Recycling doesn't add up
Once again a vocal minority group will not take no for an answer.
The estimated starting cost to ratepayers per year was $127 in July 2015.
There is no way the average family could generate $127 worth of recyclable waste in a year so the answer is still no!
I would suggest that anyone in the Lower Eyre Peninsula District Council who wants to recycle at any cost, takes their recyclables to Port Lincoln when they visit and pop them in a friends bin.
Rail's fate sealed long ago
The mighty iron horse has lost its steam.
It will draw its last puff in two months time.
It is a proud warrior that has opened this huge country carrying cattle, mining goods, connecting people and services.
Its arrival heralded prosperity.
An awesome testimony to man's tenacity, resilience and labour.
Through deserts, towns and cities it winded its way and will come to an undeserving end.
The railways had replaced horses and carts and now it is deemed obsolete and is replaced by trucks.
Dennis Parker (Port Lincoln Times, March 19) asked where the demonstrations against the railways demise were?
The people feel defeated. It is a done deal.
Some houses are already put on the market, families will shift, some will stay.
What will happen to the workshops, the railways tracks, the locomotive, the wagons?
Will they be left to rot in the Port Lincoln yard? Will they try to sell it?
Labor politicians are jumping on their soapbox asking for the government's blood.
In reality the fate of the railways was sealed years ago.
The railway was shifting only one third of the grain, so it does make sense for Viterra to give all the grain transport to the trucks.
The trains cannot run on empty and the locals feel powerless pleading their case to Canadian and US companies.
This is a narrow gauge line unconnected to the main standard line.
Its resale value would be low.
We are told that we have to move on and a town without a railway is by no means a backwater town.
One day we will tell our children that we saw the passing of the last train in Port Lincoln.
They might never experience the fascination to hear a train whistling as they rush through their town.
Looking for sister
My brother and I are trying to find our half sister who we believe was born and lived in Port Lincoln.
At a broad guess we think she would have been born possibly between 1956 to 1960.
All we know is that her first name is Jennifer and that she got burnt as a small child.
After our father passed away, about 18 months ago, we were told that Jennifer came to find him but unfortunately never got to meet him.
We hope your readers are able to help us.
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