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The largest single cause of residential fires is COOKING FIRES.
In fact 30 – 36% of all fires in Canada start while cooking. Cooking fires cost home owners and the insurance industry billions.
Let’s discuss what we know, and what we can do to mitigate the risks and costs.
In virtually all cases cooking fires are caused by inattention. Stovetop fires seldom happen when someone is actively attending to the stove. But only a few minutes of unattended cooking and your home could be a complete loss; with people injured or killed, months of cleanup, paperwork and insurance issues to deal with.
We all get distracted, the phone rings, someone comes to the door or something interesting grabs your eye on the TV, it can happen to the best and sharpest; But there are two groups who greatly increase the risk of cooking fires; both the young and the seniors.
· Mistake one: Not watching the pan
· Mistake two: When a stovetop fire starts they panic and react poorly.
· Mistake three: They try to pick up the pan to carry it somewhere, burn their hands then spill the flaming grease spreading the fire.
· Mistake four: WATER, throwing water on a cooking fire seems to be instinctive, but it is the worst thing you can do and may cost you your life. When water hits high temperature fats or oils in the pan it instantly turns to steam, expanding to over 1500 times its size in an instant, it drives the fire like an explosion and can engulf a kitchen in a split second.
The demographic profile of society is rapidly changing. Within the next decade the senior population is predicted to rise from 13% of the current population, to 20%.
The senior population is the fastest growing segment in Canada; and therefore deserves close attention. As seniors live longer and more independent lives thanks to improved health care and medical advances, there will be a corresponding increase in fires caused by seniors.
Older adults account for 35 percent of fire deaths. Seniors are more at risk, due to many factors including medications, mobility, mental & physical illness, and declining mental acuity; seniors are not only at increased risk of starting a fire, but also of dying in residential fires.
Is there anyone less attentive than a teenager with something else on their mind?
When a teenager is cooking unsupervised, it only takes a phone call or text from a friend to send them running to the web to see the most recent viral content. It might only be the scream of a smoke alarm that brings them back to what they were doing; which may be too late to take effective action. Young parents are frequently sleep deprived, and preoccupied with the children. A baby’s cry or yell for mom, can distract from the focus on the stove.
Depending on what was cooking and type of smoke detectors used, some cooking fires can ignite and burn for well over a minute before the smoke alarm activates. Fires often double in size every minute. This exponential growth means a small pan fire can cause an un-survivable flashover situation in as little as 4 minutes.
While virtually all types of residential fires have been in decline throughout Canada over the last decades, the same can’t be said about cooking fires; which have actually increased by 18% from 2003 – 2013 and injuries caused by cooking fires have increased at an even higher rate.
You would think that over time our furniture and possessions would be less prone to fire, but you’d be wrong.
Today the materials that make up our homes, and furniture is actually not only more flammable but creates more toxic gases than in the past, the plastics and manmade materials burn hotter and faster; resulting in faster flashover conditions and lower survival rates for those trapped in this smoky hell.
Excellent, glad to hear it! Smoke alarms and extinguishers save lives and buildings, but Extinguishers can be problematic as well. Most cooking fires start when there is no one watching the pan, so there is no one to use the extinguisher early on, while it can still be contained.
Smoke alarms can take anywhere from 30 seconds to 3 minutes before they sound for cooking fires.
In that time the fire has likely grown to about 5 times its original size.
Most people don’t know how to use an extinguisher.
You are not a fire fighter because you have a fire extinguisher, making a mistake at this point can make things worse .
Are you or your family going to remember this, react quickly and effectively to extinguish this fire?
Depending on who you speak with, an average kitchen fire can range from $25,000 to well over $100,000. The cost of kitchen fires has been increasing as well. The average dollar cost of a kitchen fire has increased 73% between 2003 & 2013
Sprinklers are the best solution, but not a likely upgrade to the average home or apartment.
Another fact is Sprinklers cause a lot of damage, it would be preferential if a less damaging system could intercede before the sprinklers.
Commercial kitchens are required to have fire suppression systems because they’re proven to work. There are other fire suppression systems designed for residential cook tops but they cost thousand and require plumbing and installation by professionals.
These choices are obviously not a retrofit solution for residential kitchens.
I would love to be able to tell you of a range of solutions, but the fact is; there is only one affordable, automated, easy to install and extremely effective, residential cook top fire suppression solution on the market; and its called StoveTop FireStop
Also perfect for the cottage, or rental suites
by Cliff Couch
On Friday September 16th I spent the day getting re-acquainted with a friend from my teenage years by the name of Michael Burtch. His father was the minister at Trinity United Church then. Michael is a sculptor, a musician, an art historian and still a nice guy. He also co-produced and starred in a movie called “Painted Land, In Search of the Group of Seven”. You probably saw posters advertising it around town. Our day ended at the North Kawartha Community Centre where Michael introducing the movie. About 70 people attended the showing of the film and I must say it was really good. I don’t say that because Mike is a friend, I really enjoyed it. He also took questions after the showing. The photography was spectacular. It has been on TVO and the CBC Documentary Channel has purchased the rights so it will also be shown there. If you get a chance to catch it on either channel. I highly recommend you watch it. It was nice to find out that Mike first became interested in the arts while he was living in Apsley. It was a great day all round and I am really glad I got to catch up with Mike. I look forward to the many other projects he has on the go.
A big thank you must go out to the North Kawartha Public Library for hosting this event and to Debbie Hall for securing the venue and putting out all the advertising.
On the main street of Apsley, back in 1920, there was an old store and house not being used. They were on the property across from the current liquor store. The Anglican Church bought the property and buildings for $2200. The old store was turned into the Parish Hall and the old house was restored for the Rectory. Alterations of the house and store were completed. The old counters were re-used to make a roomy stage at little cost. Behind the stage a large kitchen was made and a couple of small anterooms on each side. By the end of the year, the Parish Hall was well established as the center of the community. The house was ready for the new priest in charge to move in with his wife and family. A generous gift of used pews from All Saints Anglican Church in Peterborough helped set up seating in the hall.
Reverend Spence’s wife Hannah, started the Junior Auxiliary Club (JA) and the Young Peoples’ Association. She also formed a Girl Guides group. Rev. Spence and Hannah were responsible for many dramatic events. He directed and produced plays that she wrote and also did set design. The drop curtain in front of the stage in the Parish Hall was covered by an oil painting of an old-fashioned English cottage and garden done by Hannah Spence. It was admired by all that saw it over many decades. The small anterooms were used as changing rooms for the ‘actors’, many of who were from the area.
In the early years, the Hall was open three nights a week. Behind the Hall was the old Apsley outdoor skating rink. The church ladies served sandwiches, hotdogs and hot drinks. They were open for all the hockey games.
As the years went on the Parish Hall became the hub for most things going on in the village. Interest grew to include
meetings for lectures, Mens’ club, gymnastics, Girl Guides, plays and different entertainment that took place. There were many dances held there, wedding receptions, Saturday night dances. We were lucky to have many musical performers, Three Men and a Lady played (the original Leahy family), plus Sid McCauley and Band played a lot there. One lady told me that her boyfriend would say to her, “Come on. We’re going to the hall to stomp and scream with Jim and Jean!” (part of Sid’s band) Oh what good times!
Every Monday night Ivan Gunter came from Coe Hill and showed movies. The beautiful curtain would be pulled back, down came a white screen and soon the movie would be on. As you came through the front door, on your left was a ticket booth. 25 cents to get in. Before you went to the movies you went to Max Smith’s store (now the Heart of Apsley). If you were lucky and had done your chores you got the 25 cents you needed to go to the movies plus more: 10 cents for a Pepsi, 10 cents for a bag of chips and 5 cents for black balls (3 for a penny). What a treat.
What a wonderful time we had in the old Parish Hall. One of my greatest memories was when the Hillbilly Jewels came. Brownie on the violin sang a song that is still on my mind. “I love my rooster. My rooster loves me.” The Jewels later became the Brown Family and went on to be quite famous.
Every Sunday night we had fun at the Young Peoples’ meetings. Also once a week, we had JA led by church deacon Miss Jones. She taught us sewing, knitting, cooking, baking and various crafts. She could make anything with a pair of scissors and a piece of paper. In JA, at the end of every meeting, Doreen McIlmoyle or Rosalie McColl would read a chapter from Maggie Muggins. At the end of each chapter, the character old Mr. McGarrity would say “I don’t know what will happen tomorrow.” We could hardly wait until the next week. Miss Jones also ran a Little Helpers program for pre-school children.
In 1956 our Parish Hall was commissioned to be torn down by Charlie Smith. He used two of the doors in a boathouse on Jack’s Lake. A new Rectory was built between 1954 and 55. The basement of St. George’s Anglican Church was used to continue some of the Parish Hall clubs but the wonderful dances, movies and plays were gone with the Parish Hall. For a magical time, we had a great place for the young and the old to meet and celebrate.
The woman standing in front of the Shell garage in September’s issue was Marilyn (Windsor) Dunford. She was Kim Dunford’s (Home Hardware owner) Mother.
The sub-committee of Reflections of Our Village will recognize the service and contributions to our community of the following people, Bob Harvey, Mike Heaps, Jim Whelan, and Dr. Wag Rayes. Please join us for the ceremony and refreshments on Friday October 21st at 7pm at the North Kawartha Community Centre. Looking forward to seeing everyone there.
With climate change influencing the spread of insects like ticks and mosquitoes into areas that were previously too cold, people living in the Peterborough area will need to adapt to a new reality that includes living with the threat of Lyme Disease. About 400 Ontarians contracted the disease in 2015, with indications that these numbers will only grow, as the tick that carries the infection continues to make more parts of the province its home. Ontario has many high risk areas, mostly nestled along the northern shores of Lake Erie, Ontario and the St. Lawrence River. But ticks can hitch a ride on a passing migratory bird, or a deer, and show up anywhere. Last year, Peterborough Public Health (PPH) found positive ticks in Havelock as well as inside the city of Peterborough. What is currently a “low risk” situation seems poised to grow into one where the risk requires more of our attention and action.
The province is already off and running: it released a 10-step plan focusing on building public awareness through the provision of updated resources, toolkits and education in early August. It should become easier to find well-researched, up to date information on the provincial Lyme Disease web page. As the black-legged tick, the carrier of the Lyme Disease bacteria, is not endemic yet in Peterborough, we are still encouraging community members to submit any ticks that have been removed from a human so that we can test it. First we test to identify whether or not it is Ixodes Scapularis, otherwise known as the blacklegged tick. Secondly, we test Ixodes to see if it is infected with Borrelia burgdorferi, the bacteria that causes Lyme Disease.
This changing reality means that we must change our behaviours, as prevention of Lyme Disease is quickly becoming more of a priority. Gone are the days when we could be cavalier and gallivant through the woods in our flip flops and shorts. To prevent ticks from attaching, we need to cover up and apply a repellent like DEET. Tucking long pants into our socks, and spraying with DEET is an effective way to reduce our risk of an exposure. Ticks can’t fly – they usually position themselves on tall grass and bushes and wait for a ride on a passing host. Summer months carry the highest risk of infection because that is when the tiny nymphs are hungry and feeding. Unlike adults, the nymphs are hard to see, hence the advice to wear light coloured clothing to assist in detection.
Once the ticks have attached, we have 24 hours to find them and remove them before there is a risk of transmitting Lyme Disease. Ticks feed slowly, taking about three to seven days to take a complete blood meal, and gradually enlarging in size so that they become more visible. Daily inspection, perhaps at night, before taking a shower, is recommended. Prompt removal is key to preventing illness – and this is easily done with fine tipped tweezers to grasp the tick as close to the skin as possible. It can then be dropped into a screw-top bottle and brought to PPH for testing.
Protecting ourselves with clothing and repellents, and conducting daily inspections for tick removal should become part of our routine habits, like brushing our teeth or washing our hands. The federal Framework on Lyme Disease Act will ensure that Canada develops a comprehensive plan to address the prevention and treatment of Lyme Disease in a consistent way across this country, as the risk grows. But this is not something we can leave to the politicians or to physicians to solve. Protecting ourselves against Lyme Disease will become the responsibility of each and every one of us in a world that is warming up. Hopefully that should also motivate us to keep climate change first and foremost in our minds as one of the most important environmental and health issue facing all of us.
In a village, anywhere in Ontario there is ‘a Freddie’, who always had a sidekick, a Bob or Ray, a Rick or Roy, a Dave or Pete. This Freddie’s side kick was Dave. He was not the brightest of sorts or maybe he had a conscience. Freddie was notorious for pranks or helping himself to neighbour’s gardens, or their fruit trees, or maybe the odd pumpkin. In this village was an elderly woman, all the kids called her Nana Myller. She was a very kind senior, making real good cookies and treats for all, and Halloween was a smorgasbord of treats.
In January, Nana Myller went to be with her Lord, pneumonia, the village rumour mill said. The house was to be maintained by a local property company. As Winter turned to Spring and then to Fall, it was apparent that the company did nothing and was not fulfilling their obligation. Nan Myller’s perfectly kept house and gardens became overgrown with weeds and the lawn looked like a hayfield. Meanwhile Freddie and his side kick Dave were bragging about their Halloween feats.
“Nana’s House,” Freddie said “would be spray painted, egged and soaped, and a brick thru the window.” Dave said nothing. Freddie continued “The old car in the garage would probably be well pranked. It is a 1955 Buick 4 door hard top in pristine condition.”
Dave said nothing.
Don, at the local filling station, was getting ready to close up at the regular 10 p.m. As he looked up from the cash register a Vintage 1953 Chevy Truck, bright red, appeared. Don did not hear the truck or could remember seeing it drive in. As Don approached the pump island a very imposing figure emerged from the vehicle. Tall, he was very tall, well over 6 feet and dressed entirely in black with a heavy lined face and a full moustache. A deep voice spoke to Don.
“Fill it up please.” The voice seemed to rise from his boots. A eerie silence as both men never spoke.
“One suitcase?” Don inquired.
“Yep.” replied the stranger.
“No hotels.” Don responded.
“Don’t need one,” the stranger replied “staying at my Aunts place.”
“Aunts?” Don questioned.
“Yep, known in these parts as Nana Myller.”
“Truck’s filled with gas” Don said.
“How much?” asked the stranger.
“ Forty-four dollars,” Don said.
The stranger handed him a fifty dollar bill. Don surprised replied to the stranger “American Dollars? I will have to figure out the exchange.”
“No bother,” replied the stranger “keep the change.”
Don stood beside the pumps and thought, sudden impact by noon tomorrow. Will the village ever by the same. September moved quickly into October and as Halloween approached Freddie and Dave never missed bragging.
“If that cowboy is in the house we’ll just carry on. No backing down by myself or Dave.” Freddie said.
Finally the hollow night arrived. Freddie and Dave never bothered to dress in costumes.
“Eggs ready Dave?” asked Freddie“Yep” mumbled Dave.
“Bricks, ready Dave?” asked Freddie
“Bricks,” Dave asked Freddie “What do we need bricks for?”
“Big window in the front,” Freddie said.
“No. No. Freddie, please just soap.” Dave pleaded.
“No, just as planned,” Freddie spoke. “We go into the garage first, break the windshield, then drag the board with the nails over the paint.”
“Please Freddie. Lets just soap and eggs,” pleaded Dave.
Too late, Freddie had the door to the garage open.
“The door wasn’t locked,” Dave spoke, “it could be a trap.”
“To late Dave,” Freddie replied in a giggly high pitched squeak, “I’m in!”
Dave nervously looked to his left then his right. Then with one hand on the door, suddenly felt a movement at his feet. Looking down he saw large black tubes, looking like snakes the size of bicycle tire tubes moving over his shoes. Too frightened to speak or move. Then out of the corner of his eye he caught the movement in a large oak tree. A huge figure crouched on a limb. A hat pulled over his ears, and large flowing cape, spread out like wings. As the figure swooped out of the tree Dave was gone. Slamming the door shut as he left freaked out Freddie. Dave headed out the lane way and straight for home right by the trick and treaters walking home chattering to themselves. Dave ran past as fast as he could. “Hey Dave” they yelled, “look at all the treats!” Dave never missed a beat, he was already home.
Back in the garage Freddie had lost his nerve. “Dave,” yelled Freddie “open the door.”
There was no answer. Freddie looked around now scared. Then he spotted movement from the back of the car. Slowly the figure rose upwards, became larger, the arms slowly moved from the face, a monster face. Freddie was hysterical, slamming against the door, when suddenly it swung open, hanging on one hinge. Freddie bolted out, stepping on the squirming tubes, he heard a voice, “Freddie, Freddie,” the voice deep and raspy. Freddie looked up at the figure dark and imposing cape spread out. It left its perch on the tree, and swooped at Freddie. Freddie headed for home, his legs moving as fast as they could. He ran past the same group of Halloweeners as Dave.
“Freddie,” called the group and suddenly one of the closest kids yelled “smell, oh yuck. Did you fall in the outhouse?” The rest of the kids shouted “yuck!”
When Freddie arrived at home the door was locked. Freddie pounded on the door until his mother opened it. She stood aghast “Fred! Go to the garage and I will bring water and clothes. Why did you mess yourself?”
Now cleaned up, Freddie sat in his room looking out the bedroom window, when suddenly he saw two blocks over, high in a oak tree, a very imposing figure. Freddie snapped the curtain shut.
The next day or so a customer asked Don, “have you seen the stranger?”
“He left right after Halloween,” Don replied. “He rented the house to a family. Had Nana Myllar’s Buick on a trailer.”
“What did he do for a living?” asked the customer.
“Special effects artist for the major movie studios.” replied Don.
In every village somewhere in Ontario, Halloween is gone for another year.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO EVERYONE
Written by R. Richard Anderson
Edited ELJ Anderson
Roy (standing in the photo at left) was living in Apsley when he enlisted with the Canadian Expeditionary Force in 1916 and was working as a policeman. He had grown up in the community and attended the Burleigh #2 school on Hwy 28. Garfield (seated in photo) may have been living in Peterborough when he enlisted. Payson was working as a farmer in Apsley when he enlisted in June 1918. Their father was George Washington Coones (brother of Benjamin Franklin Coones and therefore were cousins of Tom and John Coones described in last months issue) and their mother was Jessie Anne Clifford.
Garfield was injured and returned to Canada to recuperate, unfortunately he died of his injuries on January 21, 1919 and is buried in the Whitefish Cemetery near Sudbury, Ontario.
Roy was awarded a Military Medal for: “Conspicuous bravery and devotion to duty in that he, while acting as Platoon Sergeant in the attack in front of Avion on June 28, 1917, showed great courage and under heavy shelling and machine gun fire led his men to their objective and assisted his platoon Commander Lipsett in placing the men in the most advantages fire positions. The success of the operation was largely due to his coolness and utter disregard for self. This man has done excellent work on patrol and by his influence has stimulated a spirit of fearlessness amongst his platoon”.
Roy was injured and exposed to toxic gas during an attack. He returned to Canada to recuperate but unfortunately lost his life due the exposure to the toxic gas and died on October 8, 1918 and is buried with his brother at the Whitefish Cemetery.
Payson survived the war and records do not indicate if he was married or had children after returning to Canada. He died in Belleville, Ontario.
Zadock and Everett (photo at left) were another set of twins born in Apsley on February 9, 1898. Their father was William Hales. Both men returned to Canada.
Photo source of Apsley Women’s Institute History Book.
Isaac and Benjamin JONES were the sons of Annie Louisa Lean (1/2 sister of Thomas Lean, former owner of marina that is now The Anchorage) and Benjamin Jones. Benjamin Sr. was a blacksmith in Apsley and also a Municipal Counselor. Annie was active in the community and helped organize the Women’s Auxiliary in Apsley to raise money for the war effort, organized support boxes and knitted socks for the soldiers and eventually facilitated the establishment of the Red Cross Outpost Hospital in Apsley after the war.
Benjamin Jr. enlisted in December 1915 and Isaac enlisted in November 1916. In a letter Benjamin wrote to his friend Norman James who lived in Apsley, he described England as “this is some country believe me I thought England [was] behind the time[s] regarding their methods of farming but she is 100 times ahead of what I have seen.” Also, in the letter he mentions that “Tom and John [Coones] are up the line doing business”. He ended with that “we all agreed that we were all going back to Canada again”.
Sadly, Benjamin died in action at Vimy Ridge on April 12, 1917. Isaac died of his wounds on August 10, 1918. Both men are buried in France but different cemeteries.
No photo of them at print time
While the Apsley soldiers and nurses were overseas in Europe, the Apsley residents (mothers, wives, older men and children) remained supportive of the young men and women who had enlisted in the Canadian Expeditionary Force and Medical Corp.
During the war, there were many ways in which Canadians were expected to participate in the war effort. During the war, pressure was placed on women to do their part. Not only were they encouraged to support and encourage their husbands and sons to enlist in the Canadian Expeditionary Force but they were also encouraged to participate in voluntary organizations, farm the land to produce food for family and community, work in factories, support one another in the community, and rationed supplies.
The Apsley Patriotic League and the Women’s Auxiliary were two voluntary organizations that were formed in Apsley. Both volunteer groups raised money, rolled bandages, knitted socks, mitts, sweaters, and scarves for the men serving overseas. They assembled gift boxes about the size of a greeting card box that were sent to the Apsley soldiers. The boxes contained news and letters from Apsley, photos, candies, cigarettes and knitted items to keep them warm.
In 1915, the Apsley Patriotic League organized a fund raiser, two hundred and twenty local residents donated one dollar (approximately the equivalent of $25 today) and their names were embroidered on a quilt. The quilt was on display in October 2014 at the North Kawartha Community Center in Apsley by the Burleigh Road Historical Society.
The Women’s Auxiliary organized “send-off” and “welcome home” parties for soldiers and helped to establish the Apsley cenotaph.
Many women who lived on Apsley farms were faced with the reality that they had to maintain the family farm themselves, as well as raise the children, while the husbands, sons and hired labourers were off at war. Some families moved in together to share the work load by living together in one home. While younger women and older children worked side-by-side planting, harvesting, caring for livestock, milking cows and managing the finances being added to women’s normal farm chores. Grandmothers often cared for the youngest children unable to help with the farm chores.
Canada’s contributions during the war years would have been very different if it were not for the vital roles women played on the home front. The war effort encompassed all Canadians, and women did their fair share and more, achieving and sacrificing a great deal in the cause of peace and freedom.
Fire Chief Jesse Lambe
The North Kawartha Emergency Services is a department of the municipality that provides fire and emergency protection services to the Township. The uniqueness of the area requires our department to provide a dynamic service to meet the needs of the local and seasonal residents. The NKFD responds to a variety of calls from minor medical emergencies to major catastrophes. We also respond to emergency calls in the Kawartha Highlands Signature Site Park, which include search and rescues, ice and water rescues, and various medical emergencies. We provide educational services (public education seminars), attend local regattas and cottage association AGM’s, and work closely with other organizations within the municipality. We also work closely with other fire and emergency services and agencies in the county.
Due to the geographical area that the Township of North Kawartha is located in, our emergency service personnel must be trained to respond to a variety of emergency situations. Each member receives training in fire rescue, wild land forest firefighting, ice and water rescue, auto extrication, search and rescue, and medical response (just to name a few). Emergency service personnel are required to attend bi-weekly training sessions as well as participate in initiatives of their own (e.g. complementary training such as driver training, pump operations, SCBA drills, boat operations, familiarization of local lakes and waterways). As you can see, being a member of the NKFD requires a lot of commitment and effort on behalf of the emergency services personnel. These individuals are dedicated to serving the community and make many personal and family sacrifices to do so. As an organization, we appreciate these sacrifices to keep our community safe.
I can’t believe how fast the months roll around. It seems like just yesterday I was writing my last article and here we are again. I would also like to remind people to continue to write their letters of support for our school, it is important for the Board of Education to know our views during the whole decision period.
For anyone that may not know us, my family lives on the corner of The South Road and this used to be one of the original school houses to the area. I believe it was a school house in 1918.
Of course there has been many changes to the property since then but this school house has become a comfort zone for my husbands family and now ours for many years since his parents passing.
Over the years we have had many passer bys stop and ask if they could take pictures to show their grandparents whom were now in nursing homes, how much a piece of their history had changed.
When doing the electrical update my husband stumbled across school documents in the attic, very old but still in tact. It was interesting to see some of the names on the attendance sheet. One of which was very near and dear to our heart named Elgin Landon. When I spoke to Elgin about these documents a huge smile appeared and a sparkle in his eye as he reminisced about his childhood. He then asked if we would have a copy made for his keeping, and we did. He was our neighbour many years before his passing. We loved to take a walk and go visit him and his wife Phyllis. He always had a huge smile, a hug and a funny story or two to tell. He passed on a few years ago, I am guessing approximately seven and with Phyllis’ failing health their house is now up for sale. It saddens me to think that time passes by so quickly and our long time neighbours are becoming memories. Perhaps the great thing about memories is the fact that nobody can take them away. With Thanksgiving just around the corner, make sure to enjoy your family and friends and I encourage you to make memories, take pictures and enjoy!
Until Next Time, Councillor Kruger
Coe Hill Community Center
Sunday at noon Badminton & Tues at 5 pm Badminton 613-334-0948
Thurs evenings 6 to 8 volleyball
North Hastings Childrens Services
Offering a Coe Hill Play group On Monday mornings from 10 am until 12 pm at the Pavillion also known as the rink
come out with your little people play learn and grow together
Coe Hill Legion
Oct 2 dart tournament registration 9:00 to 9:45- blind draw-play to hopefully start by 10- pre register by calling Sean Thompson at 613-337-8747 of John Ditchburn at 705-930-4643 10.00 per person.
Euchre Mon nights at 7:30, Thurs nights at 7:00
Card Bingo Wed night @ 7:00
Mon 10 am to 11 am VON smart exercise
Mon 2pm to 4 pm Chair volleyball
Tues 10 am to 11 am Chair yoga
Tues 2 pm to 4 pm folk art with an instructor
Tues 6 pm to 8 pm weight loss program
Wed 9:30 am to 10:30 am beginner line dancing 10:30 to 11:30 advance line dancing
Wed 1Pm to 4pm Quilting
Thurs 10 am to 11 am VON smart excercise
Fri line dancing same times as above
Fri evening Team darts starts first friday of oct Please register by Sept 30th
General Meeting Third Sunday of Oct At 1 pm For more information contact Bob Woodley 613 337 5551