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Register Early Birthday Bonanze — Celebrate your child's porty the right way by contracting it to the summer recreation sto! 2101-6th Ave., Castlegar Phone 365-3386 RED MOUNTAIN SKI CLUB 1985-86 Season Tickets On Sale Now... At Discount Prices DISCOUNT DEADLINE: Thursday, July 31, 1986 APPLICATIONS AVAILABLE AT Mallard’s Ski and Sport Shop Mountain Sports Hut HOWSER HAS BRAIN TUMOR KANSAS CITY, Mo. (AP) — Nine months after a cham- pagne-drenched World Series celebration, Dick Howser has been told he has a tumor growing on his brain. The Kansas City Royals are Mike Ferraro's baseball team for the rest of this season. But the reaction of the players to this jarring re- minder of their mortality is anybody's guess. “If we win tonight, people will say we've come together in the face of this tragedy,” said catcher Jamie Quirk. “If we lose tomorrow night, people will say we've lost our concentration and we can't possibly win because of what has happened to Dick. “The fact is, nobody will know until October.” Ferraro, Howser’s third base coach, dabbed tears from his eyes as he discussed the news Friday that led to his being named interim nager. “I know Dick would want us all to pick up and keep going,” said Ferraro, 41. “I know he'd like to see us win.” “We've still got 2" months of the season left,” he said. “We've just got to go on.” Howser, 50, underwent tests at Kansas City’s St. Luke's Hospital barely 48 hours after managing the American League to victory in the all-star game last Tuesday night. He had com- plained for two weeks of a sore neck and was showing signs of mental confusion. The tumor — described by doctors as a large one, five to seven centimetres in dia- meter — was discovered on the left frontal lobe. Surgery will be performed Tuesday or Wednesday after swelling has been reduced, Dr. Paul Meyer, team phy- Flight Service to © Penticton * Kelowna 365-7701 KAL: iTIRE SUMMER INVENTORY CLEARANCE CLEARANCE ON ALL i STOCK 25% OFF SINGLE TIRES! *25.00 *19.95 “There is no way to know whether the tumor is malig nant or not until the sur- neurosurgeon not feel that this surgery is life-threatening,” Meyer said. “Under the best of cir- cumstances, the recovery process would require three or four months.” Weakened by injuries to George Brett and outfielder Rudy Law, the Royals have drifted aimlessly in defence of the World Series title they wrested from the St. Louis Cardinals in seven games last fall. They went into the weekend trailing California by 7' games in the AL West and lost 3-2 in 10 innings to the Indians on Friday night. Howser has never man- aged a team that finished lower than second. Defiantly loyal, he was fired as man- ager of the New York Yan- kees in 1980 after refusing to fire Ferraro as third base coach. Howser guided the Yan- kees to 103 victories and the AL East title in his first year as a manager. But the Royals, managed by Jim Frey; swept the Yankees in three straight games in the playoffs. Owner George Steinbrenner demanded Howser fire Ferraro after Willie Randolph was thrown out at the plate in a close play during the second playoff game. Howser refused and was fired, becoming manager of the Royals midway through the next season. “One of the reasons I came here in 1984 was the loyalty and friendship Dick showed me in New York,” Ferraro said. “Dick and I, we've been through so much together.” “He worked his rear off for us,” said Brett, who like many of his teammates has struggled to regain his 1985 form. Cicchetti Molson Award winner The Kootenay Inter national Senior Baseball League's 1986 Molson Award winner is Lou Cicchetti of the Trail Orioles. The hard-hitting short stop's impressive power stats included a league leading .963 slugging pet.. five home runs, two triples, four doubles and 52 total bases. Cicchetti was also runner-up in the league's batting derby, compiling a robust .537 (29/54) average. The Molson Award is pre- sented annually to the KISBL player who collects the most “three star” points during the regular season. “Three stars” are selected following each contest with five points awarded to the first star, three points as- signed to the second and a VANCOUVER (CP) — When Nell Hunter turned 70 last year she feared she was getting too old to compete in international lawn bowling. But after winning a bronze medal at the Pacific Bowls Championships in A lia in Sep she finds herself on Canada’s Commonwealth Games team, which begins competition in Edinburgh, Scotland on Thursday. Not only is the 71-year-old North Vancouver resident the oldest athlete on the Canadian team, she is also the oldest competitor at the Games. Hunter says competing in singles against some players young enough to be her grandchildren doesn't bother her one bit. “When I turned 70 I thought that was probably it,” she said in an interview at the North Vancouver Lawn Bowling Club. “Now I've got another chance. “I have always been a competitive person and participated in sports all my life and it doesn't matter who you are going against. I know the competition will be younger, and they will have some advantages, but maybe I have more experience. Hunter's mother-in-law introduced her to lawn bowling in 1939. A year later, she won the B.C. novice singles. She continued competing on her own and with husband, Les, in between raising four sons, but it wasn't until 1974 that she played in the Canadian championships, skipping for B.C.'s triples team. In 1978 she won the singles gold at the Canadian championships in Halifax, and promptly retired. “I figured I had reached my goal and that I should go Age doesn't stop lawn bowler into retirement at that stage,” she said. “Then in 1983 my son said he couldn't believe I intended to stay in retirement and asked ‘Are you really over the hill? That made me mad.” She won the Canadian singles title that year and again in 1984. Last year, she was runner-up in the B.C. championships. She exercises every morning with an assortment of calisthenics, sit-ups and riding a stationary bike. Lawn bowling may not be taxing on the cardiovascular system, but competitors playing singles never get a chance to sit down. With 20 countries competing in the bowls at Edinburgh, Hunter says she has to be in good condition to play three games a day for several days. Hunter said she's not worried about the heavy schedule. What's more disconcerting are the other things more easily accepted by younger athletes — like the Canadian-issue red jogging suits. “Can you see me out there in a red jogging suit with all those kids? Then you've got the drug test and sex test.” Hunter said she may be at a disadvantage if the often-soggy Scottish weather makes the greens wet, forcing her to throw harder. A younger player with more strength might have an advantage, she said. But her forte is a come-from-behind game, a playing style that requires complete concentration. “Lawn bowling is a concentration game,” she said. “You can't converse with people. That's a problem with some of the young ones — sometimes they talk too much.” WIN DOUBLE HEADER aoe Phoenix extends he COMMUNITY NEWS By The Associated Press Getting a tie-breaking home run by John Verducci in one game and taking advantage of a couple of errors in the other, the Phoenix Firebirds have ex- tended their hex on the Van. couver Canadians in the Pacific Coast League. The Firebirds swept a doubleheader with the Can- adians in Vancouver 2-1 and 40 Friday, running their record to 82 in the rivalry this season. Phoenix is the only team in the league with a winning record against the Canadians. The twin killing brought the Firebirds within half a game of first-place Las Vegas in the second-half standings in the South as the Stars won a 17-10 slugfest with the Calgary Cannons. In the North, Vancouver remained 2% games ahead of second- place Tacoma as the Tigers lost to the Tucson Toros 7-4. 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Wikon, Konsos 2 Onews RANSACTIONS BASEBALL American League Boston Red Sox ectwvate pitcher Bruce Hurst, recall pitcher Calvin Schwalds, place pricher Steve Crowlord mas City Royals nome Mike Ferrero while Dich Howser is in teleese pitcher Rick Lenglord. ocrve pricher cy wes Nuggets sgn guard Ons Senith indrone Pocers wore torword Bill Gor roorsau . cat ster hicher Aut Osbeldioten to reserve Cal Butlole Bills ware fullbeck Booker Moore. sign nose tackle Tony Gorborczyk ond quarterback Brion McClure Cincinnen Bengels sign ght end Eri Philedeiphio ogies sign ottensive linemen Steve nd wide recerver After numerous attempts at varying hours I finally made phone contact with my friend, former Castlegar teacher, missionary and remarkable human being John Munday, in Quito, Ecuador. He sounded weak and tired but his determination and zany sense of humor were still intact. What really surprised him was not so much my phone call. (Both difficult and expensive) but the fact that he had just got up and seated himself at his typewriter in order to start adding a personal note to us on his circular letter. He obviously doesn't know about the strong sense of fey that runs in the Charters’ Celtic genes. His letter arrived only a few days ago, but I trust that Art Koch will forgive me if I delay writing his story for a little time and attend to this immediate concern. In the meantime, take a look in the Rose's Boutique window and see Art's beautiful model of the much-loved and historic ‘When people started to arrive | could only give them a half salivic grin’ S.S. Minto, one of Art's model ships and the subject of an earlier column. John's experience will be of particular interest for readers who have either suffered a stroke or have a family member who has done so. The letter begins: “... we had the sentence of death in ourselves, that we should not trust in ourselves, but in Ged which raiseth the dead.” — 11 Corinthians 1:0 Last Sunday morning I collapsed from my first stroke. I managed to avoid a public drama by hobbling quietly from the organ when my right hand, already tingling from pins and needles, refused to play the closing hymn for Sunday school. It was an ungainly hobble as my right side was undergoing the typical paralysis. I reached my bed without major incident and rested for close to an hour. When I tried to get up I made the terrifying discovery that I could hardly make it. I stared down at the mate to my left arm. It lay there like something totally unrelated to me. I tried to sit on the side of the bed but fell down immediately, for nothing on my ride side responded. When people started to arrive I could only give them a half salivie grin, and I garbled unintelligible nonsense. How are the “mighty” fallen. It was Sunday, Mother's Day, the best part of the day was still before me. The Sunday-schoolers were to be driven to their homes in the neighboring towns. We had the usual noon-meal guests (word has spread that we serve chicken on Sundays). There was the afternoon congregation to pick up from those same towns (we now average 100 or more for our Sunday afternoon services) and a well-prepared message for Mother's Day to deliver. Suddenly, the most important thing right then was to get to hospital. The instinct to survive came to the fore. Munday struck down by stroke ‘I managed to avoid a public drama by hobbling quietly from the organ’ The mini-bys and pick-up were already in use, so God sent His messenger from the Bible Society here to deliver Bibles I'd ordered a week before. In record time I was receiving professional help at HCJB's Emergency Ward of Vozandes Hospital. Sensation was coming back. DIOSPAJ NAN . . . The Diospaj Nan orphanage run by Munday is five minutes from the line of the equator. Although the specialist later told me Id need physiotherapy to regain the use of the parts affected. I was no longer able to sign cheques, which was a mixed blessing. Victor, Rodolfo and the Sra. Sara accompanied me to the private room with bathroom attached on the second se — John Charters ... Reflections 2 = Y ICE... The or encircle a large flag-stoned parking lot. floor. It’s my favorite (since suffering from infectious hepatitis in 1958 (or 19597). All through my first horrible night every hour pn the hour my blood pressure was taken and experiments with injections and pill dosage were made. Word soon spread that I was about to breathe my last. In and out of visiting hours friends called to pay their respects, to pray, to bring flowers (and favorites like chocolates) and healthier morsels like apples, and cassettes by my HCJB artist friends. At one time the doctor became so alarmed he ordered a “No Visitors” sign to be placed on my door. But when it was obvious by my fallen countenance that this might endanger the remnants of my breaking health, my pleas for mercy were |, the sign was removed and the non-stop flow resumed. The catscan I was given cost close to a $100. When I returned to bed a friend was waiting for me with a cheque from the Christian Women’s Fellowship for the exact amount and they didn't even know my need when they made out the cheque. When he heard my cheque-signing hand was out of commission the previous owner of my mini-bus and proprietor of the stationery store in the town of Pomasqui sent me a personal cheque (signed) for $500. (As soon as my hand recovered I returned the cheque). Each dark cloud has its silver lining. Because of my breathing problems — it's almost certain I have emphysema — and super-high blood pressure along with my arteriosclerosis, it's been advised that I don't attempt a vacation on the coast. Nonetheless I needed a change and a rest. Without even trying I ended up in this luxury hotel less than a half-hour’s drive from home, enjoyed excellent meals, ‘round-the-clock attention and almost round-the-clock friends. I was also in daily contact with my Diospaj Nan family. On Monday I'll be paying the bill - friend from Pomasqui and ex-policeman has volunteered to take on the role of night watchman. His wife abandoned him and his two fine boys of 11 ‘God knows I'm not the stuff martyrs are made of, and he graciously restored me‘ God knows I'm not the stuff of which martyrs are made, and He graciously restored me. I was admitted to hospital early Sunday afternoon and released on when the crippled wife of one of our newer believers was and I'll also be taking two of my to a sp in another clinic who gives me special rates, even for electroencephalograms. Another part of the silver lining included visits from 20-year-old Alfredo who broke into my room two years ago while attempting to rob me. He's long since out of jail. and introduced me to his bride of several weeks. He hasn't forgotten all he learned during his three years with me, and asked for a Bible and Christian posters which I'll try to get to him. Since Margarita and Waldo broke my heart, as well as some basic ground rules, by initiating a family of their own here almost two years ago, they disappeared from my life. But they heard I was ill, and Margarita timidly walked into my hospital room. It was therapeutic to show her I'd forgiven her by giving her a foster-fatherly hug and ask after Waldo (who was at work) and their baby boy, not yet two years old. They're still considering marriage and have not given up praying and reading the Bible. Please pray for them. Margarita looked so tiny and undernourished and defenseless. The night before I returned home, thieves broke into our new library and stole around $1,000 dollars worth of electrical equipment and two or three electric type- writers, generous donations to the blind boys and to the Bible Cor di School. A Christian my feeling of total uselessness is . Bible studies in various homes during the week are proving effective. As of July 13 (?) our population here will increase by almost 30 young people from the U.S. and Canada for their six weeks project (building chicken coops for 2,000 chickens). Then two more groups from Peru apprive for a combined “debriefing program” for a week in August prior to returning to North America. It’s now Monday morning and I must leave for the hospital for another check-up. Thank you for your prayers and love and help in so many ways. God bless you! MAY 26 Nausea, vomiting and diarrhea have kept me bed-bound, dehydrated and desperately weak until now. ‘The last of my three ailments is also the last to go, but I'm feeling sufficiently animated to go into Quito this afternoon to pay for Victor's flight to the States. At least I stimulated prayer from the church here whose numbers continue to grow. Other friends brought gifts of jellos and soups and dry crackers and I survived the valley of another shadow. or could it be classified as a “sign?” John Munday & Family ollowing The Crow by car in 1921 By CAM CONRAD Following The Crow to Expo is no big deal these days. Our vehicles are so reliable and the roads so good that, how it had been possible to be drawn into this grim ambuscade of stupen dous, amazing nature without noticing forbidding, barrack-like boarding hou ses, we executed a wide sweep to the south towards Fernie and emerged narrow, and laid on the edges of things. the In following it our car described Cupid's bows and bow-knots on the climax of our Montreal to Vancouver . . . “From Fernie to Cranbrook is 60 motoring from meet a vehicle on those single-track flights “But we were hot, terribly, inescapa 365-5210 Verges 10 © two yeor contract CAS LESEGAR ORTS SANTRE Sports Calendar SUNDAY GOLF—SUNFEST GOLF TOURNAMENT: Tee off time 7 - 10 a.m at the Castlegar Golf Course. BRITISH OPEN: Final round, live trom Turberry, Scotland, 7:30 o.m., channel 8; 10:30 o.m., chan nel 4 (taped delay) BOXING —NABF FLYWEIGHT TITLE: Pou! Gonzoles vs. Orlando Canizales 12 rounds, live from Lake Tahoe, Nev nel 7. JUNIOR WELTERWEIGHT: ) McGirt (28-0-1), 10 rounds Texes, 1:30 p.m., chonnel 6 Full Line of Sy" BALL |SUPPLIES - Castlegar Sports Centre A public service of Castlegar Sports Centre. barring extraordinarily bad luck, even the drivers can enjoy the scenery without putting their passengers at risk But well within living memory, Highway 3 existed merely in the imaginations of people such as Percy Gomery. In 1921, the president of the Vancouver Automobile Club and his wife chugged out of Montreal, deter mined to travel “The King’s Inter national Highway” to the West Coast on the Canadian side of the line insofar as possible. Difficulties were encountered almost immediately; risks were taken row tinely; impossibilities demanded long and often traumatic detours through United States territory. Gomery recor ded the highlights of the 3,370-mile trip in a book, A Motor Scamper ‘Cross Canada (The Ryerson Press, Toronto, 1922), dedicated to the vision of no-big deal driving in this fair land of ours. Herewith are a few of those highlights: Percy and the Skipper, Pincher Creek behind them, are endeavoring to follow the nestling Crow — up to a point . © 8 “| wiped off the sweat of those poppy-eyed roads while wondering it. Then I looked straight up to where those axe-like pinnacles cleaved their way through the summer clouds, and murmured in unrehearsed reverence, “Great God! . . “Soon we reached Crow's Nest Lake surrounded by cliffs sometimes thousands of feet high. The creeping automobile circled around these on a thread-like road which is nevertheless perfectly safe. Though generally only a few feet wider than the car, there are regular turning-out places well marked by crossed boards on a high pole — and in reality not all suggestive of cross-bones! Just beyond the lake we ‘On the road to Elko, they told us, there are three hundred turns, not counting turnover: passed the railway station of Crow's Nest, where a sign-board and a neatly contrived parting of the stream in a trim flower-bed proclaims ‘Great Div ide’. The whole thing is a fitting crown to Divine Nature — just like finding chewing gum for sale om the top of Mount Everest . “At Michel town, gloomy, grimy with on a road half way up a mountain and overlooking a broad valley ; 4 thunderstorm swept up the valley . .. it was here the part of wisdom to obey the impulse to put on anti-skid chains, by the role of wisdom in our life-play that afternoon was being taken by excitement. Half an hour later, while running fast, I felt the hind legs of our car kick suddenly sideways on the rain-greased road. One, two, three sickening lurches in succession we felt toward the forbidding edge. To use the brakes would have been fatal; it looked fatal anyway. At my shout the Skipper sprang to the running board, for I thought we were over. Then, as the wheels gripped on a patch of rough gravel, I gave a last twist of the steering wheel and the car swung heavily back into the tracks. “I have always thought that the Skipper and I were nearer to death in those moments than at any other time in our lives “Driving into Fernie the mountains are so high that instinctively puts out his hand to prevent them slipping “On the road to Elko, they told us, there are three hundred turns, not counting possible turnovers. The road is smooth as braid and, like braid, it is mountain sides, anon shinning around a sharp bluff, then boring back into the elbow of some gulch, merely to be bounced out so suddenly as almost to make us rear up on our hind wheels. “The rule of the road in this part of British Columbia had been changed by law a few days previously from left to right, and all drivers were nervous around a kink in that braid, on two wheels, dashed a small car . an instant’s conflict of decision, defying law, logic and learning, turned sharply to the left, and met him head-on . . . my total repairs came to one hundred and twenty dollars “Even my brakes would almost stop the car. I investigated this feature particularly because the ever-thought ful inhabitants had done their little best to puncture the Skipper's dwind ling balloon of enthusiasm with the needle of fright about the notorious Morrisey Hill. A few miles beyond the scene of our disastrous argument of yesterday it lay — it stood. “A signboard at the foot commands the heaven-bound to go into low gear to commence with and to stand pat from fairly high land at the base this Morrisey Hill lifts for over a mile on grades up to twenty-one per cent. But when you are up, you are up. Here was miles of practically perfect roads . . . it is only a breathing spell, however, for we pass into the country as wild and nerve-trying as any yet. Around Moyie Lake the road was particularly uncom ‘Around Moyie Lake the road... is built on the principle of an endless nightmare.’ fortable. It is built on the principle of an endless nightmare . . . high above the lake the road curves around a steep mountain on heavy grades where for long stretches there are no turning-out places. The bogie of meeting another car keeps clutching your throat like an evil spirit. The road ahead looks like an irregular oblique knife-cut on the side of a huge round cheese. “Beyond Moyie Lake our road became involved in a sort of family quarrel. The pass had narrowed and narrowed until the railway and the river came to grips for possession of the remaining few feet. As the rank newcomer, the highway is regarded as very much an outsider, and meets the customary fate of an interferer in the domestic affairs of oldtimers . . . many were our sighs of relief at failing to bly hot down there (at Kingsgate-East port), close to the bowels of the earth, and further disheartened to learn that the Idaho roads ahead were unspeaka bly poor and rough. Above all, it exasperated us to realize that we had now been obliged to turn aside from out direct homeward path and were entering on a long detour — a detour that would take us over 200 miles south of the border — made necessary by our own British Columbia government's failure to open up by a paltry 100 miles of road, a direct all-Canadian path from Winnipeg to Vancouver . . .” Having just recently zipped from Sparwood to Salmo in a matter of easy hours, and knowing full well that a day's pleasant drive through Castlegar, Grand Forks, Greenwood, Osoyoos, Keremeos, Princeton and Hope would take me to Vancouver untraumatized and ready even to tackle the “scream machine” at Expo 86 with equanimity, I salute the Gomerys of yore whose scampers ‘cross Canada on, for the most part, braided dirt paved the way for the blacktop that we take for granted as we Follow the Crow, rather too quickly perhaps, to tidewater. (Cam Conrad is a writer living in the Lardeau Valley.)