Cattlemen received by Bush statement

There is not much you wouldn’t know about cattle after spending over 40 years among them, as I have. Fortunately, I left them before the start of the current crisis known as the “mad cow” disease.
But then, we have survived so many more problems than most industries. I’m sure somehow we’ll soon forget this one also. The fact that Canadian beef is being banned from U.S. import right now because of that disease–which was found in only one cow (Alberta)–bears investigation because the whole issue seems rather silly!
Despite the U.S. ban on Canadian beef imports, there was optimism over U.S. friendship towards Canada expressed last week by President Bush’s brother, who is governor of Florida. He said the two countries need to focus on their strong ties and not soil their long history of friendship.
This gave rise to hopes concerning the main difficulty of the moment, the Canadian beef situation. The Florida Bush said “I know my brother pretty well. He recognizes the importance of this relationship, and he’s not going to do anything to undermine it.”
About the only diseases known to most of us have been bruccelosis or “Bang’s Disease” which can cause abortions and sometimes cases of footrot from too much wet weather. Both these were on the mild side.
Governments sent veterinarians among our herds on occasion to inoculate the female bovines.
But cases of the deadly anthrax known to kill off American herds have been rare, if ever, north of the border.
Canadian stockmen are justifiably proud of this healthy record despite growing agitation against our products which we believe related to the greed that can accompany competition.
We say leave us alone and enjoy the best meat ever to come on the world markets, a claim that until now has gone unchallenged!
We know all breeds of cattle, both beef and dairy, and stand alone in our success at cross-breeding. British Herefords were always in great demand on U.S. ranges for improving cattle quality when the Americans were dissatisfied with their old longhorns.
We added bulls of several breeds to our own herds over the years. After starting with lots of Shorthorn cows, we included the dual-purpose type which also gave us rich milk to fatten their calves quickly.
Our farmers added bulls of many breeds, including the white-faced Hereford, the black Aberdeen Angus, and grey Galloway from Scotland, the white Charolais from France and even the tall, fiercely-horned Brahmas from India.
I remember the Brahma from the days of Ralph Hartry who showed them at the Emo fair.
Bud Cain and his boys at Devlin, possessors of possibly the largest district herd here for years, showed what other red breeds could do for you, but the black and also red Angus became popular and many Americans found the black polled or hornless to their liking, especially for east of calving.
A common complaint of the Angus was sometimes disdain for fences because they show a tendency to slip between the barbed wires. This helped introduce electric fencing.
While we’re at it here, there are few known reasons for some breeds being easier to manage than others. In this district, with its abundance of summer pasture, it still takes hundreds of acres of land and many thousands of dollars for machinery.
So having made these investments, it comes as a low blow that our biggest market has been trying to discourage us with repetitious complaints and suspicions like the “mad cow” disease.
Coincidentally, this could be political and relating to known animosity heard often against Canadian preferring to stay out of the U.S. war with Iraq. Now it seems to require little provocation to bring on loss of sales to the U.S., such as over whether our cattle are fit to eat! This was never before in any doubt!
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I discovered recently that I have attained a popular age, or at least none of my peers I have had opportunity to compare notes with seemed to have been suffering much at my level of life.
The latest was Irvine Dick, with whom I attended classes once in old Robert Moore. Then there was Keonard Olson, a former grinder room worker whose home is now Conmee Township to the east, whom I met with his sister, Vivian at the clinic the other day, and a Norwegian of the same age and just as healthy who came visiting from Florida. Fond of fishing, he reported the walleye are numerous down there also.
All knocking on 80, like myself, and generally feeling just fine about it too, while still insisting there’s a good life!
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While everyone else in the area has just about lost confidence in recovery of our creeks and rivers, we are hearing our golfers claiming their Kitchen Creek is looking as full as ever. They believed the surrounding muskeg must be overflowing from recent rains.
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Boris Gogosha, who lost both legs above the knees to diabetes, doesn’t suffer from lack of conversation and, in fact, can still give you lots to listen to at 65. A full-time resident of Rainycrest, Boris may get into his eating preferences and how he keep his strength up for wheel-chairing by eating lots of vegetables.
Before his losses, Boris used to accompany an uncle, Bill Badiuk, around the farms while Bill sold machinery. Once he helped find Bill’s wallet in a plowed field by following a disc over the furrows until the wallet came to light. Try that one sometime!
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Macular degeneration is an eye ailment that had no known cure until last week when U.S. newsman Paul Harvey announced that an American child had been treated successfully with a vitamin mixture.
This ailment was becoming quite common here, I learned from people inquiring about my own recent treatment for cataracts. Several other happier patients have also been reported in the past few days.
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The Scots musicians and dancers led by Dr. Bruce Lidkea here are catching loads of applause and can’t appear often enough to satisfy us, especially those with roots in the Hebrides.
Everyone remembers the last such band whose leaders included John Fadyk and Freeman Krienke.
But that was when our Scottish war brides had raised their own pipers here and that band is long gone.
Before them, I remember only Benny Fawcett, a lonely piper with few if any others around in the pre-war days.
So, keep ‘em going, Bruce! I don’t suppose it’s necessary here to recall what the Germans called the first kilted Scots they met in the first war trenches. The enemy declared they were “the ladies from hell!”
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Meeting Mr. and Mrs. Harold Herrem out for supper the other night, I wondered where they were now making their home and I thought Harold answered “Chicago”–but then heard him say “Congo.”
One of these days, I’ll get my ears checked because the Herrems are enjoying their new home in the “condos” right here.
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The name of “Piper” McDonald will not soon be forgotten out around LaVallee and Emo. He would stand on the riverbank and salute the steamboat passengers and new settlers coming in from Kenora. Furthermore, he was a relative of the Lidkeas!
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If beef ever went off the market, don’t try and raise llamas for meat! I did not ask Lorne Caul what he paid for the llamas he mixed with his riding ponies, but I get the price of $4,000 a head, so I don’t guess anybody has tasted them very often!
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It had to be a memorable wedding feast Sunday because Mike Dokuchie, grandfather of the groom, Mike Oster, cooked the meal and Mike is locally famous for those yummy Ukrainian’s recipes.
The well-known Dokuchies were expected to arrive in numbers because there were nine in that family brought up here.

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