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Show A story about dogs EDITOR'S NOTE: We received re-ceived this letter reprinted from the RedwoodCity Tribune, Trib-une, April 22, from Rudy Kopf, who was a visitor to Milford last May. The story besides being humorous, shows what can happen when too stringent laws begin to infringe upon the personal rights of citizens. We do not infer that the situation has reached this point In Milford, but the makings are there, and it is possible. Ye ol' Ed does not subscribe to the theory of the Army drill sargeant, who penalizes the whole company because one recruit steps out of line. Once I recovered my sense. I took some pictures of the armada. It really became be-came comical at this point; even to the officers summoned. All this because an Irish setter was sitting in a neighbor's yard, with permission andconsent. The Humane Society officer wrote a citation for the dog being off his property and beat a hasty retreat; without the driver's license for identification. He did not fail to inform me that he would be back and cite every dog owner in the neighborhood neighbor-hood if the letter of the law was not observed. The point of this story is: (1) Why the zealous attitude at-titude of the Humane officer? (2) Why the extraordinary patrol activity? We hardly . ever see a police officer around here and they would give the neighborhood more peace of mind than the Humane Society. (3) Why the show of force? Is this desirable, to intimidate citizens and show the Humane officer's power. (4) Why not respond to com -plaints on dogs instead of enforcing laws unreasonably? un-reasonably? (5) Is this good use of our tax dollars? It is comical now, but it was very Intimidating when it was happening. We need some laws changed or more restraints on our Humane Society officers. s E. Robert Perry Portola Vallev exception. Ah, maybe we were born 30 years too soon, but somehow, I wouldn't trade those experiences for all the sophisticated cold type setups in the world. True, I've dozed on an im -posing stone too many nights in some back country shop; watched the sun comeup thru the back doors of a hundred hun-dred printing plants. Perhaps Per-haps I'm worn out and old before my time because of those long hours but I sure as hell don't feel like it but at any rate, "I remember when"! I've got to quit, I started start-ed out to sympathize with you in the loss of that beautiful, wonderful linecaster now I'm thinking about Stevenson molds, Dutchmen, type lice, boxwood quoins, Horton pulleys, pul-leys, Cheltenham type, California Cal-ifornia cases, C&P presses with Miller feeders, Post Envelope Presses, Omaha and Liberty folders Aw, the list is endless, including the old Wing mailer. Red, knowing you're bound to be Mormon and non-alcoholic, (and I seldom take a drink myself) I'm going up to the CrystalPalace and buy two beers and sit there alternately al-ternately hoisting them for both of us in memory of well, something or other. oth-er. The bureaucrats let's keep on giving 'em hell. Adios; Wayne Winters DEAR WAYNE; Yeah, us old-timers that can still remember the California Cal-ifornia job case find little consolation in the new com -puters that hyphenate at the third grade level, and toss a three -letter word on each end of the line and a gob of space in the middle. Speaking of the G-4-4, I never was lucky enough to own or work one until com -puters made them obsolete. But I can remember the old lino -graph, which went out of business in 1940 just after we bought a new one in 1938 and the old Empire Em-pire typesetter with three magazines inapyramid. The only one I know of left in existence is in a museum in Maryhill, Washington. I helped haul it there. Like you, I could go on forever with nostalgia-, and the knowledge that much change has not been for the best, but like with so many things, we 'must go with the times. But as you indicated we still have one thing left, that is important as ever and that is to continue to inform in-form our subscribers as best we can. Even though we know most will not follow through with the effort necessary to right the wrongs, and protect pro-tect their individual rights, and those of their neighbors. "Red" 4-4 and a V about ten (or was it eight?) years ago for less than the price I had paid for the magazines alone. It broke my heart! But what else can be done with them? I so well recall re-call for a year up in Wyoming in the late 1940's to afford $700 for a Ham -mond Glider saw. Yet I've seen them almost new go for $50 three or four years ago. Remember how thrilled we were with the Hammond Easycaster? I don't know how many shops I converted from type high to shell casting, cast-ing, or of buying good routers rout-ers instead of the tiny Pioneer Pio-neer hand job. Again, it was so wonderful wonder-ful to finally own a Nolan proof press to replace an old Doctor Miles job in a plant in Alabama (wish I has that Dr. Miles press now for an antique). And then think of all the drum cylinders we fed! Cranston, County Campbell, Babcock of perhaps a little lit-tle Mehile bobtail two -revolution job, or maybe a Whit-lock. Whit-lock. I thought I'd really arrived when I got my first Mehile 00 (The last one I had I paid $200 to have it torn down and hauled out and the guy who did it must have lost a bundle). Again, my first "own" Ludlow and Elrod were really real-ly something. True, I could hardly afford mats and molds, but they sure helped get some good papers out. By the way, that G-4-4 was quite a dream after beginning in my own plants with a high base Model Five Lino with solid ejector. The first "Tele" TTS I worked on was in 1941 in Vicksburg, Miss, and they had five of them (as I recall) re-call) all on Model 14's. How they ate mrits and space bands. Speaking of mats: When I began my apprenticeship apprentice-ship on a good-sized daily in the midwest in 1935, one of my first jobs was to sweep up under the Linos at the end of the shift. The foreman fore-man impressed on me the mats were very valuable and I had to watch out for them by telling me that some of them cost as much as ten cents each, and every one that went into the pot with the sweepings was like throwing away a dime (and dimes were of silver then), bet they run at least a buck and a half these days maybe more. Then I can recall scrounging scroung-ing ' machines from everywhere every-where after WWII In 1949 we put in a new daily The Morning Star inCas-per, inCas-per, Wyoming. I bought three old 14's from the Albuquerque Albuquer-que Journal a 26 from the Denver Post, and was thrilled thrill-ed to pieces to talk Mer-ganthaler Mer-ganthaler out of a brand new 31. That was quite a setup, but it sure worked. Come to think about it, we made -do with a lot of things in those days, in 1950 I owned the Grants (NM) Beacon Bea-con and had a pretty good Model 8 Lino. The pot went bad and I either couldn't afford or couldn't find a replacement re-placement short of the factory, fac-tory, so , installed the pot (electric) of a "B"Intertype and got away with it fine. Today with, all of the fin- , est, most modern equipment in the world at their fingertips, finger-tips, the shop that prints the WP&M is awfully late with composition. Lightning hit the power lines and a peak took out their computorsand they've had to go back to punching tape with their back up system. I can only think of one time in my life when I missed a pressday deadline that was the time we were putting a two -page skeleton chase of agate le-gals le-gals on six -point slugs on a Whit lock pony press. You know what happened I picked pi out from under that press for weeks. But I got help in a couple of plants in nearby towns, reset the legal, and got in the post-office post-office the next day. Perhaps I was more "dedicated" "ded-icated" in those days. I'm sure every other country coun-try publisher went through :he same thing, so I was no John R. McGuire, Chief U.S.F.S Dear Mr. McGuire: Your roadless area review re-view evaluation study has been incorrectly named. ..it should be RAPE 2. Our tax dollars support your never ending schemes to lock up the forests. ..put thousands of your vehicles on the roads continually wastingenergy... at times carrying low-level employees whose authority is disgustingly displayed and whose appearances at times are a disgrace to your bureaucracy. I have watched this thing grow into an armed dictatorship dictator-ship and all your policies coinciding with the All-Agencies All-Agencies review points to the fact that you also condone the October 21, 1976 Organic Act of the BLM, and both your agencies are nothing but land-grabbing thieves. I am stating here that you are a part of the machinery to dominate one third of our nation's land and that you should be put out of State of Oregon and the land should be put back into the people's hands, and your "Regionalism" disintegrated. disintegra-ted. When an agency such as yours becomes a monster. ..supported by our work and dollars. ..it is time to make some changes. ..I am doing my best to make these changes and constantly remind people that 1600 mining cabins in this State were burned down by the bureaus in the last two years. ..this makes your organization or-ganization look mighty dingy. We don't need your RARE 2. Sincerely, Mrs. Flcey Becker To the Editor: i We are a society of law j and order, but sometimes j those charged with enforcing the law lose their common sense. Such was the case i recently in Portola Valley. For the past six weeks, the Humane Society officer of San Mateo County has been overzealous in carrying out his duties. We have asmall, close neighborhood on Wynd-ham Wynd-ham Drive, which is a circle located one block off Portola Road. There are approximately approx-imately 20 homes located on the circle, most of which have dogs. All of the neighborhood neigh-borhood lives in harmony with the dogs as they are, pets for the children, com -pany for the adults, and pro - vide a sense of safety for all. Six weeks ago, one officer of the Humane Society began a 2-3 times daily patrol of our neighborhood. He informed in-formed us that he was there to enforce the law to the letter. No complaints were involved. He told us that more officers had been ..added to, .the San .Mateo. ', County Humane Society, and this made it possible to increase in-crease the patrol activity in this area. We informed him we were happy with the present situation sit-uation in our small community, and really did not need his services. His reply was, "I enforce the law and you obey it." Friday, April 7, my Irish setter was sitting in my neighbor's yard with my neighbor's consent, and the officer drove by, stopped his truck and ordered my dog home. He has been here enough to recognize all the dogs and where they live. He then proceeded to ring my doorbell until my neighbor neigh-bor came over and told him my wife was visiting in the neighborhood and she proceeded pro-ceeded to put my dog in my backyard. At this time, my son-in-law and daughter, arrived from Monterey, where he is attending the Naval Post-Graduate Post-Graduate School. The officer informed my son -in -law that he would have to be respon -sible for the dog, and proceeded pro-ceeded to write him a citation. My son -in -law protested pro-tested that he did not live here and had no responsibility, re-sponsibility, but the officer was adamant. My wife arrived at this point and the officer demanded her driver's license li-cense for identification and she refused. She called me at the office and I came home. By that time the officer's supervisor and another Humane Society officer had arrived on the scene. I identified myself and was asked for my driver's license, which I refused re-fused to produce. I did produce an employee sealed identification card with my picture and signature. This was not acceptable. The officer radioed for backup back-up help. There was no shouting, bad language or physical abuse of any kind. Within five minutes, there were two security patrol cars blocking my driveway, a California Highway Patrol car, a San Mateo County Sheriff's car,' a police helicopter hovering over the house, and the two Humane Society trucks in front of my house. Believe me, I was impressed and scared. Dear Red Wilson: I should be working on the WP&M instead of writing you, but the fancy computors are down in Sierra Vista where I print, and they are behind so I am actually ahead that statement takes some thinking and I wanted to commiserate with you a bit on your picture and statements state-ments relative to junking out your Intertype. The things that have happened hap-pened in the newspaper businesses bus-inesses in particular the printing industry in general, in the last score of years should not have happened to a dog. Or perhaps we were just so far behind the times that they should have taken place years earlier. I can particularly sympathize sym-pathize with you on the junking junk-ing of a perfectly good G- 4-4. I sold my last G- j |