A beautiful bay on the east shore of Lake Diefenbaker has a new name.
June 24, the provincial government named Cooper Bay, located at 51°9’36” North Latitude 106° 45’ 5” West Longitude, in honour of Clarence Owen Cooper.
That Cooper Bay is just north of Tufts Bay near Elbow seems fitting because both bays’ namesakes were proponents of the South Saskatchewan River Project and development of the Gardiner Dam and Lake Diefenbaker.
Cooper served as vice president of the Saskatchewan River Development Association while Dr. Wm. Tufts served as the organization’s president.
“It’s an honour to have something named after him,” says Tim’s son Gerry Cooper.
He’s proud his father’s work in promoting the Saskatchewan River dam project is recognized.
Clarence Owen (Tim) Cooper was from Hawarden, where he was a former councillor and reeve of the R.M. of Rosedale from 1941 to 1958. In 1958 Cooper turned his attention to federal politics running in the Rosetown-Biggar riding as the progressive conservative candidate. Cooper defeated CCF leader M.J. Coldwell. He represented the Rosetown-Biggar constituency under John Diefenbaker from 1958 to 1965, all the while promoting the South Saskatchewan River Project.
Gerry said his dad promoted the dam project in his maiden speech in the House of Commons.
“As soon as the Diefenbaker government got in they started pushing for it,” Gerry said.
Construction of the dam began in 1959.
To read more please see the Aug. 18 print edition of The Davidson Leader.

The walls in the Spratt heritage home near Girvin were once abuzz with activity thanks to a bunch of busy bees that built a hive in the third-floor attic.
The hive was discovered earlier this summer by residents Keith and Mary Catherine Lindberg (Spratt).
Three years ago the Lindbergs had an interlock metal roof installed on the heritage home.
They selected interlock, because it’s not supposed to leak, says Mary Catherine.
She wasn’t impressed when earlier this summer she spotted wet spots on the ceiling in one of the second-storey bedrooms. She called the roofing company to notify them that the roof that doesn’t leak had sprung one.
Eventually the roofers arrived at the house to inspect their handiwork. One of the crewmembers reached up and touched one of the wet spots on the ceiling with his finger and then licked it. It tasted like honey. The good news is the roof doesn’t leak, the bad new is there is a large honeycomb in the walls that needs to be removed.
The Lindbergs speculate that when the new roof was installed on the house, it prevented the bees from getting to and from their hive. Without bees to maintain the hive, the honey began to run this summer, causing those suspicious looking wet spots.
Unfortunately, with their means of escape sealed by the new roof, the bees had all perished leaving behind a honeycomb in the attic that runs down the ceiling and wall of the room on the third storey.
The hive could be fairly large with its start in the attic above the third storey room and then running down the sloped ceiling, and continuing down the wall.
The Lindbergs have asked a local contractor to remove the hive. This will involve cutting through plaster and lathe to get at the hive inside the wall.

If it weren’t for Kim Stonehouse, Verna Zwarich may have never lived to see her 90th birthday.
Stonehouse, who was Zwarich’s next-door neighbour in Hanley for 10 years, was part of a two-man search party who saved Zwarich from hypothermia last October. Stonehouse, and Ben Collins, Hanley’s town foreman, had gone to Zwarich’s farm northeast of Kenaston in search of Zwarich who had been missing for days. They found her, late at night, laying in grass near her truck, near death after she’d broken her hip and was unable to call for help.
“When they found me, I turned to Kim and said, ‘Thank you Jesus.’ And he said, ‘I’m not Jesus.’ I loved him almost like a part of my family.”
On July 31, Zwarich, with a heavy heart, attended Stonehouse’s funeral in Saskatoon.
He was 45 and had died one week before in a July 24 fire that destroyed his Garfield Street home.
Provincial fire investigators have determined the fire was accidental.
It started in a brick fire pit in the backyard of the home and spread to a woodpile that was stacked against the exterior wall of the house and then caught the house on fire, said Jay Teneyecke, communications officer with Office of the Fire Commissioner.
He said this fire should serve as a reminder to people to never leave a fire unattended and ensure that it fully extinguished.
“You might think it is out, but it could spark back up,” he said.
Since Stonehouse died Zwarich says she gets up “with a heavy, hard feeling” in her chest.
“It’s a very lost feeling. He was always there. He always looked out for me,” she said.
She said Stonehouse lived alone and had a pet cat, kept his yard neat and had numerous houseplants. He worked in Saskatoon as a courier.
“He was a good neighbour. I really miss him. It hurts inside to think he’s not there anymore.”
At about 1:30 a.m., July 24 Zwarich was woken by a loud bang. She looked out her window and saw a red glow.
“The flames were up in the air and the wind was terrific. I’ll never forget it,” she said.
Zwarich phoned Collins for help.
Zwarich said Collins phoned Hanley’s fire department and then went to the burning house to see if anyone was inside.
To read more please see the August 11 print edition of The Davidson Leader.

Paddlers of all ages embarked on the fifth annual canoe trek on Arm Lake July 30.
The 20 participants enjoyed a leisurely paddle, taking in the sights and sounds of the local lake.
Canoes and kayaks, 13 boats in all, were launched from the Arm Lake Conservation Area, a wildlife refuge created by Don Wilkins when he donated about 170 acres he owns in the Arm River Valley to Ducks Unlimited. He has another 320 acres of nearby pasture that he’d like people to use for horseback riding.
There are signs on the east side of Highway 11 about midway between Girvin and Craik signaling the way to the conservation area, which is about 3 kilometres down the gravel road that turns into a prairie trail and dead ends at the launching point.
Wilkins has put much thought and effort into making it accessible to people. He hauled in some sand and gravel to fill low spots on the trail so vehicles can easily make it to the canoe launch.
After launching the boats, paddlers followed the meandering, leisurely course set by the Arm River until it emptied into Arm Lake.
Wildlife abounded. High atop the east bank a stag watched the paddlers’ progress. Above pelicans flew overhead while on the west bank red angus cattle took a break from grazing to watch the group glide by on the water. Waterfowl were everywhere. Off in the distance the low hum of tires on Highway 11 broke the silence at times, reminding everyone that not far away, the pace of life is much faster.
On the lake, the diverse group of local paddlers, the youngest aged 12, enjoyed the moment, chatting, laughing and making connections they may otherwise not have had the time or the moment to make.
All the while some members of the party kept watch for Peter Farden’s murmogs, an aquatic creature that apparently only he has seen. Near McCaw’s cabin, by the bird watching area where the group stopped for lunch before paddling back, someone asked what a floating mass of green out on the lake could be. Farden was quick to verify that it was, in fact, a school of murmogs. No one paddled out to confirm the sighting.
That could have spoiled the magic.
It was a beautiful prairie lake, a perfect summer day and the kind of place in time where a mythical creature could thrive.