During the past week we saw what a group of
real dedicated people can do if they put their talents
together.
Of course, I am talking about the people who
brought the Canadian Little League championships
to Andy Bilesky Park. Headed by Terry Hughes and
Keith Smyth backed by everyone who enjoys
baseball, Little League style, this hardworking
group of people did a heck of a job.
I think everyone that was there enjoyed the
baseball and the way its played by the under-12 age
group. I am nevet' tired of trying to figure out how
kids that age can acquire such expertise in their art
as do these youngsters. Over the week we had a
chance to see kids from every area of this country
do their stuff.
Now they have all gone back to their homes,
wherever they may be, I want to add a big thanks to
everyone who did such a helluva job to make it all
possible. This includes the people who came along
to root for their own. For those in Trail one man
stands out. A man who has dedicated most of his life
to the betterment of baseball in Trail. Andy Bilesky,
Trail and all the country around here, says thank
you!
One person or a whole group could never do a
job like this and be right on all the time. We heard
gripes in which I shared but over the long haul it
was a job well done. I hope to see another one of
them in the years ahead.
I guess "Porky" Porcelatto had been playing
cribbage as long as he can remember. Playing with
his wife in a game at Andy Pighin's house "Porky"
had what every cribbage player dreams of - a
perfect hand. He was dealt a jack of clubs and three
fives and lo and behold, the five of clubs turn~ up.
As Andy said in telling me the story, this sort of a
situation only happens once in a lifetime. He added
when the five of clubs showed on the cut, he thought
his eyes were going to jump right out of his head.
Thank you, Andy, for passing this along, I think it's
a story w.ell worth telling.
Well, we got back to our 57 golfers at Retirees
Day on Tuesday at the upper course. It was a lovely
day but I was told that it was quite wet under foot. I
guess we finally got that rain that threatened for a
good period of the earlier hours of Monday, I was
really looking for a downpour from that cloud in the
west.
Anyway, Archie McCannel who was on the desk
Tuesday called me and gave me the list of winning
golfers. They played low gross, which was won by
Ray Gariepy with a 39, the low net was won by Lloyd
Ridenour with a 31 and in the least putts competition, Herb Martin wound up with fourteen to
take the ball, while Frank Blackwell was closest to
the pin on No. 5. And in the contest for the longest
putt on No. 9 it was Mort Johnsen with a 15-15 footer
to take that one. Now that my walking problems are
seeming to lessen, if not solved, I shall join you
gentlemen next week. As we've never had a prize
for the worst golfer on the course I can't see anyone
getting very worried about that.
Anyway, whatever happens I am looking forward to getting out again and hope nothing comes to
prevent me from doing Chat. Rich Watkinson will be
masterminding things next week with a partner of
his choice.
And so I hope to see you all again,
'Til next time, then!

J

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