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Herald & Lantern 4 Aprij '84

Lookin' and Listening

When Lily Lake Was Salty

By DOROTHY D. FREAS Lookinf' at children ana their parents throwingiooc to the hungn. birds on Laly Lake is a gentle amusement This lake is situated in*Cape May Point.' and has a long history This pai 1 of the eouijty has been nibbled away by the ocean even causing the lighthouse to be moved 'away from the sea twice. And the little Episcopal church, known as .the “Gingerbread Church,” has moved four times, usually (or the same reason. In fact, the church , members now own a lot at Pavilion Circle, in case the

ocean continues ‘its encroachment. After all. one ok former sites is now iJp blocks out tn the-AUan (ic Ocean British ships were off Cape May Point during the Revolutionary. War. and had obtained drinking water for their men by coming ashore and filling their casks with the fresh water of Lily Pond, as it was called at that time. TREY HAD NO difficulties. so when the War qf 1812 brought the British vessels back to our shores, they repeated their former plans for obtaining v pure water.

It’s April:

Now some inhabitants of Cape May Point decided that there was a way to keep the British on the yhirsty side! A local group dug their way from a point on the edge of Lily Pond, making a ditch for about a mile, and connecting it to a very briny creek. ’ The next time the seamen arrived for their usual supply, no one could swallow' that water No real trouble occurred to - harm the Cape May Point patriots And when the war was over, by filling in the trench they 'd dug. Lily Pond lost the saltiness and became the dearwater lake beside which the children now feed the ducks

LILY'LAKE — Feeding their feathered friends at Cape May Point's nifer. 4. Michael. 8. and Bobbie Joe, 24, the children of Mr. and Mrs. of North Cape May.

Doru Word Lily Lake arc AeoRobert MacQueen

Our Readers Write ‘Common Sense’ Chauvinist?

Daffodils And Fools By PATRICIA TREGO So it.- April again — time for showers, daffodils, jellybeans ana April fools, fools in love, that is ' Whoever developed the rumor that in the Spring a young men's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love? And who wants to be a fool, anyway* 7 Ah. but to be a part of sweet foolish pleasure is worth the 50 cents to get your shoes shined <no longer the “thin dime" it once was on-Broadway). Romeo had his Juliet. Christian his Koxane. and we get The Whitebriar. Jt'just ,'lbesn’t seem fair. - JF Y<H ARE TIRED of volleying between the afor'ementiOned drinking emporium and The Rocking ‘ 'haii. take heart Yotrnow have another choice. You can v gjJrtnatiryijHr .self-worth to the rollicking tunes of a disc v iockey a: Thfc^Wifidrift. aThLsoon the cafes of Victorian Qhpe May-will be setting up cocktails for the young ladies a - - casing their manicures with not quite Victorian glances. v How ao.y vj really-get in on ''Spring Fever, amorously spe&tyiig To ensure '1;ji >ou meet your Toup de foudre' love at firsi •'.ght i y.yu diietter go on a Clu?' Med cruise. H really'!?, better in the Hathama'.Not practical? - Neither is love You'll know when you ■sawt ignoring '' !RS” review notices around the middle of the mosth, mistake the ringing in your ears for the phone • thi* device gets quite a -workout during April/ and find yourself daydrebmiog to the tune of several driving ticket; a lid a multitude of burned TV dinners. (Lovers rarely eat well. 1 TWO DOSES of - Nyqui!' beiore brealtasi would not nave the same effect as the power of pulcritude on love's

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To increase the lixelihood of falling prey to an iinequali ed devotion of your own. you could try siAndirie. on a corner. pretending to wail for a heal bus That should kill a day or two Or tr$- and find a drugstore tha • ■still serves double-strawed sodas t L Or what, about the written word? Not even a scnmucK wuffliLteject a note of flattery. Try this on the oByect of your affection: “Tis a shame to waste fitan on movjes. when mere footage with you is exciting." All right. th;r. use ypur own. All f knew is. it s cheaper to cultivate love. Litana gardenfu! uf begonias And-oh-oh-what a feeling, “you-oughl-a :.. v

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To The Editor: I vas very surprised and a bit saddened by the most recent development in Lower Township politics the “Common Sense Team", which hereafter I will call The Lack of Common Sense Team." headed by Joseph Davis and Robert Fothergill (candidates for Council).has complete-. 4 ignored a very important segment of our community’s heart and soul, our women citizens. Not one women was considered for their Slate They (Fothergill and Davis) claiiriHbey wiH lead our community in a new direction. May 1 jSesume that direction is anti-woman? As informed readers of this journal know. women comprise over 50 percent of the voters in our nation. I will go one step further and state that the Democrats in 1984 may even choose a women for Vice President on their slate. 1 feel experience, expertise and loyalty are priorities for selection of any candidate for political office. I know quite a few well-educated apd articulate female citizens of Lower Township who would have been excellent candidates for this so called “Common Sense Team " They were ignored and they were bullied by the “II Duce” mentality of Davis and Fothergill THESE W6MEN of Democratic persuasion are. no doubt, on the other side of.the fence politically than myself That is not the point in question. They represent a

^— * By JOE ZELMK American International flies from Atlantic City to Buffalo. New. York, in one hour. Friends pick me up at the airport and in 45 minutes I’m in my-bome town of Gowanda. an Indian name that means “beautiful valley between the hills." The Indians were right — about 11 months out of the year. Right now the vestiges of snow are melting and there's either mud or dust. Lest you think the town is moribund, however, there’s a “USA Today” box. IV GOWANDA is a grocery- store with fresh-sliced baloney, hard salami, summer sausage, pressed ham. • You may think that’s quite a trip for decent sandwich j meat, but it also gave me the opportunity to wish the I 79-years-young owner of "Zelnik s Grocery” a happy , birthday. 5 Seventy-mne-years-young is a cliche that everyone should avoid — except me when writing about my father. Solid as a rock, that sonofagun refuses to age. He dances until his partners, half his age. beg him to take a break so they can catch their breath. When someone asked my dad how he managed to stay so young, he said he really didn’t know , unless it was the polkas. He thought a second and added, “with young women " HIS BIRTHDAY was celebrated in the Slovenian Club, a place managed by Americans of Slovenian descent, but in which citizens of all national origins are permitted to imbibe. There was a cake, a “balloon bouquet" from his grandaughters. “Happy Birthday” played on the jukebox, kisses from every woman in the place. Easily satisfied, he liked it all. I guess everybody brags about his parents, so I won't bore you other than to say he’s never cheated anybody, never hurt anyone, never made an enemy, and probably never voted Republican. What Tnore could you ask 7 1 traveled to my father's birthplace in Yugoslavia 14 years ago and found the one-room house in which he was born I came back with glowing reports about the country

wealth of input no matter how different than mine and. most importantly;, they were ignored by leaders of that political group of men. Davis has stated he did not know how th^-Republicans choose their candidates for office First of all. it is done fairly and out-in the open (Candidates Night. Jan. 23). May I return the question to Davis ... How do the DavisFothergiH team choose their candidates? In 1815, A man by the name of Nicolas Chauvin — a soldier in Napolean’s army fathered a term that is being carried on valiantly by Generals Davis and Fothergill... Chauvinsim! No wonder Pat Calfino. Chairperson of Lower's Democratic Organization, doubted she would support the slate of her party. I admire her decision' I am proud to be a part of a team that is representative of both sexes Where the average age is 43 years. Where the senior citizen population: management; administrative; union and labor; educational; business and religious beliefs are^bvious. But. most importantly. I am proud this team represents what the voters voted for in November. 1983:"New candidates for new government." MICHAEL J. STUBBS North Cape May (ED. NOTE: Pat Calfino has expressed her personal support of the -Common Sense Team." Stubbs is the son of mayorality candidate Sam Stubbs.)

and urgent him to make the same Jrip. He looked at me like I was crazy. No thanks. He was an American citizen now and the USA was plenty good enough for him. ONE OF MY DAD'S CLAIMS to fame - never going to the hospital — ended last year when he had surgery . He calls it his “first vacation since 1942." The only thing he minded about it was that he had to eat three meals a day. He prefers two Also noteworthy is his 1975 Chevy Malibu with its original tires. No credit to the tires. His car only has 18.510 miles on it. You don’t have to go far to get everything you need in Gowanda. New York. HAVE BREAKFAST in the local diner on a Sunday morning and you’ll see just about everybody. My old high school coach went by and said. "You’re looking good.” Then he added. “Not working hard. I guess." The old one-two; fake compliment followed by a stiff uppercut. I raised my hands in the air and waved my fingers “Just typing," I admitted. THEN A YOUNG MAN in a plaid shirt went by and said “Hi, Joe," to my dad. "Who’s he?’’ I asked. "That's the guy who’s going to bury' me," my dad said nonchalantly. It was the local undertaker, with whom my dad has already pre-arranged much of his funeral, to spare me the trouble. I TOOK A WALK around the old neighborhood and came across a couple kids shooting baskets on a patch of concrete in a vacant lot. Terry. 5. and Rachel. 9. invited me to join them in a game of “Around the World.” I beat the heck out of Terry As for Rachel, she won. but she had several advantages: home court, red finger nail polish which took my mind off my shots, and she was on roller skates It turned out Rachel recently "interviewed" my dad for a school project. Her last question was whether be had any advice for children. His answer: "Obey your parents, be honest, and go.to church." Ever stop to think what life is all about?

|And the Tires Are Original The Baloney’s Fresh-Sliced