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SUSQUEHANNA TIMES & THE MOUNT JOY BULLETIN
MARIETTA AND MOUNT JOY, PA
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FIFTEEN CENTS
Traffic light plans get flashing yellow from PennDOT
Richard Forry explores every avenue and some dead ends
Splain boots a point after touchdown.
Pete Splain rushed 150
yards; Brian Ney passed
for 150 yards; and the
Donegal Indians clinched at
least a co-championship in
section 3 of the Lancaster-
Lebanon football league
with a 34-0 win over the
Annville-Cleona Little
Dutchmen last Friday
night.
After two lackluster
games against lackluster
opponents, the Indians
caught fire for their final
home game of the season.
The Little Dutchmen were
fired-up, too. In fact, they
were overheated, boiling
mad, and so anxious to hit
that they sometimes forgot
to stop when the whistle
blew.
‘“Hot night,”’ a sweating
official commented to a
photographer, after an
errant block sent him
nose-diving into the turf.
Actually, the weather was
pleasantly cool.
The men in the black and
white suits dumped 150
yards worth of penalty
flags on the game, without
visibly cooling off either
side.
Annville stayed fired-up
throughout the first quar-
ter, even after Scott Jones,
in an omen of things to
come, zig-zagged through
the line and accelerated 60
yards for a touchdown.
Both sides kept trying a bit
too hard; Annville fumbled
the ball to the Indians,
then got it back as Ney
allowed his second inter-
ception of the year. Pen-
alties abounded, including
one which canceled a long
touchdown pass to Scott
Adams.
Things began to calm
down in the second period.
The Indians began playing
a more cool-headed, but
still ferociously aggressive,
kind of football. The Dutch-
men simply cooled off—
their fire went out.
Ney and Adams repeated
their touchdown pass, and
this. time it counted. A-C
went ‘nowtiere, and another
Indian” drive ended when
Mummau pulled in a quick
pass from five yards out.
Splain added the last two
Indian touchdowns, with
runs of 43 and 14 yards. In
the final period, the second
string almost added
another TD with a steady
drive which ended within
spitting distance of the goal
when the clock ran out.
Next week, the un-
defeated Indians will finish
their season against 3d
place Elco, a team which
has traditionally beaten the
Indians on the Elco field.
If the Indians break that
tradition, they will become
the first team in 2S years of
DHS football to finish a
season without losing a
game.
The next time you're
sitting at a red light at
three o’clock in the morn-
ing, with no other cars in
sight, wondering why some
idiot put a stop: light in
front of you, you may recall
this article. It’s the story of
a stop light.
This light has not yet
impeded a single motorist
—and it probably won't for
some time. This light may
save a life some day, as
well as irritating people;
whatever it does, it will be
there as a result of a long
and painstaking process.
The hero of our tale is
Richard Forry, secretary to
the Mount Joy Township
Board of Supervisors. After
a Donegal High School
student was killed at the
intersection of Rte. 230 and
Cloverleaf Road west of
Mount Joy (the intersection
where the Tropical Treat
and the Farm Diner sit),
the supervisors decided
they wanted a light there.
Richard Forry’s job: to get
the light.
His first step was to
write to PennDOT (Penn-
sylvania Department Of
Transportation). PennDOT
says yea or nay to each and
every light, traffic sign,
and speed limit in the
commonwealth. Your local
municipal government can
only beg for permission;
PennDOT steps in, grinds
its wheels of government,
and, if a “‘Yes’’ pops out of
the bureaucratic box, the
local people can go ahead,
according to their specifica-
tions.
Strangely, the actual
design of the lights are left
up to the municipality,
although their number,
size, placement, orientation
and signal pattern is
dictated from one of Penn-
DOT's regional district of-
fices, district 8 in this case.
When Richard Forry first
contacted PennDOT, they
told him to write them a
letter, asking that they
come to Mount Joy and
make a traffic count at the
intersection. He was also
told that they would re-
quire about half a dozen
copies of a topographical
map, centered on the
intersection and showing
everything (including trees,
houses, and so forth)
within S00 feet of the
junction.
The ultimate den
Steve Bailey has color organ, 590 watts of power, and a ceremonial
beheading sword
Steve Bailey, well-known
in Marietta for his work
with the ambulance and
fire company, recently
spent several months build-
ing his version of the
ultimate den in his base-
ment. Jammed into his
cramped, but dry and cozy
basement, are enough elec-
tronics and lights to ‘turn
downtown Boise, Idaho,
into Times Square on New
Year’s Eve, and enough
wattage to blow chunks out
of the concrete floor.
“l call it ‘The Grease
Pit,” ’’ explains Steve,
‘because my friends and I
are into the old 50’s stuff—
it’s -‘grease’ ‘as in
‘greaser.’ ”’
[continued on page 3]
Richard Forry with some of the paperwork
“I don’t know why they
need so many maps,’ says
Forry. The maps, now
being drawn up by a
surveyor, will set the town-
ship back about $1000.
PennDOT has already
started their investigation.
They sent two agents to
the township office to look
through all the accident
reports for the last three
years and note those that
happened at Rte. 230 and
Cloverleaf Road. It didn’t
take them too long, Richard
says, because there aren't
that many accidents in the
township However, the
two investigators also por-
ed through all the accident
reports in the local State
Police barracks, which
probably took them an
entire day.
If the PennDOT people
get their six maps, traffic
counts, and accident re-
ports together and decide
[Continued on page 11]
Steve Bailey relaxes in the middle of 590 watts and color organs