42 A. Herald - Lantern - Dispatch 22 January '86

- Our Readers Write Condolences - To The Union To The Editor: I feel compelled to comment on the recent election held by Cape Local 1983 (International Brotherhood of Painters and Allied Trades). This letter will be viewed as sour grapes by many, but I'll run that risk. In the early fall of last year, the trusteeship that controlled the local for more than a year took steps to put officers in place. Under the local's bylaws, appointed positions were to be filled by active members who came foreward. Two such members did so, and were rejected for invalid reasons. ONE MAN WAS belittled and berated he is a janitor with a college education. He was made the brunt of jokes and to look a fool. The International trustee at this meeting went ahead and made his appointments. Ironically, the person he chose for president is a building service worker at the county airport. A janitor. On Jan. 9. we ran as a slate against the International trustee s appointees. Our presidential contender, the socalled janitor, lost by a very slim margin. Their janitor beat our janitor for president of the union We had all the information needed to run a campaign so dirty it would make former Chicago Mayor Richard Daly blush. We, however, decided to run a good, clean campaign and deal with the issues. WE WERE WRONG. They did the opposite and won the election. The trusteeship has been lifted and the new officers have been installed. The special trustee has gone away. Now there is no one to pull the rabbit out of the hat. The mantle of leadership is sometimes heavy. The new officers will be under the microscope of the membership for the next two years. The ball is in their court. Reluctantly, I congratulate the winners, console the losers and offer my condolences to the members of Cape Local 1983. JOSEPH E. DORR . Villas (ED. NOTE: Dorr was an unsuccessful candidate for union Vice President. >

Help Vietnam Vets Now To The Editor: I read with great empathy the article entitled "A Viet "• Vet Concerned About Others'" in last week's edi'ion. I URGE everyone in this nation to help the Vietnam Veteran now! Why? After 40 years and severr children, my father is finally starting to recover from World War II EDWARD ROSENBERG. JR. Court House Do you have an opinion on this subject ? Write a letter to the editor. Herald and Lantern. P.O. box 430. Cape May Court House. N.J 082 10. rHSIurVtiif6i^ Joseph R, Zelnik Editor Bonnie Reina General Manager Gary L. Rudy Advertising Director John Dunwoody Special Promotions director Darrell Kopp Publisher Sm.o.< C«p 1986 A8 tigtoi rimW All ptopoty lo, ih« •>*>* oi p„bl.<OT.o* 1A0H b. *• p>w'r o I S*o-a.« C<xp No port horoo* mor tw r .p.od-c-d ,"~p.o. DEADLINES News & Photos Thursday Advertising Friday — 3 P.M. Classified Advertising Friday — 3 P.M. 465-5055 For News or Advertising Information -v Mail Subscription: Yearly, S40; Six Month, S20 Call 465-5055 For News, Advertising or Subscription Information •••. .~r £ Jjj

St op A I DS Epi demic To The Editor: AIDS is an incurable, contagious and 100 percent fatal disease that kills by destroying the body's ability to fight off germs and infections. High risk AIDS carriers include: practicing homosexuals. Haitian male prostitutes and intravenous drug users. AIDS can be spread to those who come into contact with the bodily fluids of AIDS carriers and those who receive AIDS-contaminated blood transfusions. AIDS cases are doubling every six months. The Indiannapolis Star said that at this rate, AIDS could kill 262,000.000 Americans by the year 2,000 — only 15 years from now. WE NEED TO STOP the perverse activities which cause AIDS. Congressman William Dannemeyer urges Congress to pass five emergency measures to stop the spread of the disease. They are. • H.R. 3694, which would make it a felony crime for a person in an AIDS high-risk group to knowingly donate blood. • H.R. 3646, which would allow doctors, nurses and other -medical personnel use proper garments when treating AIDS patients. • A bill to cut off funds to hospitals which employ AIDS carriers. It's common sense that doctors, dentists and nurses with AIDS should not come into contact with the public. • i • H.R. 3648, which would cut off funds to cities and towns that fail to shut down homosexual bath houses — | places where the disease propagates and spreads. < • H.R. 224, which urges that students carrying AIDS not be allowed to attend school alongside healthy children i Please write your Senators and Congressmen urging them to support these bills. AIDS is a public health epidemic that must be stopped. , sidney T Weatherlll Cape May

Caring People Savored a Life To The Editor: Recently, our son was involved in a serious automobile accident on the Garden State Parkway. He was trapped in the wreck with his arm pinned under the dashboard and in critical condition. At this point some remarkable things started to happen that resulted in the saving of his life. A passing motorist, seeing the crash, stopped and waited to flag down help while offering encouragement to our son. A second motorist stopped and then went on to summon needed rescue aide. Local and State Police arrived quickly, along with fire and rescue squads. IT WAS VERY late, very cold and ice and snowy conditions further complicated the rescue. As we understand it, an extraordinary effort on the part of all involved ensued. The Rio-Grande Fire and Rescue with the jaws-of-life" equipment literally cut away the part of the truck that held him trapped. Police worked hand and hand with the rescue people and he was off to the Emergency Room at Burdette-Tomlin Hospital. When we arrived, the Emergency Room team was already working to save his life. We were so impressed with the professionalism displayed and heartened by the consideration and caring offered to both our son and ourselves. The surgeon on call, Dr. Vinayak Sabnis, was kind, reasuring and confident. EMERGENCY SURGERY was successfully performed and he was moved to Intensive Care, where he and we received the same kind of understanding, caring professionalism that we had experienced from the start. Our Christmas was very special thanks to a lot of people who really care and give of their time for others whenever the call comes. The Police, Fire and Rescue squads, Burdette-Tomlin Hospital staff and the many friends and neighbors that offered their prayers, consolation and encouragement certainly have strengthened our faith in our fellow man. We are grateful to all and of course, thank God for delivering our son through this crisis. JOHN AND DONNA DUNWOODY (Cape May) Markets Milk Consumers To The Editor : Have the supermarkets forgotten there are two persons in a family today? I refer to the large packages of meat that are so prevalent today. One doesn't want to eat hamburger every day. The "Low Price Leader." (Shoprite) is just as high with its food prices, or even higher on some items. Someone is sure making a nice profit, and the consumer is really taking it. VINCENT McMAHON Villas

— Lasting on My Last Legs The Prelude Broke My Fever

By JOE ZELNIK I've been feeling better since I hit my head. This is not one of those jokes about how good it feels when you stop hitting yourself. But 1 hit my head on the roof of my daughter's Honda Prelude and that helped cure my most recent case of new car fever. New car fever is a disease that strikes me every couple ., years. Even though my brain knows that I am doomed to a lifetime of "previously owned" autos. my heart occasionally gets inflamed. My 1976 Olds Delta and I have had our ups and downs in recent months. Last fall, something in the left rear wheelwell rusted through and a jaggedy piece was hanging dangerously close to my tire. I conferred with my mechanical consultant. Gary Rudy, and he advised minor surgery — hacksawing it off. I did that, with no complications, but there is something about putting a hacksaw to one you love. SHORTLY AFTER THAT I added insult to injury. I had promised my car a party when its odometer reached 150,000. 1 looked down one day and saw it had swept by and I had forgotten. Some cars would react to an oversight like lhat by punishing their owners, whether by coughing, flooding, failing to start. To its credit, my car never did that. ' Our relationship rebounded in December when a visitor from Marmora commented that "We both have the same car." We went out to the parking lot, raised hoods and marveled at the massive engines. "Bet I have more miles than you," he said. "I have 150,000 I said with pride. "I have 250.000," he gloated A lesser man than I would have winced at being bested, '■ but my reaction was. God this thing will go another ' 100.000. THEN STARTED the incidents that led to new car ' fever. The first twinge was felt as I exited a freeholder . meeting the same time as environmentalist Ruth Fisher. ' As I headed for my car, she commented, "Still driving the I bomb, I see." ' This was an unnecessarily cruel comment and you may have noticed that Fisher's name no longer appears in this

paper. But the remark stayed with me, causing me many a sleepless night. Was that what people thought of me and my car? Next came my brother-in-law who recently purchased a Ford Mustang GT, or ET, or BLT or something. Anyway, he took me for a ride over the hills and dales surrounding West Chester. He drives like he just robbed a bank which, considering what the car cost, he should. The car rides like a dream and started me dreaming. SO THERE I WAS. either lying awake brooding about my "bomb," or dreaming of new cars. I took my concerns to my wife. "Your car is fine," she assured me. "Besides, 1 read that cars are just like their owners." Tears welled in my eyes, first of pain, then sorrow, then anger. "You mean you think I'm rusty, worn out, on my last legs," I shouted. "No. no," she backtracked. "I think you and your car are adorable." "Well-built," she added, obviously straining. "You've got lasting power," she concluded in a final effort to repair the damage. SHE MEANT WELL, but the harm had been done Then, only hours later. Gov. Kean added to my malaise. In his "State of the State" message he asked all New Jerseyans to "work toward the year 2000." In 2000, I calculated, my car would be 24 years old, probably needing a muffler, shocks, hoses. How depressing. I began to spend my waking hours looking at ads, fantasizing sporty-looking cars whose prices started at $15,000, just about what I paid for my first house in 1962. Why waste a fantasy on a Yugo? Then, just in the nick of time came my daughter's visit in her Prelude. She let me drive it, my head hit. and I realized the cure to my illness. No one in his right mind would lust for^a car in which he was uncomfortable. So I've been sitting in new cars and, thankfully, hitting my head. Challengers, Chargers. Caminos, Camaros Fiats, Ferraris, Fieros, Sciroccos. Peugeots, Fuegos and Alpha Romeos. 600s, 6000s and 280 Zs. RXs, SXs and Volvo GTs. If I sit real tall and stretch my neck a little, I've been able to hit my head in almost all of 'em. For a few, I have to wear my Panama hat.