The Weirton Daily Times from Weirton, West Virginia • Page 7

Werrton Daily Times, 1965 Man's Humanity To Animals Reflects Interesting Traits Veterinarians Among Dedicated Vels have from been Blight lights revealed while garbed attendants who flashed ce shinuig silver instruments. As say Die anesthetist moved to administer' the fain-killing dnig, die patient protested with a muled "art" and was soon fast asleep under Ihe persuasion of the anesthetic. You guessed II! The patient, course, was a dog. The scene, only an imaginary one, could have taken place in any of Ihe offices of Ihe 24,551 veterinarians to be found today in (Jie United Slates and Canada. Dr.

Leonard C. Pensis, operates Hie city's only animal hospital, brings Ihe imporlanl work of Ihe veterinarians to a local level. Dr. Pensis has been a practitioner for eight years, coming here frotn Sharon, Pennsylvania, in December of 'M. His wife and aM's- tant is the former Gatha Dilly and they are the parents of two sons and two daughters.

my impromptu interview (hat he loves animals. His vii or injured, Dr. Pensis is a friend indeed. Pel-partial par-, ents also enjoy the opportuni-jmust remain under tes con- 65! Although he didn't mucn I gathered from "Man's humanity to animals is very lots of people won't even stop lo lake an injured dog off the street." He cited one reason for Ihe apparent lack of concern about th injured creatures, ape "One can have an animal put to sleep much more easily than he can have him treated." His patients are mostly dogs, cats and parakeets, although he was once called upon to treat a circus giraffe, hippo aoi rhinoceros. What a chore! His surgical equipment allows him to do most of his own operating, including treatment of cancer, tumors and broken bones.

His services lo wounded pels are many. For example, he imports special food for dogs suffering from nephritis-- ew is, ties inherent in pot ownership. Asked if he had over received any strange requests in his 1 business, the said blankets one unfortunate "When someone calls, it's not because he is "wacky" rather because he cares." CAN'T BEAR TO LOOK Little Poco, three- year old Chihuahua belonging to Mrs. John Russell of 21 Femwood avenue, looked the other way Dr. Pensis brought forth the hypodermic needle.

WHAT'CHA GONNA DO, DOC? George's George, owned by George Stoica, Sr. of 3725 Terrace way, looks a little apprehensive as he studies Dr. Pensis' movements. To a child whose pet is sick kind a canine adopted Met- recal! His basement kennels, used for those patients which stant observation, contained in part: one very tiny and thin monkey wrapped in baby dog suffering from brain con- but cussion. The doctor said of "There's a chance.

There was also a poor litlle beagle that looked soulfully through the criss crosses of the wire. This pup had evidently been afflioled as a result of poison lying carelessly around the home of the owner. Dr. Pensis has found over the years that the ones who core enough to bring an animal in for observation love it just as they would a member of the family. Many a tear has been shed over the illness or demise of a beloved pet.

Coupled with the doctor's excellent care of animals is an intense devotion and pride in them. His ideals are perhaps embodied in the section of the Veterinarian's Oath which promises, "The health of my patients, Ihe best interest of their owners and the welfare of my fellow man will be my pri- mary considerations. 1 will at all times, be humane arid temper pain with anesthesia where I can only conclude, on the basis of his experienced care of animals and his humane understanding and love of them, Utat Weirton is lucky to a veterinarian such as Dr. Leonard C. Pensis of the Hilltop Animal Hospital.

COLD NOSE WARM HEART GO AHHHH, KITTy. Many, Varied Stories In Study Of Human Expressions VW1 HMMM WHAT'S THIS? You probably can't tell from your vantage point, but the bay's bold yet curious expression gives us a hint that the barely visible appendages belong to a captured crab. BY J1ARY SUSAN KEAHNS Daily Times Staff Writer I wanted a story jusl any story, but a warm person- el one. I needed something so full of heart that it would appeal to anybody anywhere. 11s charm had to lie hi its universality.

As I walked along the streets of Weirton, I saw one face, a hundred faces, a thousand faces. I tried to look for potential stories among the passers-by. I had looked at a million faces during my lifetime, but I had never studied the varied ex- pressions as did nw. Wait a minute! There goes a little boy. He presented a forlorn pic- lure holes in the knees of ragged blue jeanj, a too small tihirt with the faded words "Milwaukee Braves" and, the most heart rending of all, a shoeshJne box in a grubby hand, I wondered about the story there might be behind that woebegone expression.

Per haps the poor little fellow was an orphan. Or could it be mot his father had no job and there wasn't enough of anything to be shared among many bro JUST A TYPICAL BOY Enjoying a most typical pastime. He's so businesslike in attempting repairs that he doesn't even look up for the cam- era. His face is a boyish combination of concentration, curiosity and determination. thers and sisters.

I could only guess. Bui I understood from Ihe melancholy of his face that his lo! was unhappy and that his story would be a sad -nd heart breaking one to tell. Glancing to the right, my attention was arrested by rtie courageous countenance of a man who had only one leg. He was definitely not feeling sorry for himself, for il seemed to make little difference to whether he conducted his business with one leg or with two. In his fortitude and bravery, he presented a possihih'ty for another story I continued down the sidewalk.

As I did so, 1 noticed many different faces and accompanying emotions. Some visages were inscrutable and nearly blank. Others were full of vigor and happiness. Still others showed ordinary facial facets of an ordinary day, a smile, a smirk and even a grimace. Each facially ex pressed emotion of a person suggested a new story.

Continuing in my search, I came across a teenaged boy. His face was happy go lucky and just a little bit shy. I pictured him as the typical high seliool boy, doing the typical things earnestly attempting repairs on a battered aulo, playing baseball and basketball and football and painstakingly grooming that half inch crew cut. His story could be of many boys in many places. Further on I saw an elderly man.

His face was weather- beaten, but his eyes were wise. I conjured him with adoring atop his knee as he would tell fascinating stories of the "good old "HOW'S BUSINESS?" I ASKED "Not very good," he answered. I had not noticed facial expressions so much before. Now I saw (he alert look of mothers win kept babies within pro tective range and the disappointed gesture of the boy who had spilled his whole bag of popcorn. They brought lo mind several paintings 1 had seen.

The Mona LK3, of course, is fam- for the ambiguous smile stie manages. Another example is the farm woma-i in "American Gothic" (that's the one with the farm couple gloomily staring from the canvas). Her face suggests some very grim possibilities. instead of finding one story, I fcund many. In faol, I discovered that Itiere are as many stories in this world 03 there are people.

The facial expression of each person, young- or old, sad or happy, holds lha countless experiences of his lifetime. Nothing emboldens or embodies an instant of time or a precious emotion more than the countenance. The a is therefore requested lo look at these pictures and find therein my story. Artist Proves His Versatility FINISHING TOUCHES Working with dozens of implements, Al Wudarski applies the final strokes to thlg pretty portrait. The girl In the picture Is Sharon Spence, daughter of Captain and Mrs.

Daniel Spence of 102 Oakland way. BY MARY SUSAN KEARNS Daily Times Staff Writer "I like to tackle pays local amateur artist Al Wudarski. And to prove it, has produced over the past twelve years an attractive collection of pictures ranging from a multihued forest scene to a life-like depiction of suffering Christ. Wudarski rrsirlre with his wife and two children at 137 Oak street, where he does all his painting. The 40-year old Weinon native is indeed a versatile craftsman.

In producing more than 50 pictures, he has portrayed nautical scenes, wildlife, landscapes, portraits, still life and other forms. He uses brushes, toothpick, fingers, pencils -anything to get the desired effect and his media include oil 3, charcoal, water colors and pas- tds. He plies his talent to masora'te surface as well as to Ihe traditional canvas. His efforts have brought forth paintings from 10" 12" lo 24" 2C" and larger. Spending at least 60 hours on an average canvas, he paints only in (he daylight hours he has left from working in Weirton Steel Company's tin mill department.

Asked if creation comes only when he's in the painting moc.d, Wudarski's emphatic answer was, "Yes, and I like to smoke my pipe and listen to music wliile I Favorite subjects are people, especially religious figures, although by his own a i i he "Isn't Mr. and Mrs. Wudarski alike find that a scene called "Christ Prayiiig in tho Garden" is Ihdr favorite among his works. In It he captures in boautifuily subdued tones the precise supr posed feeling of Ihe moment jusl preceding Christ's arrest by Roman soldiers. Another example of workmanship is a 10" 12" charcoal of Ihe patron Amadeus.

Done for Sister Amadeus. a former Weirlon teacher, the picture was drawn from the image on a postage stamp. used a magnifying glass for this unbelievable task! "Big Daddy" (Upsojmh) is the litle of Wudarski's original ol that famous football hero. II is a delightfully accurale likeness of the huge and burly LJpscomh. Originally in charcoal, it will be redone in oils for presentation to the Art Department of the Weirton Women's Club.

It will ultimately be donated to the pedialric ward of Weirlon General Hospital. Wudaraki's interest In. art has been lifelong aixl was heighten- ed in 150 when his wife him his first oils as a gift. Since then he has pursued lha avocation for Ihe sheer enjoyment of it, supplementing his own lalcnl by much reading at flic Weir Library. According lo him, "The library Is the best place to go for all the answers." His warmly appealing persona! style has perhaps been inspired by his favorite artist, Andrew Wyeth.

Wyelh's reproductions have a delicate and sometimes mystifying aura. It is hard lo believe that the modest Wudarski has had no formal irainlng in art, and that he's never studied under a great master. Yet he creates paint- Ings that arc sometimes touching, sometimes exciting, but always captivating. proving lhal his most valuable tools are his own imagination inspiration..