Editorial

Happy Canada Day

May finished with a bang and at the risk of upsetting a few of you, my new lucky number is 34 (guilty verdicts that is) and hero of the month is David Pecker who sealed the deal and corroborated Michael Cohen's testimony. I just wonder if these events will backfire and energize the Donald’s base. Perhaps for a short time but I hope, that eventually, sanity will prevail.

June 7 - We got in our Dirty Dozen game finishing about 11:30. We were sitting on the patio having lunch when the storm hit - thunder, lightning, torrential rain and hail driven by 60 MPH gusts. Everyone took shelter inside the club house and waited about 20 minutes until the rain abated somewhat before trying to reach their cars. Course was closed for the rest of the day.

June 10 - Two members of our Dirty Dozen group are hospitalized. The youngest, at 64 years old suffered a severe reaction to penicillin that had been prescribed by his doctor for a throat infection. I found it hard to believe that someone his age had never been given penicillin in the past and would be unaware that he was allergic. As we wrap up this edition of the newsletter it is June 27 and he is still in a medically induced coma as doctors try to treat his symptoms..

Our oldest at 94 and an American citizen, had to travel to Burlington, Vermont to get treatment for a persistent bladder problem. He could have gone to our local Hospital (Charles Lemoyne) but his medical records are in the US and he is covered by medicaid so he doesn’t pay south of the border. He too is still on the injured list and may be out until August. We were hoping to celebrate his 95 birthday in mid July at the club. I think many of us (including me) are quickly approaching our “best before date” and if we want to keep the group going will have to recruit a few younger club members.

June 16 - I thought Rory McIlroy had the US Open won, but he missed a relatively short put on the last nine and Bryson DeChambeau squeaked by with a one stroke victory. I was rooting for Rory and although my respect for DeChambeau plummeted when he defected to the LIV golf tour, you have to give him credit, he played well.

July 17 - Heat envelopes Eastern Canada and event is officially declared a heat wave. Temperatures exceeded 30 C, the highest being 34.5 or 94 F. Not many people out and about unless absolutely necessary. Dog walks have been cut short, but I’m sure dogs prefer a nice air conditioned home on days like these

June 20 - I attended Graduation day for St. Lambert International at Centennial High getting back home at 9:45. The Als were playing their first home game at Molson Stadium against Ottawa but I forgot to record it and it turned out to be a one sided victory. I had to settle for the TSN highlights Friday morning. I think the Als may be the real thing this year.

June 21 - The heat wave ended today and it was very pleasant getting up to about 26, didn’t help my golf game too much.

July 23 - The heat has gone but heavy rain showed up, dousing us Sunday and right through the night and into Monday morning.

Jule 24 - An eventful day as Quebec celebrates Fête Nationale formerly called Saint Jean Baptiste and as we “Anglos” used to say, Johnny Baptist Day. And wouldn’t you know it, the rain continued and stayed with us until noon, wiping out another Dirty Dozen game. All the stores were closed (by law) so after having a second breakfast at the Golf Club with a few of the guys I returned home and did some chores.

That night I watched a bit of the Oilers, Panthers seventh game and even managed to record it. I wasn’t prepared to stay up until the game finished and went to bed when with the score tied at one. I figured if Edmonton won, I could catch the highlights in the morning - alas it wasn’t to be, still no Stanley Cup for Canada. When will this drought end.

June 27 - If you watched the Biden/Trump debate send me your impressions. My feeling is that Biden has the most to lose, especially if he falters and appears out of touch. The other big question is whether or not Trump can stay on topic and not veer off into one of his many rants

Don’t forget, there will be not be an August Newsletter. I am taking a one month sabbatical but we will return in September. I look forward to a peaceful, lazy, hot summer and will be engrossed with the summer Olympics from Paris, plus a bit of golf and yard work.

Thanks to all who contributed this, Bob Wrigley, Pamela Storr, Stu Prest, Kathey Heughan and the many jokesters who provide so much material that I have to edit it down to a few of my least offensive favourites. Please send some photos, a story you would like share or just a letter with a few comments.

Until next time, have a great summer and stay safe.

Stay Strong Ukraine

Harvey Carter

Life Member - C'60 - Editor, Alumni Connection

Welcome New and Renewing Alumni Association Members

Gary Armstrong
Class of 1975
Richmond Hill, ON
Kathy Marlin-Heughan
Class of 1972
Midgic (Sackville), NB

Expiring Memberships

Memberships expiring in July
Rob Holmes

Memberships expiring in August
Diane Loucks

THE MEMORY CORNER

Hello All from my shady spot in the Memory Corner. 

I'm enjoying a little time off to golf, 'turn' some pens and read on my screened-in deck without the mosquitoes and cankerworms bothering me. My cousin Don (Class of '76) had an idea for alumni of every year ... how about sending me a quick note about Then & Now. 

Some examples...

  • I learned to play the saxophone in 1985 with Miss X (music teacher) and took it up again in 2022!
  • I made a jewelry box in Mr. Smith's woodshop class in 1972 and I just made a new one for my granddaughter in 2023.
  • I first read Tale of Two Cities with Mrs. Home  and I just read it again... yep, it took 50 years for me to appreciate Dickens.

Send me your thoughts and I'll 'polish' them OR just send me your recollections and tell me, Hands Off!

Take care,

Rod Brown
Class of 1966
rodscchs@gmail.com

LETTERS AND MORE

Bob sent me the following article concerning his love of hockey, his sister Jean’s exploits and John’s claim to fame as a goalie of considerable note. I share Bob’s feeling about violence in the NHL and minor leagues, it seems every team has to have a goon or two to settle scores. Despite the evidence of long term brain trauma the league is reluctant to scale it back. Thanks Bob.

Bob Wrigley ready to play Hockey
Robert Wrigley
Class of 1961

Jean Wrigley
Class of 1958

John Wrigley
CCHS Student Council President
Class of 1963

A Passion for Ice Sports and a Plea to Curb Hockey Violence

Ice sports have been a dominant pursuit for members of my family for many decades, which was remarkable considering my siblings and I were born in Buenos Aires, where ice was apparent only in beverages. Arriving in Montreal as youngsters, my sister, brother and I took to frozen ponds and then outdoor skating rinks with great enthusiasm. When just ten years old, my father took me to the Montreal Forum (as a guest of my Great Uncle William Northey) to see my first professional hockey game, where I witnessed some of hockey’s greats at the heights of their careers – Jacques Plante, Rocket Richard, John Belliveau, Bernie “Boom Boom’ Geoffrion, Butch Bouchard, and others on the Canadians, and Terry Sawchuk, Gordie Howe, Ted Lindsay and Alex Delvecchio on Detroit. That thrilling experience initiated my life-long passion for the game.

Montreal Arena 1899The Montreal Arena, also known as Westmount Arena

My mother’s uncle, William M. Northey (1872-1963), was a noted Canadian sportsman and founder/president of the Canadian Arena Company, which built the world’s first arena planned specifically for hockey, in Westmount, Quebec in 1897, followed by the Arena Gardens in Toronto in 1912, and then finally the historic Montreal Forum in 1924 – the home of the legendary Montreal Canadiens. He served as Franchise Owner and President of both the Montreal Maroons (the English-speaking team inaugurated in 1924) and later for the Canadians (formerly the French-speaking team), which unified in 1938.

I can still recall being overwhelmed by the electric pregame atmosphere of the packed Forum, and by sitting in a private box seat (near ice level) beside my Dad, Uncle Northey, Senator Hartland Molson, and General Manager Frank J. Selke Senior. I was probably in the very seat occupied by Princess Elizabeth (a few months before her coronation) or Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh, when the couple had been hosted by Uncle Northey to witness their first full hockey game on October 29, 1951 (apology for the royal-name dropping!). During intermission, I was brought along into the VIP lounge, where I was struck by the aroma of fresh coffee and pyramids of sandwiches with all the crusts neatly trimmed off. During the match, an errant puck landed in my lap. It was truly a magical night to remember forever.

Uncle Northey was well known in hockey circles, being the driving force behind the Canadian Amateur Hockey Association, the Allan Cup, and the Hockey Hall of Fame in Toronto. William M NortheyHe was made Honourary President of the Hockey Hall of Fame in 1944, and was inducted as a Builder in 1947. Instrumental in a number of major hockey innovations, he arranged for a crossbar and netting to be added onto the two-post goal, changed the two 30-minute periods to three 20-minute ones, and dropped one of the three defensemen, known as the ‘rover.’ His name was inscribed on the Stanley Cup three times (1953, 1956, 1957) as Executive Vice-President of the Montreal Canadians. Decades later, I inherited his 1952-1953 silver cup commemorating the Canadians’ Stanley Cup victory over the Detroit Red Wings. I subsequently donated the cup to the Canadian National Archives, along with a large collection of his sports-related papers and memorabilia, including a draft and correspondence relating to his planned book on “The Origins and Development of Ice Hockey in Canada.”

Among his many voluntary memberships and accolades in sport, Uncle Northey was a member of the Commonwealth Games Committee, the Canadian Olympic Committee, and was elected to the Canadian Olympic Hall of Fame as a Builder in the hockey category. While an Honourary President of the Canadian Amateur Skating Association, he watched my sister Jean’s figure-skating career progress, as she soon won the Eastern Canadian Figure Skating Championship. Shortly afterwards, Jean turned professional as a soloist with the Ice Follies, which has toured major North American cities since 1936.

Jean Evelyn Wrigley with Jimmy Stewart and Ronald ReaganJean Evelyn Wrigley with Jimmy Stewart and Ronald Reagan

At annual premier shows in Hollywood, she posed at rinkside with actors Jimmy Stewart, Ronald Reagan, Bob Hope, Loretta Young, Ernest Borgnine, and others, and was frequently in demand for media interviews due to her exuberant personality and dedication to skating.Jean had honed her early skating skills in backyard and community center rinks at her home in St. Lambert, Quebec.

My brother John became a proficient hockey goalie, honing his early defensive moves in our basement, with a work table serving as goal posts. I spent so many hours trying to slapshot tennis balls past him. Years later, he spearheaded the University of Toronto hockey team into winning a streak of Canadian championships, and played successfully against the Czechoslovak national hockey team at the advent of modern international games. He was subsequently invited to try out with the newly recruiting Los Angeles Kings Hockey Club, but declined the offer in order to complete his law degree and start a legal business.

I enjoyed playing hockey for many years as a youth in St. Lambert. My friends and I dressed in our equipment at home, skated several long blocks on snow and ice-packed streets to our local outdoor rink, cleared the snow with heavy steel push-plows, played for three periods, and then skated home (I know this sounds like the comical; “When I was a kid...”). Frost-bitten ear tips and broken eyeglasses were simply small prices to pay for all that fun. Any idea how hard it is to find lenses once scattered on the ice? No one wore head gear back in the 1950s (none had been invented yet), so my anxious mother acquired for me a leather helmet (the kind early airplane pilots wore!), which I foolishly refused to wear for fear of ridicule. After each game I usually collapsed in front of the crackling fire. All my team mates were in great shape from this rigorous routine, as no one had to be driven to and from an indoor arena with a zamboni-cleaned ice surface. Sadly, I had to abandon playing hockey during university years at McGill and Illinois, and after moving to Winnipeg, I focussed on setting up home, new employment, and starting a family.

Around this time, I happened to attend several local games of high-school-aged teenagers and was struct with how violent the game had become. Edged on by rowdy spectators, some of whom delighted in, and cheered for, every bone-jarring body check, it now seemed like my favourite game, based formerly on speed, deft stick-handling, pinpoint passing, sportsmanship and fun, had substituted the nasty element of trying to injure opponents, or at least threaten them off their game by questionable tactics of intimidation. It has always seemed to me that crushing someone into the boards when their back was turned, or purposefully slamming into an opponent when their head was down, were both intuitively cowardly acts. Colliding into other speeding players, or sliding uncontrollably into the boards or a goal post, are entirely unavoidable in a game as fast as hockey, as I was only too aware while playing. But to purposefully attack an opponent with the intent of causing injury I feel should have no place in hockey. One can take an opponent out of a play legitimately without administering harm. I had hoped the age of hockey ‘goons’ and ‘enforcers’ was over in the modern state of the sport, but such is not the case; teams must still actively defend their most-skilled player assets by any means possible.

I know there are established penalties in the rule book for charging, boarding, head contact, kneeing, fighting, and roughing with intent to injure, but referees must have been instructed long ago by league owners and managers to let many of these infractions go, with the purpose of making matches more exciting for audiences. “Let the players play,” “Let them settle their disputes on the ice,” and “Don’t slow down the game with too many penalties,” are often stated as rationales for permitting cheating play. The miss or ignoring of a penalty, or inconsistent calls, by referees (whose job is clearly challenging) exacerbates the frustration level of players, and encourages retaliation. I remember vividly Bobby Hull weaving his way through an opposing team and hearing the thuds of lumber applied to his legs and arms, all without a penalty being called.

Fan frenzy for violence and fighting during a game sadly appeals to our species’ enthusiasm for witnessing aggression, not much different than occurred over two millennia ago during vulgar gladiatorial events featured in Roman amphitheaters. I would like to see the “Intent to Injure” component of the rule book enforced with more significant consequences than a major penalty or a few-games suspension (especially for causing severe injuries), a change which would greatly clean up the ugly aspects of the sport. How many missed games due to limb injuries, repeated concussions (often leading to permanent brain trauma), broken bones, prematurely ended careers, and even occasional tragic deaths have to occur at any level of hockey before rational regulations are put in place to protect players. Accidents happen, but acts of purposely attacking an opponent should be not be tolerated.

In an attempt to recapture my youth and love of hockey, I decided to join an ‘old-timers’ (i.e., over 50 years of age) league, where although remaining quite competitive, body checking and slap shots were not allowed, for obvious player safety. And although I greatly enjoyed participating, and the camaraderie of my team mates, and didn’t mind too much games scheduled for 11:00 pm on work nights and Sunday mornings at 8:00 am (when ice times were only available), even here, occasional bad on-ice behaviour forced me into a decision to retire from the sport (personal minor injuries, but an opposing goalie died from complications arising from a broken leg). Fortunately, I am still able to enjoy skating a couple of times a week in local arenas, attending an occasional Winnipeg Jets game through the generosity of a close friend, and games broadcast on television. The old instinct is still there after more than 70 years. For my family and many others, a passion for ice sports seems to be at the very core of being Canadian.

 

New member Kathy Marlin (Heughan) sent me this picture and brief update of their family’s various moves. Thanks for sharing Kathy and yes it was good of you to include Sackville, I would not have known where Midgic was located now I do. Harvey
Harvey Carter

Life Member - C'60 - Editor, Alumni Connection

Kathy Heughan
Class of 1972
Les Marlin
Class of 1972
Les Marlin
Class of 1972

Catching up with the Marlins


Married Les Marlin in 1977. Les just retired from over 50 years in business, retail and wholesale (started at Taylor’s - family business in the 70’s). We moved from St Lambert to Sutton Quebec. Les commuted to St Lambert for work. I opened a Flower Shop in Sutton and ran that for 20 years. We have 3 kids. We moved to Midgic (Sackville) NB when our daughter had kids in 2010.

Regards
Kathy / Katherine

Ian CobbIan Cobb
Class of 1965
Belleville

Ian Cobb at The Probus Club of Belleville

Many recent presentations have been entitled 'My life and...' This one, by Ian Cobb, was simply ‘My life’!

Ian, now a Belleville resident, faced many difficulties when young, including dyslexia and illiteracy. With an indomitable spirit, though, and a love of animals, he survived some hard times, moving frequently, to whatever part of Canada some opportunity was to be found. Later in life, he met a lady who taught him to read and write, and he has recently published a book about his life. Ian held the audience’s attention tightly as he told one story after another about his adventures – but I’m sure there are more in the book!

Ian was introduced by Grace Lough and thanked by Pat Gray.

Stuart Prest
Stuart Prest
Class of 1967

Boogie with Stu

Hi Harvey,
These are just a few things that I would like to pass along for the next newsletter.

  1. My deepest condolences to Peter Harrison and his entire family on the passing of his wife Linda. I had the privilege of working beside Peter for over six years at the travel agency, and I had the pleasure of meeting Linda on numerous occasions.
  2. A huge shout out to Dave Saunders who was my patrol leader in scouts at St. Barnabas Anglican Church.
  3. Also a shout out to Al Thomson, who has not changed a bit in the last sixty four years.
  4. I began golfing on April 27th, and have been playing regularly ever since.
  5. May 23rd - I overnighted in Kingston at Peter Burpees' condo. We had a non stop chin wag, and it was very pleasant indeed to spend some time with one of my five lifetime mentors. Geography turned out to be my best mark in high school, and started me on a path for forty six years of working in the travel industry here in St. Lambert and Montreal.
  6. My wife Hélène and I have put in the garden and we are having extraordinary weather so far this spring here in Montreal.  Everything is growing very well indeed.

We hope everyone has wonderful travels this summer, and be safe wherever your travels take you.

Respectfully
Stu Prest

Stu, thanks for the news and comments. Glad to see you were able to connect to Peter Burpee after all these years. I told Dave Saunders you remembered him as your patrol leader in scouts, it was great flashback for him. By the way he is back playing golf regularly although only nine holes at a time and using a cart. His foot still swells up and gives him a bit of pain when he overdoes it.

And it was nice to chat with you at the St. Lambert International Graduation Ceremonies. Centennial needs to improve those stairs going up to the stage and maybe put some padding on the seats. I was numb from the waist down by the time I had to go up and hand out the Alumni Bursaries.

Harvey Carter

Life Member - C'60 - Editor, Alumni Connection

THE ARTS CORNER

Head in the Clouds

by John Charlton
Class of 1973

“It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.”
― Henry David Thoreau
Head in the Clouds by John Charlton
Do you have some artwork you'd like to share in The Arts Corner?
Submit your artwork by email to harvey.cchs.ca@gmail.com or john.charlton@gmail.com. Don't forget to include a short description.

SCHOOL NEWS

Alumni Bursaries:
Aditi Bhardwaj,
Peace Jumba,
Yashika Kashyap,
Izak Pimental,
and Joshua Fischer.



Outstanding Students:
Anne Grant
and Kian Hezarkhani

June 21 - Graduation ceremonies were moved from St. Lambert International to Centennial High School in Greenfield Park as they have an air-conditioned auditorium. On June 20, St. Lambert Elementary also moved their ceremonies to Centennial because of the extreme heat.

Contractors did some preliminary scans on the hall floors and are now reasonably sure that the problem of heaving is being caused by old piping that has started to corrode. Makes me wonder what the pipings were originally being used for and will larger problems be uncovered when they start digging this summer.

The Reach addition project is still in a state of flux and has been pushed back at least 2 more months as some critical design changes are being considered. The number of students needing a Reach environment has grown more than anticipated and it is apparent that the new school cannot accommodate everyone in need.

Vandalism at the school, particularly in the boys washrooms continues. This is not just a problem at our school as Heritage High in St. Hubert has also had to limit and monitor access to some of their washrooms.

Here is a picture of the upgraded, impressive looking weight room. I wasn’t able to get into the cardio/spinning facility will do next time.

Harvey Carter

Life Member - C'60 - Editor, Alumni Connection

OBITUARIES

No deaths were reported to us this month. If you know of an alumni who has passed away that has not been reported, please let us know,

And Finally...

The Cabbie and the Nun

A cab driver was cruising the streets of New York City when a Nun flagged him down.

She got into the back seat, gave the driver an address and they were on their way. After a few moments the Nun noticed that the driver was frequently staring at her in the rear view mirror

She said to the driving, “You are staring at me; is there something wrong?”

Excuse me for staring Sister, there is nothing wrong it is just that I have had a lifelong urge or obsession to kiss a Nun. If you are willing to kiss me, I won’t charge you for the trip.

The Nun thinks about the offer for a minute and replies, “I’ll do it on two conditions, first you have to be single and second you have to be Catholic.”

The cabbie replies, “Well I qualify, I am not married and I am Catholic”

The Nun tells him to pull into the alley just up ahead and turn off the engine. The cabbie complies and the Nun proceeds to give him the most deep, passionate, erotic kiss he had ever experienced. (it would have made a hooker blush)

After regaining his composure, the cabbie starts the car, pulls out of the alley and continues toward their destination.

After a while, the Nun looks up at the driver and notices that he is crying.

“What is the matter?” asked the Nun, “Did I do something wrong?”

“Oh no Sister it isn’t you, I am just so embarrassed and ashamed. You see, I lied to you - I am happily married and I am not Catholic, I am Jewish.

“Oh don’t be so hard on yourself mister." she replied, "I also lied. my real name is Kevin and I’m on my way to a masquerade party.”.

Attention Golfers

Ouch!

Man-o-gram


After the flight, the anthropologists decided that this particular tribe is be left undiscovered.

Columbo has a question for you Donald

Some things to consider

1. Condoms do not guarantee safe sex. A friend of mine was wearing one when he was shot dead by the woman's husband. 
2. I think politicians should wear uniforms like NASCAR drivers so we can identify their corporate sponsors. 
3. All politicians should serve only two terms: one in office and a longer one in prison.  

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