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Alumni Association Bursaries to be awarded to selected members of graduating Class of 2017
The Bursary Program initiated back in 1995 by the 1995 All Year Reunion Committee will once again be awarded at this month's Graduation Ceremonies. We will announce this year's recipients in the July newsletter.
Welcome New Alumni Association Members and renewed Members
New Life Member
Pat (Pee Wee) Middleton
Class of 1965
from Town of Mount Royal, QC
New Life Member
Class of 1972
from Cornwall, ON
Sally Yaffe (Capen)
Class of 1960
Irene Watson (Dunfield)
Class of 1959
from Bundaberg, Queensland, Australia
Class of 1963
from Stayner, ON
Thanks for the Donation
Class of 1963
Life Member from Toronto, ON
Class of 1956
from Victoria, BC
Diane Molson (Rowe)
Class of 1960
from Kingston, ON
Memberships expiring in June
Bates Ed 1962
Brouwer (Holmes) Barbara 1965
Gillians (Seaman) Lynne 1965
Keelty Glenna 1974
Lyon (Knight) Maureen 1953
McKeown Joseph 1997
McKeown Jesse 1999
McKeown Matthew 2002
McKeown (Topham) Marjorie Dawn 1969
Morham Cliff 1965
Seath Cynthia "Candy" 1972
Salloum Sharon 1963
The May edition is following the golden path as usual with your excellent articles. It's great to see others amongst us joining in with comments about humour and how to respect the views of everyone. Bravo!!
Have a great month.
This is a long shot, but I've got to try it!
Many, many moons ago (1977 to be precise) I attended CCHS for a short while whilst staying with my Aunt in St Lambert.
Whilst at CCHS two teachers were particularly good to me, Sue Harp and Joan Wheeler. Joan visited me in the UK some time later as she was English herself, Sue I believe was getting more and more involved with the work she was doing with the Inuit's but kept in touch when she could.
"Life is what happens to you whilst you're busy planning other things" J.Lennon.
As such I lost contact with both Joan and Sue many years ago now, but often wondered what happened to them.
A couple of pages back I found a mention of Sue and her work with the Inuit's and wondered if you would be kind enough to pass on my details if you are in touch with either Sue or Joan.
Many thanks and kind regards, Martin Saunders - non-member from England
Astonished and delighted to read the comments from Martin Saunders. I am living in Ottawa now and will email Martin. Thank you for passing on his message....the wonders of the internet.
Best regards, Joan Wheeler - ex staff from Ottawa
Many thanks for forwarding this message from Martin to me. I do remember him very well - I probably learned as much from him as he did from me. I’ll get in touch with him within the week.
Thanks so much for all your work on behalf of CCHS and its alumni. You will always have a hard core of people who engage with the CCHS organization, but some with whom I am in contact do not recall their high school years fondly and want to keep their distance. So please don’t think your efforts are unappreciated by those who do not want to lose touch.
Sue Rickards (Harrp) - ex staff from Lower Queensbury, NB
We welcome essays from our readers on any subject
What do you think about when you flashback to your high school years? We'd love to hear from you.
Perhaps you went through something since then that you want to share with your fellow alumni.
Whatever the case, send your memories and photos to Angus Cross at email@example.com or use our contact form.
I have been inspired to try and share some of my memories of growing up in St. Lambert and attending CCHS after reading some of the essays already on the Alumni website. I am particularly inspired by those written by my old nemesis Andy Little. Andy teased me a great deal in high school and my heart sank when I heard that, like me, he was intending to study at Bishop’s University in Lennoxville. (Thanks to Mr. Templeton, then Principal,for taking the Grade 11 class there for a field trip). I fell in love with the campus.
At Bishop’s Andy met, fell in love with and married, a girl, Dolce Narizzano, who became a good friend of mine at Bishop’s. Our friendship has endured over the years and, as a result, I continued to know Andy and developed a great deal of respect for him and his many talents and I ended up, before his tragically early death, enjoying his and Dolce’s company a great deal.
I mention all of this because my years at CCHS, despite many good things, were not all happy ones. How I yearned to be a member of ‘the gang’ and to hang out at the “Cave’’ ( a soda bar). However, my lot in life seemed to have cast me as a ‘goody two shoes’ and I was pretty shy and awkward in the company of the boys.
Despite this, I do have some wonderful memories of good times. I think it was the evening of the end of the Grade !0 provincial exams (which we sat in the gym) when some of our class went down to the river bank for a big bonfire and a coca-cola and chips binge ! How daring we were !!
After graduation ceremonies in 1953 it was over to the city to hear Tony Bennett live at a nightspot, then back to Betty Brook’s for a house party followed by bacon and eggs for a few stragglers at my home.
I was into a lot of extracurricular activities in my high school years and these took me into Montreal quite often after school. I was a pretty regular passenger on the “Montreal and suffering counties”. One had to change streetcars at Youville Square to go to uptown (downtown?) Montreal and those streetcars were new and very sleek and really swayed as they travelled, often causing me bouts of nausea !
At one point a group of my female classmates and I decided that we would apply to be dancing girls in the annual Santa Claus Parade in Montreal. We were chosen and went in for a fitting for costumes and a meagre bit of training in choreography as I recall. Then, we were told to report to a warehouse somewhere in the city very early in the morning on the day of the parade. My parents offered to do the driving and I remember being super excited by the whole idea. Unfortunately I came down with a fever and raging flu the day before and just couldn’t go. It was a terrible disappointment. My dear parents kept their part of the bargain!
St. Lambert was, and I am sure still is, a wonderful place to grow up in and the school ( I was part of the first Kindergarten and the last class to graduate from the old St. Lambert High building) was certainly one to be proud of. The teachers were, as I recall, very supportive and went out of their way to see us through those challenging provincial final exams. As an adult I appreciated their devotion to a much greater degree than I had as their student.
Ruth Maben (Townshend) C'53 Member from Oakville, ON
What did you do after leaving high school?
Saturday, October 22, 1960 - Montreal, Canada
It was dusk when I first saw the Swedish freighter Atlantic Friend. She was bunkering alongside at Section 103, the Shell Dock, in Montreal East. I nervously reported on board to Captain Sjoberg. He seemed pleasant enough as he checked my Seaman's Idenity Card, and Canadian Passport. I had to sign on the crew list as a deck hand, although at this point the Captain intended to charge me $2.00 per day for my passage. He got one of the Mates to get two crew members to help me bring my sea chest on board. I was given the pilot cabin just below the bridge deck, on the port side. There was lots of room and the head and shower was just across the passageway. The Mate told me to settle in and see the Chief Officer in the morning. I watched as we completed fueling, and the tugs pulled us clear of the dock. Soon after the ship was moving at about 15 knots down the St. Lawrence River. There I was; just turned 18 years of age, on a Swedish freighter, working my passage to Europe.
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A diary of an old man..............
Its 1:35am writing helps me go to sleep... reading this may do the same for you...
Here is my life in a "box"... I'm a pack rat.. I admit it.. Why? No idea... I've always been one.. must be in the DNA... really, these are "keep sakes"... doesn't mean much of anything to anybody, except me. If I were to drop dead tomorrow all would end up in land fill.. shame, but that's the reality of it.
When I look at these "things" it helps me cope with daily living.. yes, it's all in the past, but, waking up every day seeing these "things" some how, reminds me of the life I've led, people, places, memories. I can smile and wonder what my new day will bring... lately not much.. being house bound.. so, dwelling on the past for me minimizes depression... stuck in the basement of a house, divorced from the outside world and contact with people. Here's where writing is my salvation... doesn't matter whether anyone reads my "dribble"... my mind stays active.
Recalling incidents when looking into my "box of life":
Like that button of the "Beaver River Rat Race"..... what a crazy time.. no longer held I believe. I could be wrong. It was held north of Toronto in Beaverton, Ontario every spring; at the heigth of the spring run off. Folks would gather on the Beaver River, in all sorts of home made makeshift floating vessels, to navigate the river...Why it got started, like a lot of events who knows, but it became a huge event years ago... a spectacular sight..seeing every kind of floating... couldn't call any of them a "boats"... devices.. restricted only by your imagination..attended by the thousands; spectators cheering on the colourful participants...laughter, clapping, singing, good clean fun. Hard pressed to find these days..
Then there are a slew of tie tacks. I used to love wearing a tie, haven't worn one in years... I think it was at a funeral last... I felt naked going to work without a tie. Some, collected from my time spent working at Pratt and Whitney, located in the town of Longueuil, Quebec, Canada... great time spent there... when I worked there, it was a giant family. In its hay day over 12,000 employees. This company was the world's leader in building 80% of the worlds small aircraft engines. There are examples of engines on the tacks.. my employee badge # 13207... a discarded/rejected fan blade used on an engine..I was there 16 years with a break in service, to join the USAF...
Then there are my stripes of rank attained in the USAF.. AIRMAN 1ST Class - AIRMAN 2ND Class - SARGEANT
THERE'S another 4yrs... San Antonio, Lackland AFB in Texas for basic training; Kessler Mississippi for Air Traffic Control School; Kaden AFB, Okinawa Japan first assignment (three Christmases); Seymour Johnston AFB, Goldsboro, North Carolina. Each place has a set of stories.... too many to tell... can't wait to bend my grand children ears! Some will have to go with me to my grave, unable to relate in mixed company... boys will be boys!!
The key chain of my first car...a '63 MG Midget, and few others after. Sorry, my texting finger is getting numb, and my vision is starting to get blurry, better hit the sack... thanks for tagging along.. nite
PHOTO OF THE MONTH
Dazzling light show on May 17, as Jacques Cartier Bridge was boldly lit up by Montreal's Moment Factory for the city's 375th birthday celebrations. Fireworks added a nice touch.
Montreal was founded on 17 May 1642 by Paul de Chomedy. The bridge is named for French explorer Jacques Cartier who landed on the island of Montreal on 2 October 1535.
It was a beautiful summery night with clear skies and a nice breeze.
Photo and comments by Frederic Hore C'70 from Montreal, QC
This ship was in two different days, two different months, two different years and two different seasons, but in two different centuries all at the same time.
Freak of Navigation
The passenger steamer SS Warrimoo was quietly knifing its way through the waters of the mid-Pacific on its way from Vancouver to Australia. The navigator had just finished working out a star fix and brought the result to the master, Captain John Phillips. The Warrimoo's position was LAT. 0 degrees 31' N and LON. 179 degrees 30'W. The date was 30 December, 1899.
First Mate Payton broke in....."You know what this means.....we're only a few miles from the intersection of the Equator and the International Date Line."
Captain Phillips was prankish enough to take full advantage of the opportunity for achieving this navigational freak of a lifetime. He called his navigators to the bridge to check and double check the ship's position. He changed course slightly so as to bear directly on his mark. Then he adjusted the engine speed.
The calm weather and clear night worked in his favour. At midnight the SS Warrimoo lay on the Equator at exactly the point where it crosses the International Date Line.
The consequences of this bizarre position were several. The bow of the ship was in the Southern Hemisphere and the middle of summer. The stern was in the Northern Hemisphere and in the middle of winter. The date in the aft part of the ship was 31 December, 1899. Forward it was 1 January 1900.
Who's Who Directory
Many of our alumni have gone on to lead prominent lives and contribute, in many ways, to Canadian and global society. The Alumni Association wishes to recognize these outstanding people and their achievements. In order for an alumna/alumnus to be included in The Who's Who Directory a nomination must be initiated by another alumns of the school, and the nominee must have agreed to the nomination. Click here to nominate a fellow alumni
RECENT CLASS REUNIONS
The Class of 1980 held a mini-reunion, organized by Ann Marie Gloutney C'80 Regular member form Hudson, QC. It was held on May 20th. at Kapetan's Restaurant in St. Lambert.
If your class is intending to hold a reunion please contact Angus Cross and we will do what we can to assist your efforts.
MINI-REUNION FOR CCHS CLASS OF '76 ON JUNE 22, 2017 IN TORONTO...
Dear fellow CCHS ’76 grads (and all those who feel connected to us) -
I (that's David Van Seters) am coming to Toronto in late June to visit my Mom and thought it would be a great opportunity for a mini-CCHS '76 reunion with those of you who are living in and around Toronto. Janet Neilson has graciously offered to host the event at her place on Thursday, June 22nd at 7 PM. She lives at 61 Lyndhurst Avenue in central Toronto. You can RSVP to me at firstname.lastname@example.org and please bring your partners.
We will organize some kind of dinner for everyone but please bring your own beer, wine, or 1970’s cocktails.
It will be great to see you all on June 22nd.
David Van Seters.
Flo Hinks (Trudeau) and Diane Buckley (Alder) - Class of 1960 were classmates at CCHS where we became friends. After grad, we went to Sir George Williams Business College together. We got jobs and went our separate ways for a while but still kept in touch. After we both got married we formed a gals bridge club and met once a week for a number of years. For the next 6 years we had babies but always got together whenever we could.
We then both moved to other provinces, Diane to Brantford, Ont and me to Prince George, B.C. Although we always kept in touch by mail and photos, we didn’t see each other again until 1986, for a short visit while we were visiting relatives in Toronto.
Now 31 years later, we managed to organize a mini reunion in Niagara Falls. I was taking my granddaughter on a tour of Ontario and Quebec to show her our roots. I knew that Diane and Bob had now retired and lived in Port Dover which was close to the Falls. We hooked up for a day and had a really great time catching up on family and also doing a lot of reminiscing over a 4 hour dinner! Accompanied by two great bottles of wine, the time passed too quickly. We parted with the hopes that we will meet again in the future for a longer visit.
Class Contacts Needed
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E. Joyce Home (nee Paynter) - 1924-2017
Peacefully passed away on Tuesday, April 18, 2017. Predeceased by beloved husband William Douglas Home and son James Douglas Home.
Yet another long serving CCHS teacher has left us.
If you notice an obituary of a classmate in your local paper
please forward details to Angus Cross at firstname.lastname@example.org.
This month our humour was submitted by Jim Baxter C'67 Life Member from Calgary, AB
YOU HAVE TO LOVE A GOOD NURSE
A policeman was rushed to the hospital with an inflamed appendix. The doctors operated and advised him that all was well; however, the patrolman kept feeling something pulling at the hairs in his crotch.
Worried that it might be a second surgery and the doctors hadn't told him about it, he finally got enough energy to pull his hospital gown up enough so he could look at what was making him so uncomfortable!
Taped firmly across his pubic hair and private parts were three wide strips of adhesive tape, the kind that doesn't come off easily --- if at all.
Written on the tape in large black letters was the sentence, "Get well soon from the nurse in the Ford Explorer you pulled over last week."
Kind of brings tears to your eyes doesn't it?
This came from a U.S. soldier's wife. It says it all:
"I sat, as did millions of other Americans, and watched as the government underwent a peaceful transition of power a few short months ago ...
At first, I felt a swell of pride and patriotism while Donald Trump took the Oath of Office.
However, all that pride quickly vanished as I later watched 21 Soldiers, in full dress uniform with rifles, fire a 21-gun salute to the President.
It was then that I realized how far America's military had deteriorated.
Every one of them missed the bastard ..."