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And she went on to make a plea for “con- tinuous learning” for everyone. She said “we ci-n take courses to up-grade our profession. We can study painting, pottery or other handi- l-zafts. But we also need c0urses to develop t eative thinking â€" courses in literature, poli- t ,al theory or many other subjects . . , Spe- . 'ulists tell us that we are using only fifteen to 'enty per cent of our brains. Automation ..ay give us the opportunity to learn to use e other eighty per cent.” Mrs. Matheson emphasized women’s respon- Hility to “build bridges of understanding.” not vly with farâ€"off countries, but in our own mutt-y, our own province, our own commu- nity. She pointed out opportunities for women to serve to promote safety in the home, on the farm and on the highwayâ€"particularly to cul- tivate safety habits in young people. And she quoted this poem written by C. Day Lewis for the National Federation of Women’s In- stitutes of Great Britain: “We must graft young concern 0n the old stock, and turn Fresh soil to feed fresh tastes and hungers. Strange And hazed the future lies Ahead. Be weatherwise, Meeting its challenge, changing with its change.” Quotes From the National Conference on Aging as much as the older adult needs the young; and it is our responsibility to help .ring the older person into the mainstream of .ommunity life so that we and our children nay profit from his years of living“ â€" Lola Wilson, National Department of Health and Welfare, Ottawa. “In Nashville, Tennessee, a senior citizens’ training program was established for the pur- pose of training older people to serve in speci- Ffied community activities. Graduates, paid or volunteer, have served in the organization of clubs and day centres for older people, help- ing to direct the tutoring service for school dropouts and potential college freshmen, and developing a lip reading class." â€" Lola Wilson. Ottawa. YOUNG PEOPLE NEED the older adult ll; :9: >2: Earlbam in Iowa, 3 small community with a population of 800 first planned to build a nursing home for its senior citizens; then re- versed its decision and started a range of comâ€" munity services for the aged and chronically ii]. In the next two years the following services were established: visiting homemakers. visit- ing nurses, handyman service, friendly visiting. telephone visiting, a community centre, coun- filling, meals-on-wheels, transportation service. employment service. At the end of two years, construction of a nursing home began under Private auspices. "Many older women are widows who in their years of family life have become experts In human relations, in homemaking, in home nursing, in hestessing, in money management. Some older people, both men and women, have developed specialties for which they are famous among their friends. They need enâ€" couragement and support to use them to help SUMMER 1966 themselves and others.”â€"From the text of a speech by Jean Good distributed at the con- terence. >1: 4: “Out of sight, out of mind" could readily be applied to the old and senior members in many parishes today. There is a great deal more to living than just existing. Isolated from active participation they long for that personal Contact, that human touch. As we grow older we often feel lonely and forgotten. Most peo- ple today dread the thought of aging: they * i * TADOUSSAC Charles Bancroft I've seen the Thousand Islands In the beauty of the dawn; And sailed on Lake Ontario, \Vhen shades of night were drawn; I've wandered in Toronto; Climbed the "Mount" at Montreal; Run the great St. lawrence rapids, Where the waters swirl and fall. I've slept up in the Chateau, At Quebec; and known the thrill Of rambling through the "old town" And the fort upon the bill. I've felt the sacred beauty Of the splendor on Sag’nay; The warmth of homespun blankets That were made at Murray Bay. But in my soul's a hunger Once again for Tadoussac: The endless fascination Of its quaintness draws me back. I hear again the mission bell That calls the folks to prayer, And as I walk the city streets My heart is with them there. * * it 17