The Mail-Journal, Volume 20, Number 39, Milford, Kosciusko County, 12 October 1983 — Page 4

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THE MAIL-JOURNAL - Wed., October 12,1983

Editorials

National Newspaper Week October 9-15 is National Newspaper Week and we take this opportunity to let our readers know we are here to serve them and to print the news of the community to the best of our ability. We take this opporunity to thank Elinore Enyeart, president of American Legion Auxiliary Unit 253, North Webster, for the award which appears in the accompanying column. A letter addressed to M-J publisher Arch Baumgartner states the award is given to outstanding newspapers and their editors for news items and editorials each year. Mrs. Enyeart states she sent many of our editorials to the department publicity chairman and she in turn sent a compiled report to national judging. Mrs. Enyeart said she was very honored to say that our editorials won this award for outstanding views on child abuse, drug abuse and praise on the young people of the community. She urges us to keep up the good work. Mrs. Enyeart, we thank you for taking time to enter our work in the auxiliary competition, and promise we will try to continue doing a good job for the American Legion, its auxiliary, the young people of the community and all of the people in the area we serve... we thank you for making this National Newspaper Week a very special one for the staff of The M-J. Open house should continue While the crowd wasn’t as large as it might have been, those in attendance at Wawasee High School’s open house Monday night agree it was a huge success and are showering chairman Bill Kitson, his committee and the Wawasee staff with bouquets of compliments. Those who attended also feel the event should be continued in future years. Parents and school patrons were given a chance to see the teachers in their classrooms as an abbreviated class schedule was run. Comments including “teachers were very organized,’’ “great,” “it was really appreciated,” “enjoyed same,” and “it renewed respect” were among those voiced. We join these parents and go on record as saying the open house should be continued to give parents and school patrons alike a chance to see the WHS teachers in action. October, 1983 The fields are harvested and bare And winter whistles through the Square. October dresses in flame and gold Like a woman afraid of growing old — Anne Lawler. October is filled with interesting dates, and is the birthday month of six presidents. It’s also the month in which many state days are observed, or have been in the past - Missouri Day on the Ist, Oklahoma Historical Day on the 10th, University of North Carolina Day on the 12th (and Farmers’ Day in Florida). Alaska Day on the 18th, Yorktown Day on the 19th, Pennsylvania Day on the 24th and Admission Day in Nevada on the 31st. Presidents born in October include Jimmy (James Earl) Carter, the 39th, born in Plains, Ga., on the Ist in 1924; Rutherford Hayes, the 19th, born in Delaware, Ohio, on the 4th in 1822; Chester Arthur, 21st, born in Fairfield, Vt., on the sth in 1830. Dwight Eisenhower, 34th, born at Denison, Texas, on the 14th in 1890; John Adams, 2nd, born in Braintree, Mass., on the 30th in 1735; Theodore Roosevelt, 26th, born in New York city on the 27th in 1858. Interestingly, October is the month in which both Leif Ericsson and Columbus sailed to the New World. Columbus’ voyage actually opened up the Americas to colonialization and trade, and therefore had immense consequences. Ericsson’s voyage came about five hundred years earlier. Colorado, in 1943, became one of the first states to observe Leif Ericsson Day, on the 9th; Columbus Day, on the 12th, has become a federal holiday. Lehigh University and Dartmouth observe Founder’s Day in October, the first permanent German settlement in America was made at Germantown, Pennsylvania, on the 6th in 1683. John Clarke, a pioneer in the field of religious liberty and one of the founders of Rhode Island, was born on the Bth, in 1609 (in England). Pulaski Day, which President Franklin Roosevelt proclaimed as one of memory for the Polish count who fought bravely for the colonies in the Revolution, falls on the 11th. Saint Francis of Assisi, one of the most humble heroes of the Christian church, died on the 3rd in 1236. The Edict of Nantes, granting Protestants religious freedom, was revoked on the 23rd in 1685, sending hundreds of thousands of Frenchmen fleeing persecution to America. Halloween ends the month, on the 31st. What others say — End of classified? A few years ago Ted Turner told members of the American Newspaper Publishers Association to sell their newspapers because they were going to be put out of business. It didn’t happen. It doesn’t look as if it will happen. Now, we have John Naisbitt, exponent of megatrend, telling members of the International Newspaper Promotion Association that while newspapers may be here to stay they may have to forfeit some on their traditional content like classified advertising- particularly the want ads- which do not appeal to a broad segment of readership. “I don’t read them and many people don’t,” he said, which is a strange and new type of polling technique. He sort of deplored this waste of precious newsprint. When you look at the continuing tremendous volume of classified advertising, in spite of a recession-induced decline, one wonders if the purchasers of those millions of ads know what they are doing-especially when they keep on doing it. It might occur to Mr. Naisbitt that these people are receiving a return on their investment otherwise they would try some other sales approach. It is mind-boggling to contemplate that some major newspapers carry 25 to 50 million agate lines of classified during the year. Every line of it is of interest to someone. Instead of “pounds of classifieds delivery on my doorstep on precious newsprint,” as Mr. Naisbitt describes it, this represents hundreds of thousands of individual messages bringing buyers and sellers together in a specialized way. Every classified manager has countless research and testimonials showing his pages do just that. Mr. Naisbitt predicted the age of specialization would hit newspapers- more special sections targeted at specific audiences- which has already affected the magazine industry. Isn’t this what classified advertising is all about- classified listing for people or businesses with special interests and specific needs? EDITOR AND PUBLISHER.

Amrrkan I rgion Auxiliary GOLDOt PRESS AUARD CSRTIFICAn . To THE MUWOWWAC SIRACUSE For IKOIAM‘S BEST COCAL EDITORIAL • lit THS INTEREST OF TOUTS 1983 National Chairman Publie Relations Comities

Ml | 457-3666 Or -J Pulse Call 658-4111, Ext. 17 QUESTION OF THE WEEK: Is the public education system better, worse or the same as it was 25 years ago? Results of last week’s question: What’s your favorite new fall television program? “Goodnight, Beantown.” ... That one with Bill Bixby in it. He’s always g00d... “Trauma Center.” We like those medical shows... I like “We’ve Got it Made.” It’s funny. 1 like that blonde ... I don’t know. We’re really going to miss Archie Bunker... I’m disappointed in “After Mash. It’s just not the same without Hawkeye and 8.J.... The ones I’ve seen are just awful. They took off “Taxi” and it was the funniest show on ... I don’t watch much television in the evenings... “Manimal.” It’s striking social commentary. And it’s the only new show I know ... I don’t watch television. It’s a bad habit to get into.

Rev. Richey —

'Dam water'

At noon on September 30,1962, 16 of us were nearing the end of a day and a half of canoeing on the beautiful Pine River. Since I am now visually impaired and can no longer be the pilot, I had hand picked the man who was to get me safely down the river. He was Gene Evans of South Bend. When camping, he prefers to be called “Geno.” We had arrived at Strombeck Dam and had touched up to the shore line. I went over to the bow and supported the canoe for Geno to come out. Because of my problem, and the rushing waters, Geno took me to a large abutment of the dam and got me located while he went back to get the canoe. He was closer to the sound of the falling waters than I was. I hollered something to him.

Court news

MARRIAGE LICENSES The following couples have filed for marriage licenses in the office of Kosciusko County Clerk Jean Messmore: Elridge-Hickman Stephen W. Elridge, 37, P.O. Box 124 Syracuse and Julie A. Hickman, 41, P.O. Box 124 Syracuse Drook-Mock Daniel Woodrow Drook, 27, r 1 box 110 Leesburg and Angela Kay Mock, 26, r 1 box 81 Leesburg Snyder-Blackwell Robert E. Snyder, 59, r 1 box 62 North Webster and Connie L. Blackwell, 38, r 1 North Webster Protzman-Johnson Douglas Eugene Protzman, 26, r 1 North Webster and Trina Rene Johnson, 18, r 3 box 40QA Warsaw George-Harman Verl R. George, 83, r 2 box 106 Milford and Opal J. Harman, 79, r 2 box 106 Milford Tubbs-Schiffer George Edward Tubbs, 26, r 1 box 147 D Leesburg and Nancy Jo Schiffer, 25, r 1 Leesburg Baumgartner-Hoffer Mark Anthony Baumgartner 22, P.O. Box 92 Milford and Lee Ann Hoffer, 23, P.O. Box 371 Milford Drake-Mock Orville E. Drake, 57, r 4 box 371 Syracuse and Lorraine Irene Mock, 47, 300 E. Boston St., Syracuse COUNTY COURT The following residents of Kosciusko County have had fines assessed and have paid those fines in Kosciusko County Court James Jarrett, judge: Possession of marajuana — Dennis C. Archer, Leesburg, $147 Illegal consumption — Thomas M. Freiheit, Syracuse, sßl* Phillip A. Feldman, North Webster, sl3l fine, SIOO suspended, IS days Kosciusko County Jail suspended upon completion of two days community service Check deception — Ann L. Eggleston, Leesburg, $97 fine, » days Kosciusko County Jail suspended upon restitution

Although he heard my voice, he could not understand what I was saying. So, he called back to me, “I can’t hear you for that dam water!” I rolled with laughter, for I knew full well what he said but I also knew how it sounded. I called back to him, “How do you spell that word?” We finished one and one-half days on the Pine without a capsize! I know that Geno felt real satisfaction, for I was behind a blindfold part of the time! Thanks Geno — not only for providing me with a safe journey, but also for providing me with a good old fashioned “ belly laugh.” I had wondered just a few weeks before — upon learning of my situation — whether I could ever laugh again. I did, and you did, and it felt just absolutely great!

MARRIAGE DISSOLUTIONS The following couples have filed for a marriage dissolutions in Kosciusko Circuit and Superior Courts: Byrd — David J. Byrd vs Cherri L. Byrd, r 3 box 595 Syracuse. The couple was married October 29, 1971, and separated September 19, 1983. There are two minor children Minnick — Michael Eugene Minnick, Sr., vs Phyllis Minnick, r 1 box 419 C North Webster. The couple was married October 18, 1969, and separated June 1,1963. There are two minor children CIRCUIT COURT The following claims have been filed in Kosciusko Circuit Court, Richard Sand, judge: Zoning Violation Kosciusko County Area Planning Commission vs Greg Carpenter, r 1 Leesburg. The plaintiffs are seeking to have a garage erected by the defendant deemed a public nuisance and a penalty be assessed in an amount consistent with Zoning Ordinance 4.12. The plaintiffs allege the garage was erected without the proper location or improvement permit TNI MAR-JOURNAL (U.SP.S. 3258-4000) Published by The Mail-Journal every Wednesday and entered as Second Class matter at the Post Office at Syracuse. Indiana 46567. Second class postage paid at 103 E. Main Street, Syracuse, Indiana 46567 and at additional entry offices. Subscription: Sl4 per year in Kosciusko County, 16.50 outside county. POSTMASTERS: Send change of address forms to The Mail Journal, P.O. Box 100, Milford, Indiana 46542

"CRUZIN AROUND 'CUSE"

Haiti, country of poverty, voodoo, art

(Second In A Series Os Two Articles) By ARCH AND DELLA BAUMGARTNER SANTO DOMINGO, Dominican Republic, Sunday, Sept 25 1983 — We wrote last week about our 10-day odyssey to Jamaica, and Haiti. In this second installment we allude to our experience with the French language, visiting a Voodoo visiting the Grace Children’s Hospital, and of visiting the Dominican

A Lesson In French Haiti has two languages, French and its native Haitian, each spoken interchangeably and with fluency by all Haitians. On our city tour was a young lady from Pas de Calais, France, who knew very little English. When Arch spoke his few, halting words of French to her, Jennifer was fascinated, and wanted to know more. “What did you tell her, grandpa?” she would ask. And it was usually something as simple as merci beaucoup, combien, comment allez-vous, or au revoir. Our French acquaintance was pleased; so were we — and Jennifer was delighted. She wanted to know more, and over our short, two-day tour with her. Jennifer had acquired a several-page glossary of French words. Jason was not far behind. After all, these youngsters were out of school, although they had books with them and studied each evening. We insisted they each keep a daily diary of what they had seen and done, and this they did with diligence. ■■GT- IWFJ R A Voodoo Fire Eater A Voodoo Ceremony This world is fraught with the Voodoo “religion,” stemming from old African sorcery. After all, native Africans populated this two-coun-try island and brought with them those Voodoo customs and beliefs. It’s hard to believe these natives, a little less than cannibals when they threw out Napoleon’s crack troops in 1803 to found their owd island kingdom, have come as far as they have. We insisted on seeing a Voodoo ceremony, and this we did one dark night in a remote section of Port-au-Prince when we found ourselves walking around creepily, occasionally looking over our shoulders. Besides us four, there were three others in the “crowd.” Voodoo in an inculcation of several religions and beliefs, including Catholic, Protestant, Masonic, all highly infused with their own form of spiritual Jinguism. “Haiti is 80 per cent Catholic,” we were told, “and lOOper cent Voodoo.” The ceremony consisted of over an hour of vigorous dancing by four men and three women to the overpowering drumbeat in the dark recesses of the room, reaching a crescendo when one or several flung themselves about in an uncontrolled paroxysm. One woman flung herself on the floor wildly, crawled like a snake, finally swallowing a whole egg, shell and all, that was perched on a mound of ground meal on the floor. “Did you see them do the chicken bit?” we were asked back at the hotel. We couldn’t imagine what this was, and were finally told it had something to do with biting off the head of a chicken, swallowing the soul’s blood. Ugh I They also bring out a goat and perform a ceremony pertinent to the goat’s legendary past, and late in the season — having something to do with the position of the moon — they sacrifice the goat, which is always a black goat. By now it was past midnight, and we were getting weary of the hard chairs and incessant drumbeat, so we asked our driver to take us home. But through it all, Jason and Jennifer sat on the front row, only feet away from the participants and from the frenzied, froth-at-the-mouth woman who was wildly wielding a large machette, continued taking pictures Jason nudges his chair back a little when she came close. The pictures we took we’U be glad to see, too. Once we decided to leave that dark, forbidding place, we couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Os this we were of one accord. Visit Jacmel Jacmel is on the southern coast of Haiti, and the views as we crossed the mountain range were breathtaking. We were on one of the best highways we were on anywhere in this part of the world. It was built by the French government as a gift to Haiti. Jacmel is an old French colonial town, once a major coffee and sugar port. The vehicle in front of us was thoroughly checked, a remnant of the stringent security from Papa Doc’s days. Each vehicle must stop and list people coming into Jacmel. The old city of Jacmel is quiet now, appearing deserted; standing in decaying silence are the old colonial buildings with wrought-iron balconies, and a few decent hotels. We saw the “black beaches” where the sand is black, and traversed about 10 miles over one of the most rocky, pot-filled roads to another pleasant beach. The dressing room was an old toilet room with no clothes books. Changing was something of an ordeal, but the swim was refreshing. ■ JB KmmmMMill ■ ■ I L 1 ffWmViFW ••’■Sr Drying Coffee Beans On The Street

A native beachcomber came up to us with small lobsters he had caught, wanting to cook them on the shore for our meal. It sounded interesting, but that’s about all. We had a date at the hotel Craft for lunch. The hotel lunchroom was small but clean, the only exception to that being that two dogs were asleep under adjoining tables. We were courteously served by the hotel owner and his wife, first with a courtesy rum punch drink. With so much sugar cane in these tropical counties, rum becomes a means of using up the sugar. As a result Jamaican and Haitian rum have become major exports. Then came a meat pate (meat pie), cassave (bread) made of tapioca and coming in thin slivers. Jason called them “super thin.” An avocado salad followed, fried bananas, three kinds, (fried, fried sweet and sweet), and sweet potatoes. We each had deliciously prepared red snapper for our main course, while our French companion had goat meat and called it delicious. Jason was persuaded to try the goat. He did so, then grimaced as a sort of disapproval. Asked how he liked it, his answer was somewhere between “all right” and “who needs it?” The rich sauce that went over the red snapper consisted of lemon, onion, garlic, Haitian red pepper and white rice. We thanked our host and hostess, looked at many of their Haitian art pieces, some for sale, some not, and left the cool hotel, made so by the large overhead fans, like those we found most everywhere in Haiti. Air conditioning is practically non-existing, except in the major hotels that cater to Americans and other foreigners. One of the promising young Haitian artists is Fersen Joseph, who with his partner Harold St. Jean, runs the Association des peintre de Jacmel. We visited this tiny, fairly unkept shop, and came away with one of his vivid paintings. His work has been given credence by the Chicago Sun-Times Travel section in its August 13,1983, edition. But one of the more exciting finds in Jacmel are the three-dimensional wall hangings made of papier-mache. One of these, of their legendary tap-taps, took Jason’s eye and now hangs in his Indianapolis bedroom, with almost childlike charm and quality. Jennifer was equally proud of a small painting she purchased. Outside the hotel we were met by a deluge of street hawkers, young and old, but by now our suitcases were bulging with souvenirs we had purchased along the way. Our trip back to Villa Creole in Port-au-Prince was uneventful, except to once again take in the indescribable terraced scenery along the mountainous route. When our tour bus stopped along the way, as it did coming and going for several picture opportunities, the urchins seemed to appear from the bushes to ply their trade. We did buy some bananas, and took some photos of their native habitat, which to us appeared very primitive. We entered Haiti again through the increasing traffic flow as we approached the inner city. Haiti is devoid of sidewalks, so the people walk along the edge of the crumbling roads, or on the curbing, or even step off onto the bare dirt. The need for sidewalks and street repair is beyond belief. t i-» wit* T Mmm* I*' At Grace Children's Hospital Grace Children's Hospital We’ve long heard about the Grace Children’s Hospital at Port-au-Prince, supported by the United Methodist Churches in America, and thought, being this near, we should visit it. We called, and they dispatched a car to pick us up, driven by a non-English-speaking volunteer The hospital is a part of the International Child Care, and in Haiti is part of the Crusade Against Tuberculosis. A young volunteer met us, identified himself, and gave us the history of the center, explaining that one of its major functions is to control, if not eradicate, tuberculosis in Haiti. It’s annual budget is $3 million, and one would judge, from the salaries paid to the workers such as our new friend from Virginia, all of this amount is put to very good use. Our small contribution for the ride to and from the center went into their gasoline fund, we were told. We were told of the teams who visit the countryside on motorcycles to give tuberculosis vaccinations and just as importantly to give educational programs on how to detect tuberculosis among children and adults. To our surprise, we were told veneral diseases are not a major problem in Haiti, and the locals claim American homosexuals introduced AIDS to Haiti. Off To Santo Domingo Haiti and the Dominican Republic reside side by side, Haiti occupying the western third of the island, and the Dominican Republic the eastern two-thirds. Haiti is French, the Dominican Republic Spanish, and the two countries are poles apart culturally. On Friday night - the 23d - we four flew from the airport at Port-au-Prince (which we found un-air-conditioned and insufferably hot) to the Dominican Republic capital Os Santo Domingo is just 33 minutes - but the difference could be measured in light years. We were billeted at the Sheritan-Santo Domingo. a modern hotel, with four dining rooms, large, well attended swimming pool, all the com(Continued on page 5)