed, instinc- tive it is in the human race, that there was -a power of goodness in the world mightier than the forces of evil, stronger than death. Does this make the story of Christmas and man's hope for a New Year different from the last, a year of hope reborn and faith renewed, false? To the contrary, the instinct confirms it and makes Jesus Christ truer and stronger. This is an unbelieving world, crazy with cracked nerves, emo- tionally dishevelled, with multitudes disillu- sioned, without ideals and hopes, who "have lost all feeling of conviction, and, in fine, sick, wearied out with contrarieties, yielding up moral questions in despair." It is an anguished world, like that inlo which Jesus came. For one magnificent, shining moment men got a glimpse of another world lying close to this, a world of loving-kindness and humanity, of peace and justice, of peace and goodwill. Into tins blood-drench- ed and pagan world came the message, "Tlie darkness is past and the (rue light now sliincth." Darkness had hidden the na- lure of God. Darkness had obscured the na- ture of man. Darkness had blotted out the meaning of life. Jesus Clu-ist brought par- don for man's sins, answer lo life's mys- tery, and promise for man's death. God was God with us, not re- above it all; I am alone with the stars." God took an interest in man and kept cp a continual conversation with man, speak- ing to him if man would but listen. Every scientist knows this; every musician or creative genius knows tins. He hard, but the final discovery is something given, Ilis creation is a gift ratlicr than achievement. Jesus Christ showed men a way of life. He called himself "the way" and early Christians were called "followers of the way." Like the road the inhabitants of the southern island built for Robert Louis Ste- venson, it was called "The Road of Ihe Loving Heart." "Now abideth faith, hope, and love." "Happy New so all of us will wish his fellow, but can we mean it? Happiness depends on living with faith and purpose, with tlie confidence that love is truer than hate, that goodness is strong- er than evil. A Happy New Year is impos- sible if we believe "life is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." Only if we believe that life has eternal dimensions, a purpose stretching beyond the five senses, a confidence that we are fulfilling God's purpose and co-op- erating in divine, eternal plans, can we be happy. "The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light; they that dwelt in Uie shadow of death, upon them the lighl shined." Jesus illumined life and death, God and man. Because of Jesus, man knows better who God is, what God is, tlie meaning and purpose of human exist- ence, and the nature of man and his eter- nal destiny. Without Jesus man is still "falling with his load of cares upon llie great world's altar stairs, that slope through darkness up to and with no language but a cry and no answer but Uia echo of lhat cry. If men accept Hie light that shines at Christmas they will go into the New Year following Mm who said, "I am the light of the world; he dial followeih me need not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." Giving and getting books By Neil Millar, In The Christian Science Monitor are several ways o f giving books. One way is to lend them to for- getful friends. A better way is to select a book, buy it, read it yourself, gift wrap it, and in due course present it. Reading it oneself before giving that seem vaguely improper? But how can we be certain that our gift is worthy of the recipient, unless we inspect the pages thoroughly? Naturally, when studying the interesting 'and-or lovely tiling, we take care to leave no fingerprints, annotations, or tear stains on the pages, and no letters or candy wrappers between them. If you have removed tlie dust jacket for safety, put it on. That is, put it on the book. Always 117 to ensure lhat each dust jack- et is worn by the volume which owns it. Even publishers sometimes malte jacketing mistakes, with uncomfortable results. Not only is it embarrassing for (say) "The Com- pleat Prune Farmer" to wear the wrap of "Granny Wrestled but such a masquerade can cause grave disappoint- ment. For example, a man who crows with delight at receiving a work apparently en- titled "Diagnostic Studies of Peripheral Erosion in Ferroconcrete Birdbaths" may when he discovers that his new trea- sure is really "How lo Dress Your or "Commencemcnl Exercises for Begin- or even "I Was a Baby Carriage Dropout, as Shouted to Wolfgang Amadous Grindge." So misjacketing is something to watch oul for. Or, as grammarians might once have said, il is something out for which lo watch. Dees anyone feel that the imaginary titles mentioned above are no publisher in real life woidd ever produce volumes on such esoteric subjects as prunes, shark wrestling, birdbaths, and so forth? On the contrary; to a modern publisher noth- ing is loo strange or specialized for an ex- pensive, readable or unreadable, exquisite gift book. Tlie subject is no object. Before wrapping a gift, you may wish to include a message of friendship and appreciation. If this is written on the fly- leaf it prevents the receiver from giving the book back to you next Christmas. If the message is written on a separate card, please remember lo include Ihe book with il. Tlie right book must accompany the right card. In giving away a book, as In giving away a bride at a wedding, correct match- ing is of prime importance. When parceling a gift book, do not be too thorough. Don't be too fancy, eilher. Gift wrapping can be so rich and handsome that the recipient hesitates to attack it. Receiving a gift book is just as delicate an art as giving one. This is especially true if the giver is present to present Ms pres- ent present. At such a time our smile should be firmly fastened on, so that it won't fall off the face as we wrestle with knots in UK dainty and unbreakable lib- bon, as we peck and pluck with increasing vigor at the irremovable adhesive tape, and as at last we madly claw the elegant pack- aging to shreds. There before us, while wisps of paper and plastic jape still swirl about Ihe room, lies a costly volume which we have long wanted. We have praised it wistfully to our friends. Now suddenly we have eight copies of it, all written-in. Or there before us, etc., lies a volunis which we have never wanted. In that case, now is our chance to want il, to learn lo appreciate it. Later on, when tlie warmth of our welcome for the Iwok has ceased to scorch Ihe pages every lime we glare grate- fully at it, we may even come to love the tiling not merely because it reminds us of a friend, hut for itself. Gift books have gifts of their own. Many are magnificent samples of the printer's craft, or the binder's or even tlie author's. Some are magnificent proof of a publisher's optimism. Many are highly read- able, and even those are lowly read- able often have marvelous pictures. Gift books which express little may impress much. Some are superficial, some just mod- erately ficial; but nearly all delight the eye. Tlie nobler tomes will look or, al Ihe very least, coffee tables. Some are worth their weight in cohs and alls. Many gift books provide food for tliought; some encourage lliought for food. Relevant and elegant, reference books and reverence books, the sunny and the funny, the brave and Ihe fair, Ihe glamorous, the clamorous, Ihe reasonable and the season- able all are worth giving to someone, somewhere, somehow. All should be given seriously. Nol all should lie taken seriously. A government Ily Doug Walker 111071 COJIE husbands are really helpful at Christmas. I know of one fellow who went so far as to help his wife get out tha greeting cards offered lo affix the stamps. Peggy MacKay isn't loo sure of the brighlncss of her spouse as .1 result. o[ his lillle contribution to the effort. She found that Don had put six-cent stamps on the front and five-cent Ones on the back. Since be is a civil servant it is very likely thai Don was just making ,1 little gesture ol his support of Uic government. ;