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Ottawa, Ontario, 



W.A. Joyce, B. Sc. 


K.D. Niles, B.A 




J.S. Crockett 


Rev. E.E. Green, B.A., 
LT, L , B.D. 




I. A. Barclay, Vancouver 

C. Baxter, Ottawa 

R Campeau, Dunrobin 
J.D. Edmonds, Ottawa 
J.H. Gill, Ottawa 

J. Grainger, Ottawa 
W.A. Grant, QC, Montreal 
G.F. Henderson, QC, Ottawa 
K.R. Lavery, Ottawa 

D. Maclaren, Buckingham 
A.K. Maclaren, Ottawa 

F.S. Martin, Aylmer 

J.D. Morrison, Westmount 

F. Morton, Ottawa 

TV. Murray, Ottawa 

RJ. Paterson, Montreal 

The Rt. Rev. W.J. Robinson, Ottawa 

Dr. F.J. Sellers, Ottawa 

J.H. Smellie, Ottawa 

R.B. Southam, Hamilton 

DM. Stewart, Montreal 

E.P. Taylor, Willowdale 

J. Teron, Ottawa 
The Hon. J.N. Turner, QC. Toronto 
Dr. AG. Watson, Ottawa 
J.R. Woods, Pakenham 

GSM. Woolcombe, Washington, D.C. 



The Staff 

Other Staff 

The Graduates 

Form Pictures 

Masters Leaving 

Staff Coming and Going 



1st Football 

Junior Football . 
Bantam Football 

1st Soccer 

2nd Soccer 


1st Hockey 

2nd Hockey 



Sports Dinner and Awards 




Sports Day 





REVIEW 1978/79 

News and Events . . . 
Quiz and Crossword 
Fads and Trends. . . . 



About 50 years ago in Suffolk, England, 
an event occured which people in those 
days would have termed a 'blessed event'. 

About 50 years later, in Ottawa, another 
event occurred. This took place during the 
Old Boys' Reunion in November 1978 and 
was a tribute to Ray Anderson on the 
occasion of his 25th year at Ashbury. The 
individual in both cases was the same. 

Thus the working of fate. 

Often chance leads us to unusual places, 
and Ray Anderson must have been 
dismayed when he found himself plopped 
into the middle of a schoolboy world. 
These young innocents surely presented a 
strong contrast to the tough, masculine 
world of the armies of occupation with 
which he had served in Japan and Ger- 

I can think of two reasons for a vigorous 
man to spend half his life in one oc- 

1 . He gets into a rut. Not Anderson; 

2. He is happy, stimulated, frustrated 
sometimes, but generally satisfied with a 
continuing worthwhile accomplishment. I 
think this is Ray Anderson. 

And, of course, in this case, Ashbury is 
the winner. 

At Ray's dinner eight or nine short 
tributes were presented by guests from 
among the large number of Old Boys who 

One seemed to me to be the most ef- 
fective. 'Jeep' Green pointed out that 
Andy's influence among Ashbury's 
students was perhaps more widespread 
than that of any other teacher in the history 
of the school. Every boy in the senior 

school had felt his personality — on the 
sports fields — on duty days — in the 
gymnasium — on the parade ground; a 
strong, no-nonsense personality which onlv 
good schoolmasters possess. 

Ray's character is strong. And he was integrity. He is 
not a follower of those who sway with the winds of 
change. Changes in the overall policy of any in- 
stitution will always be considered, and some should 
be discarded. Andy will stand up and be heard in the 
latter case. 

Twenty-five years. Time to allow sons of Andy's 
former students to receive the same proper gymnastic 
instruction from which their fathers profited. Time for 
this second generation to charge at the attack on the 
soccer field, urged on by Andy's penetrating and 
commanding tones, charging as their fathers did. 

And time for a new gymnasium. Don't despair, Ray. 
You won't have to wait another 25 years. 

Mr. Anderson with Mike Sherwood 




A. Heffernan 

R.J. Anderson 

Mrs. J. Kennedy 

A. Elliot 

(At Mid- Page): 
Mr. Williamson 
is holding the 
cub 'Magic' on 
route to a new 
home out West; 
the story was in 
last years' 
Ashburian (Fa* 
Left): Mr. M.E. 
Jansen (Left): 
Mr. R Potter 
who returned to 
Stowe School in 
shire England, in 
Dec 1978. 

Write-up on 
page 37. 



English as a second language: Mrs. K. 

FRENCH: D.Morris 

H. Penton (English) 

J. Glover 

(Left): G. Lemele 

Mrs. C. Monk 

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(GEOGRAPHY): P. MacFarlane 

HISTORY: H Robertson 

(HISTORY): G. Heyd 

MUSIC: A. Thomas 

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K.Niles (HISTORY) 


(MUSIC): D. Brookes 


MATHEMATICS: R. H innel I (Above) 
D. fox (Right) 


SCIENCE: (Left) 

R. Williams. 

M. Varley (Right]. 



R.J. Anderson, CD. Army P.T. School. Director of 

C.W. Babbitt, CD., R.C.N. Carleton University. 
Junior School English. 

Mrs. Betty Babbitt, 1st Class Teacher's License 
(New Brunswick). Junior School Mathematics. 

ME. Jansen, Academic Diploma in Education 
(London). B.A. (Carleton). Master-in-Charge of Years 
4 and 5 Boarders. English. O.T.C 

Mrs. Jane Kennedy, B.A. (Mount St. Vincent). 
Business Studies. 

G. Lemele, B.A. (Paris). French 

J.L. Beedell, B. Sc. (Carleton). Ontario Teachers' 
Certificate. Junior School Science and Outdoor 

D. Brookes, B.A. (Carleton), Music. 

E.R. Chappell, B.A. (St. Francis Xavier), B.Ed. 
(University of Ottawa), MA. (Instituto de Filologia 

J.S. Crockett, Teacher Training (Stanmills College, 
Belfast). Ontario Teachers' Certificate. Junior 
School English, Geography and Mathematics. 
Acting Head of the Junior School for 1978-1979. 

Mrs. Karen Fort, B.A. (University of Toronto). 
Ontario Teachers' and English as a Second 
Language Certificates. 

DM. Fox, B. Math (Waterloo). Faculty of Education 
(Queen's). Mathematics and Chemistry. 

Mrs. D. Leachman, B.A. (Queen's), T.T.C. (British 
Columbia). Remedial Reading and Mathematics. 

D.D. Lister, A.B. (Princeton), MA. (York). Ontario 
Teachers' Certificate. Head of the Department of 

P.G. MacFarlane, B.A. (Carleton), B.Ed. (Queen's). 

A.M. Macoun, M.A. (Oxon). Academic Ad- 
ministrator. Head of the Department of Geography. 

Mrs. S.L. MacSkimming, B.A. (University of 
California at Berkeley). Remedial Reading. 

Mrs. C Monk, B.A. (Faculte des Arts de Lyon), 
Cambridge Language Diploma (Paris). French. 

D. Morris, B.A. (Hons) (University of Toronto) M.A. 

J. A. Glover, M.A. (Oxon ). French and German 

A. Heffernan, B.Ed. (Sherbrooke). Head Coach. 

H. Penton. B.A. (Carleton). English and History. On 
Exchange at Stowe School, England, until 
December 1978. 

CD. Heyd, M.A. (Toronto). Administrative 
Assistant. History. 

R.A.L. Hinnell, B.Sc. (Bristol). Education Certificate. 
Head of the department of Mathematics. 

DE. Hopkins, PhD , BSc. (Hull, England). Ontario 
Teachers' Certificate. Head of the Department of 

D.L. Polk, B.A (Dartmouth). English, French, 
Geography, History, Latin, in the Junior School. 

DC. Polk, B.A. (Carleton), Junior School History 
and English 

R.M. Potter, M.A. (Oxon). Master-in-charge of Years 
1,2, and 3 Boarders. In exchange with Mr. Penton 
until December 1978. 

J.H. Humphreys, Junior School Oral French and 

R.D. Rice, B.A. (Trent) Librarian. 


H.J. Robertson, B.A. (South Africa). Ontario GR. Varley, B.A (Concordia). Biology. 
Teachers' Certificate; Head of the Department of 

History. Master-in-Charge of Years 1 and 2 Mrs. MA. Varley, Quebec Teaching Certificate. 

Dayboys. Art. 

W.E. Stableford, B.A. (Western), Dip. Ed. (Western). R.A. Williams, B.Ed. (Western), B.Sc. (McMaster). 

Ontario Teachers' Certificate. Mathematics. Ontario Teachers' Certificate. Physics and 

A.C. Thomas, Bachelor of Music (Manchester, 

England), Certificate and Diploma in Education. E.L.R. Williamson, M.A. (Carleton). Ontario 

Director of Music. French. Teachers' Certificate. Economics. 

J. Valentine, B.A. (Manitoba). Junior School French 
and History. 

Dr. Rowan-LeggM.D., D.C.H., FA. A. P. 

Dr. PetrieM.D. 

Mrs. E.E. Hamilton, School Nurse 

B. Wallin, M.A. (Stanford), Bursar. 

Mrs. J.J. Marland, Matron. 

Mrs. Olive Thurston, Headmaster's Secretary. 

Mrs. Ethel V. Pryde, Accountant. 

Mrs. June Gensey, School Secretary. 

Mrs. Elizabeth Bury, School Secretary. 

Mrs. Ann Valiquette, Bookkeeper. 

Mrs. Nan Watt, Junior School Matron 
Mrs. M. Dalton, Nurse's Aid. 

Ms. Margaret Dalby, Development. 

Ms. Aline Chalifoux, Forum. 

J.B. Turner, B.A. (Ottawa), Development and 


M. Taticek, Chef. 




Ethel came to Ashbury in 1957, June in 1960 They were fast 
friends in Edinburgh before they emigrated to Canada and one 
feels that this friendship has enriched all who come their way — 
and all do: as School Secretary, June is the first contact most 
parents have with Ashburs either over the phone or in person, 
she is unfailingly polite, with a cheerful zest and concern for 
others welfare that confers a blessing on the hectic and perhaps 
humdrum routine of school life Practically all messages pass 
from her to members of the staff How different life would be if 
she were not so genuine' Ethel, too, is a girl for all seasons with a 
patience, loyalty and warmth that seem inseparable from her 
Scottish accent — as if one can not imagine these qualities in 
anyone unless they are graced by that distinctive Edinburgh burr. 
Ethel handles the staff and student accounts with a buoyant 
energy and good humour that turns one's payment of an account 
into a refreshing pause, although Ethel herself never seems to 
stop working 

D D.L. 



(Above Left): Mrs Elizabeth Bury. (Left): Mrs 
Olive Thurston, Mrs Ann Valiquette (Below): 


hi Mft IMIHIHO. 


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(Above): Mrs Ros Marland (Below): Ms Margaret Dalby (Right): Mr Bruce Wallm 

(Below): Ms Aline Chalifoux 

(Above/ Chef Mark Taticek 

fAbovej. Mrs Brunet and Mrs Ryan 



Cam arrived at Ashbury in 1977. He has contributed im- 
mensely to various aspects of school life such as swimming, 
rugby, Continuum discussions and, most importantly, doing 
what he calls "looking after the zoo" by being a prefect on the 
second flat. His goal — because of his experience as a 
boarder! 1 — is a psychology degree at Queen's. Two memories 
that appeal to him this year are (a) the weekend glass- 
collecting club, and (b) waking up in June. 

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of 
your seafaring soul . . . Kahlil Gibran. 


Les, born an Albanian revolutionary, came to Ashbury to be 
re-programmed in 1974; he says the process has been entirely 
successful and he intends to take Commerce at Queen's. He 
played football and hockey here "It's been a long time," he 
says and he suggests that, if you can't go to Miss Westgate, 
then MacDonald's, The Saucy Noodle or Harvey's will have to 

The song never dies, just the singer . . . 
The Cooper Brothers 


Brian comes close to being what you might call 'a lifer'; he 
came to Ashbury in grade 7. His school sports are football and 
rugger but his real passion is mountaineering! To this interest 
he adds the specialty of outdoor living. Brian has shown a 
talent for drama by performing in Animal Farm and The 
Crucible and by working as assistant director for the Junior 
play called Taran. His help, says DDL, was invaluable Brian 
intends, with that marked independence which he has always 
shown at Ashbury, to take a year off to travel and, of course, 
to climb 

No man who worships education has got the best out of 
education . . . Without a gentle contempt for education, no 
gentleman's education is complete. C.K. Chesterton. 



Even though this is Alec's first year in Ashbury, he has quickly 
won the respect of classmates and teachers alike with his 
good-natured personality. Besides homework, his favourite 
pastimes are skiing, football, soccer, golf, volleyball and 
tennis. He helped organize dances including the formal. He 
plans to attend U.B.C. for Engineering. 

The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you 
cannot do. Walter Bagehot. 


Michael's particular interest is high finance (he is writing a 
book on the imminent collapse of the economy) and he has 
had fledgling experience in the Cleaning Company and the 
Tuckshop to reinforce this interest. His other activities have 
included time-keeping at football games and chapel serving. 
Mike is both easy-going and determined: he has a ready smile 
and is always eager to tell you how to make a profit by ex- 
changing currencies. We look forward to celebrating the 
opening of the Bennett Gymnasium (after your second million, 

Fools say they learn from experience while I have always 
contrived to learn from others. Lord Bismark. 


Ross yearly distinguishes himself in the Waterloo 
Mathematics Contest. Not surprisingly, he is aiming for a 
computer science co-op program with a pure math minor at 
Waterloo. Ross is on the Board of Stewards and has helped 
produce the newsheet Information Ashbury. Other jobs in- 
clude doing the thankless job of the Junior School Colour 
Board, lighting for school plays and proofreading The Ash- 
burian (his accuracy is phenomenal). He particularly enjoys 
curling competitively, and the team effort (he's the skip) of 
beating Ridgemont 5-3 is a personal high point this year. 

He does not seem to me a free man that does not sometimes do 
nothing. Cicero. 



Wayne has handled his duties as head prefect with quiet tact 
and good grace; he knows how to stay cool under fire, a 
quality that will serve him well in the doctoring he hopes to do 
after University of Toronto. In addition to all this, he still is a 
top student while doing some debating, cycling, skiing, soccer, 
squash and tennis. All at once? Anyway, it all goes to prove: 

Good things come in small packages. 


Jean-Caston's two year career at Ashbury has been a highly 
successful one indeed. He has amassed an impressive list of 
accomplishments as a member of the hockey team, the Board 
of Stewards and the Prefects. J-G is heading for Ottawa 
University before going on for medicine. We trust that those 
long hours breeding fruit flies in Mr. Varley's lab will pay off! 
If J-G's perseverance in the face of flying pucks, un- 
cooperative flies and tons of functions homework is any in- 
dication, he shouldn't have any problems in attaining his 

Let the truth of love be lighted, Let the love of truth shine 
clear: Sensibility Armed with sense and liberty, iWith the heart 
and mind united In a single perfect sphere. 


Nariman is one of the quieter boarders of the school. He was 
born in Iran and is reputed to be the long, lost cousin six times 
removed of the Shah, and came to Ashbury in September of 
'77. Nariman enjoys swimming, wrestling and skiing, and when 
tired he likes a good game of chess. After graduating from 
grade 13 he will move on to Ottawa 'U' to study computer 



Justin came to Ashbury in 1973, and has never looked back 
(although we have!). Justin (alias "Bog Irishman", "Dick 
Decent", etc.) has actively pursued a variety of sports, in- 
cluding football, tennis, alpine skiing, and dancing. When he 
has to, he finds time to continue his studies. Justin hopes to 
take economics at Ottawa U. next year, with an eye towards a 
future Law career ("possibly at the Robert Redford School for 
the Hopelessly Good-looking"). What he remembers most 
about his last year at Ashbury are his duties as a Prefect and 
the fellowship of the Year 5 students. His graduation will mark 
the passage of another chapter in the Ashbury College Book 
of Unique Personalities! 

It is only prudent not to place complete confidence in that by 
which I have once been deceived. Rene Descarte. 


An eight year veteran of the school, Tim has been a colourful 
member of the graduating class. He combines athletic skill 
and toughness with a genuine good humour that enables him 
to get on with everyone. His football and hockey exploits are 
recorded elsewhere in this magazine. 

When I die, they say I'll go to heaven. I But I would rather go 
where my friends are. 


Joel first came to Ashbury in 1974 and has prospered as a 
senior member of the boarding community. Joel's myriad 
extracurricular activities have given him a reputation of great 
ability at everything he does; he enjoys football, tennis, water- 
skiing, alpine skiing, baseball and fishing, and cuts a fine 
figure on the dance floor. The high point of each week, for the 
boarders at least, may well have been Joel blow-drying his 
hair; who is to say what the impact of this ritual was on the 
awed crowd of assembled yokels? He intends to take an arts 
course at either McGill or Concordia and would like to study 
fashion in New York after that. 

/ would like to know what this whole show is all about before 
its out. Piet Hein. 



Peter's first year was in the fall of '77. While not well known as 
a studious, hardworking lad, he does stand a chance at 
graduating He is better known on the playing fields where he 
enjoys football, hockey, skiing and tennis. In his spare time he 
goes to dances, listens to music or rides his motocycle. Next 
year he plans to go to Ottawa U' and the year after to Queen's 
to study law. His optimism about life is shown by a lyric from 
the Cooper Brothers: 

The dream never dies, just the dreamer. 


Jeff was one of Ashbury's vaunted designated imports this 
year. He hails from the Windy City. Jeff's a travelling poet on 
his way to fame and fortune. He plays football, skis, golfs and 
smokes like a chimne\ He also demonstrates considerable 
prowess in backgammon and an excellent taste in music He 
would like to pursue an arts program in the Ivy League, 
heading towards either Law or Journalism The acquaintance 
has been short but sweet, you might say. 

Come in dear boy. Have a cigar. Pink Flovd. 


Bruce has been at Ashbury on and off (mostly off) since 1973, 
and has had one of the more colourful careers of any student 
in recent history. Bruce ("Bishop Hicks") is famous for his 
dynamic role in the school's worship program, as a member of 
the Board of Stewards and, in his own words, as a person "who 
likes to interfere in the organization of any activity that takes 
place." He confesses to liking "soccer with the girls". He 
hopes to study Political Science at McCill, although he might 
be better suited to the bar. Bruce's dauntless cheerfulness and 
ready wit (when it's ready) will be sorely missed 

The more control, the more that requires control: this is the 
road to chaos. Pan Spechi aphorism. 



Shawn came to Ashbury in September of 1972 for grade 7. 
While he enjoys football, basketball and cross-country skiing, 
he is better known for his academic achievements. Because of 
his size, which is in no way lacking, he played on the first 
football team, although this year he managed the team. 
Outside the academic field Shawn's activities are limited, but 
he does enjoy dances and the like. Next year he plans to got to 
Western Ontario to study accounting or possibly law. As 
parting word he leaves us with the following: 

Life, my son, is like a chess match. Each move must be carefully 
considered, and its long-term implications weighed against 
reality. A Father's advice to his son, on his 18th birthday. 


Ian has been at Ashbury for a number of years. His talent on 
the football field has won him a place on the first football 
team for the last three years Besides football, Ian tosses a 
mean javelin which made him one of the best in past 
Provincial competitions. Along with his prefect duties, Ian was 
on the dance committee. His future is not certain as yet, but 
wherever he finds himself, we wish him the best of luck. 


Michael was born in Bedford, England and first came to 
Ashbury in the fall of 77. He seems to like lots of action as he 
loves downhill skiing, drag racing and road racing, not 
necessarily in that order. He is not sure where he will go on 
from here or what he will do, but wherever the winds take him, 
we wish him lots of success. 



John has really come into his own this year. As editor of this 
yearbook it was he who decided on our distinctive divider 
pages, indeed, the design of the magazine is his and shows an 
increased consistency and artistic standard over previous 
years John has also left his mark by performing over the years 
in The lourne\ by Eva Garbary, Animal Farm (adapted by 
DDL), Unman, Wittering and Zigo by Giles Cooper and The 
Crucible by Arthur Miller. This year he has served on the 
Outreach Committee In his seven years at Ashbury John has 
enjoyed soccer, softball, broomball, curling and sailing. He 
has also invented his own simulation games. At university he 
hopes to take economics, journalism and drama. A varied 
career all round' 

. . . You may never understand 
How the stranger is inspired 
But he isn't always evil 
And he isn't always wrong . . 
Billy Joel 


Chris came to Ashbury for the first time last year. He was born 
in Ecuador and after six years in Germany moved to Canada 
As a result he speaks Spanish, German and English fluently. 
He enjoys soccer and was on the first team in the Fall. Where 
he will go on from here, he is not sure of yet, but whatever he 
does, we wish him the best. 


After being born in Montreal, Quebec, Gordon came to the 
school in 74. Being a rough and ready guy he enjoys rugby 
and football with skiing on the side His favourite hobby is 
playing trouble, and not the game with a pop-a-matik. Gordon 
can't wait 'till the barbecue, so he can stuff himself, ^nd 
Closing Day because "this is where it ends". His philosophy of 
life can be briefly stated with the quotation by Ian Druny 
u hich simply states: 

Sex, drugs and Rock and Roll. 

And if you're taken in bv all this macho talk, turn to last year's 
Ashburian and read some poetry he wrote. A complex and 
sensitive guy whom we'll miss! 



Ian came to Ashbury way back in '73. He enjoys squash, golf 
and swimming and does quite well in them. Ian has some 
talent for acting as can be seen from the school plays he has 
been in. He is also a part-time debater, a talent that does not 
surprise Mr. Niles who mentions lan's innate talent for 
metaphysical distinctions in the Theory of Knowledge class. 


Jim joined us in '74 and has, he says, wandered about the halls 
in a stupor ever since. He enjoys baseball, downhill skiing and 
has a vicious toe-kick in league soccer. Next year he will go to 
Queen's to take engineering. Jim leaves Ashbury knowing- 
exactly what-nobody is sure of. Why he chose the following 
quotation by Michel Eyquem de Montaigne is beyond the 
scope of this publication, but here goes: 

The value of life lies not in the length of days, but in the use we 
make of them. 

Right on, Jim! 


Frank was born in Wakefield, Quebec and entered grade 11 in 
'76. This year he was on the Board of Stewards and joined Mr. 
Hinnell's class for unique (disadvantaged) mathematical 
geniuses. Anyway, he plays soccer, tennis, and, strange fellow, 
enjoys jogging. Next September he hopes to go to McCill 
University to take either engineering or basketweaving. The 
most important thing he learned at Ashbury, he says, is 
tolerance of other people and how to accept things as they 

Wanderers in that happy valley through two luminous windows 
saw spirits moving musically to a lute's well-tuned law; 
Round about a throne, where sitting in state his glory well 
befitting, the ruler of the realm was seen. Edgar Allan Poe. 



Frank came to Ashbury last year after being brought up in 
South Africa. He enjoys cycling, water-skiing, tennis and water 
polo and made it on the first football team as a crazed Cape 
Buffalow. He says that he is "looking forward to a most 
unusual closing ceremony", whatever that is supposed to 
mean. He is going to McCill next fall to take engineering. As a 
parting word he quotes Joshua Nkomo: 

/ always have lots of advice to give, it may not be worth 
anything, but its free. 


Very little can be said about Bernie (or Barney, if you prefer) 
that is suitable for a brief resume of this type. Bernie came 
here in 1976 and has done his best to remain out of the public 
eye (he staunchly refuses to sign autographs). He did manage, 
however, to play on both the football and soccer teams in 
successive years, and he participates heavily in such ex- 
tracurricular activities as Math tutorials Renowned for his 
staff impressions (his repertoire includes Messers Stableford, 
Williamson, Heyd and Niles), he claims that his fondest 
memory of school life is the time Mr. Stableford smiled (10.23 
a.m., Friday, February 16th, 1979). Bernie expects to attend the 
Pembroke Institute of Horticulture, or Ottawa U. for Phys. Ed. 
next year 


Henry was born in the Orient and came to Ashbury in 1977 
after taking the wrong bus in downtown Hong Kong. He liked 
it and decided to stay. He isn't much of an athlete but does 
enjoy floor hockey. Another reason that he left Hong Kong 
might be because he got his driver's license and would like tc 
explore this continent. After leaving grade 13 Henry plans 'j 
go to Carleton University to study mechanical engineering. 



David and his Opel came to Ashbury in '75 and after a year's 
absence returned to complete grade 13. After being asked 
what sports he plays, he listed a long series of sports, but at 
the end said: "What the hell, I'll try anything." He was a 
member of the formal committee, the Bruce Hicks Fan Club, 
helped organize the Talent Show and started Ashbury's first 
Grand Prix grocery cart racing. (We all have our problems). 
Next fall he plans to go to Queen's to study pre-med. 


Mike's been at Ashbury since grade five and much to the 
distress of his classmates has steadfastly refused to leave. He 
is infamous for his bad puns which won't be missed when he 
leaves this year. The groans of his latest pun still echo off the 
walls in the bio. lab. In fitting with his character, Mike punted 
for the football team (no punt intended). Next fall he is going 
to 'U' of 'O' to study a pre-med science course. His music 
talents are lacking as can be heard when the band practices, 
more proof to this fact is that he is "into hard rock." Mike's 
life can be summed up in three famous words by Steve Martin: 

Well, excuuuse me! 


Abby has been at Ashbury since 1974. He plays football, 
softball and lacrosse; his athletic contributions to the school 
are rounded out by his quiet competence as a prefect and his 
unfailing good nature. Next fall he hopes to go to McGill to 
study either medicine or commerce. 

Truly, circumstances alter cases, but circumstances do not 
change the principles. Egerton Ryerson — The Story of My Life. 



Peter is one of the few boarders who is not a member of the 
Weekend Bottle Collecting Club; rather he engages in the 
Smith-Robertson Philosophical Discussions, prefect duties, 
first soccer, Mother Tucker's apple pie with cream on top and 
is notorious for his sweet tooth. Peter plans to attend Trent 
University for Enviromental and Resources Studies and Third 
World development and wants to travel extensively to see the 
world as: 

Education is an admirable thing; but it is well to remember that 
nothing that is worth knowing can be taught. Oscar Wilde. 


Bernie "moose" Seyferth lumbered into Ashbury in '77 when 
he entered grade 12. Ever since the first day students and 
teachers alike have looked up to him, except when he is sitting 
down. Naturally Bernie played first football and occasionally 
the field. He also enjoys volleyball, tennis and basketball. 
Bernie was made a prefect since they needed a 'hit man' — 
"want your frace broken?" But under all that brawn is a nice 
guy. He was on the Board of Stewards and generally helped in 
organizing activities like the ice sculpturing — 'artistic 
watchamacallit'. Next fall Bernie is off to the Northern 
Alberta Institute of Technology to study forestry, no doubt to 
become another Paul Bunyan. 


"Bulb" the mad Ukranian, first came to Ashbury in 1974. He 
enjoys football, and, no doubt due to his size, he is quite good 
at it. He also plays baseball, and is an avid chess fan. When he 
graduates, Bob is going to Ottawa "U" to study science. As a 
piece of advice, he says: "you can't beat the system at Ash- 
bury, so you might as well make the best of it." It isn't original, 
but then, who is? 



Although this was JK's first and last year, he has left his mark 
on the soccer field and the hockey rink. With his talents the 
first soccer team managed to make it to the finals. He also 
enjoys a relaxing game of golf or chess. Together with his 
younger brother, they have left a favourable impression on 
the grade 13 day boys' form. Next year he plans to attend 
either Western or Queen's. 


Paul was born in Tacoma Wash, and this was his first year at 
the school. He is an outdoorsperson, enjoying fishing, cam- 
ping, swimming and canoeing. Next year he is either attending 
U.B.C. or Ryerson to take electrical engineering. He was 
greatly influenced by the famous Doctor Hopkins, as can be 
seen from his chosen quotation: 

"Right chaps! We're movin' on ..." 


Robin has graced Ashbury with his presence ever since he first 
put his left feet into grade ten. Forgetting his two left feet, 
Robin is a good soccer player and is even better as a freestyle 
skier. He was also on the formal committee. Like many (too 
many in fact) of his classmates he is looking forward to the 
closing ceremonies. After a brief period of meditation, Robyn 
is going to U of T to study archaeology. His positive attitude 
about school is brought forward with the quotation from Paul 

When I think back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a 
wonder I can think at all. 



Stephen, born in Montreal, came to Ashbury in 1974 but took 
a year off to sample boarding life at T.C.S. He enjoys curling, 
cross-country skiing, the marathon and cycling. Chess and the 
Ashburian are also part of his activities. He hopes to take 
commerce at Queen's. He points out that "a person has to 
study either for the love of it or be into S-M; an Ontario 
scholarship (for achieving 80%) works out to approximately 
$.07 per hour of study time." We hope he improves his hourly 


Bruce ("Pinhead") Taylor is a long-standing member of the 
Ashbury boarding community, and is justly famous both for 
his uncanny ability to shirk any unlooked-for responsibility 
and to muss his hair in even the weakest breezes. Seriously 
though, Bruce has had much to contribute to school life: he is 
an active tennis player, climber, snowshoer and skier, and he 
has undertaken the task of organizing the school's fledgling 
Foster Child sponsorship program (after much prodding and 
arm-twisting from cohort David Welch!). Bruce will take his 
half-inch-wide ties and collarless shirts to the University of 
Victoria this fall, where he plans to study Physics and 

Make not your thoughts your prisons. William Shakespeare. 


Who will ever be able to forget that mysterious figure, bent 
over his poorly-illuminated desk in the wee hours of the 
morning, desperately attempting to finish his functions prep 
before the Breakfast Bell goes? Tony Wang has acquired a 
reputation as a studious, resourceful, and personable student 
in his lone year at Ashbury (although he's known as a truly 
terrible soccer player!) Tony hails from Hong Kong, and 
brought with him a wicked sense of humour. He is reputed to 
have won the Upper Flat Insult Competition beating Bruce 
Hicks in the final round by a TKO. Tony hopes to turn 
Professional next year at the University of Toronto. 



Pierre came to Ashbury in the fall of '74. His favourite sports 
are tennis, broomball and skiing. Pierre's driving exploits are 
heard far and wide as a little streak of yellow flashes by. Last 
year he organized the Maintenace Company and with his 
valuable experience he hopes to enter Ottawa "U" or Western 
to take business administration. His driving techniques and 
life can be summed up by: 

Where there's a will, 
There's a way. 


Tim's cartoon of Mr. Niles' office in last year's Ashburian will 
long be remembered. He lists his school activities as "the ones 
I can't escape from." His favourite sports are "hide and seek 
and bull leaping." He insists that he'll settle for nothing less 
than Oxford University or Kemptville to pursue his interests in 
"fish farming in desert regions." 

He that lets 

The small things bind him 

Leaves the great 

Undone behind him. Piet Hein. 


The award for the best quotation must surely go to Dave A 
veteran of Ashbury life (1971), he plays soccer, curling, and 
basketball and, in addition to being a prefect, he is involved in 
the Board of Stewards, debating, chess, Continuum and 
Ashbury's fosterchild program. He describes himself as "a 
hopeless optimist whose policy is to abjure promulgating 
obfuscatory syntactical anomalies of a brobdingnagian 
nature." Watch out U of T! Here is Dave's award winning 

There is great disorder under heaven, and the situation is ex- 
cellent. Mao. 



Chuck has been at Ashbury since Grade 5, and his graduation 
is long-overdue! He has become somewhat of a landmark at 
the school. Chuck has thoroughly enjoyed his many years at 
Ashbury, and his contributions to school life have been many 
and varied. He enjoys curling, Softball, canoeing and snooker, 
and has held positions with the Board of Stewards, Inreach 
Committee, Information Ashbury, and Continuum. He hopes 
to take Natural Science at Western next year, and intends to 
pursue a degree in medicine. With him goes Ashbury's last 
genuine Prognathus Jaw (see photo) 

Be patient now, my soul; thou hast endured still worse than 
this. Homer-The Odyssey. 



Stephane the French cowboy, has been at Ashbury for a 
number of years. Stephane is an avid soccer player and will try 
any other sport that comes along He participates in the 
photography club and is quite good with a camera, as can be 
seen from many pictures in present and past Ashburians. If he 
isn't in the dark room, then he can be found snoozing in the 
back of french class Stephane is in grade 12, but is leaving 
this year to get an early start in life. What ever he does in the 
future, we are sure that he will be successful! 


For a write-up of 
Cam and David see 
page 93 




9A (Front): Freitag, H ., Blair, M , Futterer, M ., Fraser, S , Fill ion, A , Bokovoy, P., Desjardins, C ., Brown A , Matthews, M. (Back): Mr H J 
Robertson, Baxter, J , Ellis, S , Bobinski, J , Chow, E , Caza, M., Campeau, B., Ashworth, F , Welch, D., (Form prefect). Missing: Bobinski, 
E , Deernsted, C 

9C (Front): Kyssa, A , Khan, A., Horwood, P., Hall, D , Moonje, D , Lemvig-Fog, D , Grainger, S , MacMahon, J. (Back): Mr CR Varley, 
Miner, M , Latta, R., Lister, A., Mann, R , Gamble, D , Milroy, R., Lister, J. 


9N {Front): Scoles, )., Sellers, T , Naisby, S., Yull, D , Przednowek, M , Ruddock, M.. Nipperdey, A [Back): Mr R A Williams, Wickens, S 
Young, D , Wilson, G , Pelletier, D Missing: Wickham, J 

10A (Front): Freeth, M., Dewhtrst, I., Daniels, /., Cormley, B., Bejkosalaj, T., Hall, K., Groves, 7. (Back): Mr DM Fox, Clyde, A., Cadieux, F , 
Corbett, D , Bossons, B , Mozer, F, (Form Prefect). Missing: Gauvreau, F 


70K (Front): Mierins, J , Morrison, B , Molozzi, M , Konrad, R (Back): Keenan, K , Murray, S , Knegler, A , Owen, D , Vanasse, P (form 
prefect), Mr DD Lister 

7 OR (Front): Williamson, T , Rama, D , Tamblyn, R , von Roijen, J , Wright, C , del Villar, S , Steele, P (Back): Foyarty, J (form prefect), 
Rosenberg, M , Smith, A , Wirth, C , Stone, D , von Wendt, T Missing: Welch, S , Mr D Morris 


77A (Front): Kirlin, J., Goudie, G , Kronick, M., Johnston, A., Hierlihy, P., Khedmatgoazar, M., Assaly, S., Andrews, D. (Back): Mr G.J. 
Lemele, Aris, C , Haslam, R., Kirkwood, J , Dym, J , Habets, R , Eddy, J , Kremer, M Missing: Gardner, S. Form prefect, Chodikoff, W. 

TIL (Front): Parks, R, Scheming, C , Paterson, A, Porreca, F, Mozer, S , Schnubb, A, Nader, J , Petrakos, G., Reeves, A. (Back): Mr. P.G. 
MacFarlane, Nesbitt, M , Reeves, S , Maclaren, A , Leakey, N , Romain, M., Sciarra, J , Mcintosh, G., Place, A , Seyferth, B (form prefect) 


USE (Front): Seguin, B , Venter, P., Youldon, I , Whalley, K , Smith, K , Wang, C , Waller, C . Tomalty, W (Back): Mr WE Stableford, 
Raikles, A., (form prefect), Watson, A , Sellers, G , Woods, J , Somers, A., Webb, T , Williams, B 

12A (Front): Chisholm, C , Dayaram, M , Assad, A , Boz, N , Brearton, A , Azadeh, A , Beedell, D , Abbott, E , Biewald, R (Back): Mr 
Glover, Clark, J , Desjardms, C , Almudevar, A , Bravo, M , Chang, C , Benitz, D , Conyers, J., Anderson, C. (form prefect). 


12F (Front): Fonay, N, Fong, H , Niero, J , Mainguy. P, Keyes, B, Kadziora, P, Mozer, S, Keenan, J , Langlois, N. (Back): Habets, F, 
McCunn, J Morrison, C , Kocsis, S Martin, P., Munro, L , Mezger, R , Creenberg, R , Jackson T , Maclaren, F Missing: Mr R J Anderson, 
Robertson, P (form prefect) 

120 (Front): Warwick, W , Yuan, C, Tamblyn, D , Perron, S , Teng, W , Yuen, B , Wiley, ) O'Connor, B (Bac^l Dr D E Hopkins, Roberts, 
A Puttick, J , Smith, C , Rigby, V , Wenkoff, J , Zaidi, M , Kayser, I , (form prefect) Missing: Rafie A , Wostenholme, M 




Mr. Potter arrived in the fall of 1978, on ex- 
change for Mr. Hugh Penton who took Mr. Potter's 
place at Stowe School in Buckinghamshire. The 
year and a half he spent at Ashbury, before 
returning to a housemastership at his own school, 
were worthwhile both for Mr. Potter and for all of 
us who became his friends and co-workers. My own 
sense of comradeship with him was deepened by 
the experience of acting in the school play — 
Unman, Wittering And Zigo — in which I had the 
lead role; in that endeavour, Mr. Potters patience 

and calmness were a revelation to me, as well as 
being a necessary source of strength. He was, in- 
deed, a hard man to ruffle; his sense of himself and 
his insight into other people's motives were both 
clear and firm. His opinions, which were fun to 
seek, were shared without pretension, and they 
were infused with his Oxford training, his wide 
reading and his equally extensive travels and 
observations of the world from India to Mexico. He 
was, may I say, a seasoned schoolmaster. I can 
think of no higher praise. 


R.M. P. at(Left): Chicten Itza and Uxmal, Mexico. 



Gordon Heyd joined the Staff in September, 1974 
from the American School, Switzerland and im- 
mediately embarked upon a career of remarkable 

As Administrative Assistant he was responsible 
for the supervision of the domestic personnel and 
for the maintenance of the plant, subsequently 
dealing with such variety matters as careers, 
university entrance, statistics, prizes and parents' 
receptions. In addition to his administrative duties, 
Mr. Heyd has taught History, Politics and English. 

His keen sense of humour and wide range of 
interests, from sport to music, have made him 
invaluable, both professionally and socially. His 

interest in music, which includes ability to play the 
organ, is reflected in his extensive collection of 
records; I hope that I may ultimately be forgiven 
for persuading him to buy a recording of the 
Sibelius Violin Concert — the only matter on which 
we have ever disagreed. 

Mr. and Mrs. Heyd rapidly made their mark on 
the social scene of Auhbury with many of us en- 
joying their gracious hospitality. 

Mr. Heyd leaves us to take up a teaching post in 
the department of History of the University of 
Toronto and we wish him, Mrs. Heyd and their sons, 
every success and happiness in the future. We shall 
miss them and assure them of a warm welcome 
whenever they can visit us. 





Doug Wyman was the Fall term's math tutor. He 
came from Waterloo doing his third year in 
mathematics. He was born in Sudbury and at- 
tended Nickel District Secondary School. While 
there he played basketball, wresling and tried to be 
involved in as many things as he could. His hobbies 
are chess, music (plays the trumpet) and math. 
During the summer months he worked for 
Dominion and in a nickel mine. When asked about 
the sports at Ashbury, Doug was "favourably 
impressed by the total involvement." He coached 
the second football team and was in charge of the 
chess club. He enjoyed teaching at Ashbury and 
thought it "superior to public schools" He 
enriched mathematics by putting up math 
problems and offering drink to the first person to 
answer them. His plans for the future are either to 
become a math teacher or go into computer 
sciences. Which ever Doug chooses, he leaves 
Ashbury knowing that he did a good job and that he 
has our best wishes. As a parting word he left us 
with the following problem: Prove Coldbach's 
conjecture: Every even number greater than two 
can be expressed as the sum of two primes.' 
Nanno Habets 


Geoffrey Thomas comes to Ashbury to take Mr 
Heyd's position as Administrative Assistant 
General in charge of University Admissions and 
Liaison, Parents' Nights, Prizes, Careers Guidance 
and even Fire Drill, He thus includes under his 
umbrella — (when he is not teaching English, that 
is) — a brief dealing with the futures of grades 12 
and 13 students in both a practical and theoretical 
sense, key functions involving parents, and the 
safety of everyone from day to day. 

Mr. Thomas attended Lake of Two Mountains 
High school, outside Montreal. While there he 
edited the yearbook and took part in the Students' 
Council as well as in the Mock Parliament. 

After spending one year at MacDonald College, 
he taught in Lennoxville, then, in 1962, enrolled at 
Bishop's University where he gained further 
teaching experience by helping Ralph Gustafson 
teach a freshman English course; this practical 
experience was continued through his MA. year in 
which he also read Anglo-Saxon literature. 

Although offered a permanent position at 
Bishop's, he left to teach at Laurentian High School 
where he became Vice-principal in 1972. 

In 1978, Mr. Thomas felt again the stirrings of 
those inner currents that, if surrendered to, lead us 
— one hopes — onwards; he resigned his position 
and settled in Ottawa with his eye on Ashbury. 
During the past year he was supply taught at 
Philemon Wright — his patience being rewarded 
after Mr. Heyd accepted a position at U of T. 

We welcome Geoff Thomas to the Ashbury staff 
with the expectation that the association will be 
long and productive. 


Born in Cambridge, Mr. McCrum is the youngest 
of 2 brothers and 1 sister. 

His father became Headmaster of Eton College 
in 1970 — a school which Steve attended from 
1973-1978. While there he edited a school 
newspaper called the Eton Chronicle. He says that 
out of 8 issues "one of them may have been good." 
He also co-directed plays such as Toad of Toad Hall 
and One Way Pendulum. While not studying 
physics, chemistry and math he diverted himself 
with rugby, soccer, squash and rowing. 

At Corpus Christi College, Cambridge, Steve 
intends, this fall, to read anthropology. 

He has travelled extensively throughout Europe 
and Japan. In the latter country, he was fortunate 
enough to study under the great master or 'sensei' 
Hikitsuchi who is about 65 years old, 5 feet tall, a 
Shinto and Buddhist priest and a black belt, tenth 
dan, Aikido. Steve remembers him vividly as "an 
amazing man. He came to give a demonstration in 
the U.S. and faced with 3 of their toughest marines 
he promptly threw them all over the place." In 
another filmed demonstration, Hakitsuchi stood in 
a circle of 8 armed men; time lapse photography 
showed that between one fram and the next the 
master had moved outside the circle. The armed 
men stabbed air. 

Mr. McCrum has observed life on the top flat 
with commendable sang-froid; his self-possession 
and wry good humour, combined with a capacity 
for work, have set an example that one trusts 
Ashbury boys have taken to heart. Both staff and 
students regret that his stay was necessarily short, 
and, in saying 'thank you' for all his practical help 
(with various duties and in the tutoring of 
mathematics), we wish him a fond farewell and the 
best of good browsing in the libraries of Cam- 

Sanyi Kocsis with DDL. 




Above Lett: On the mall Top - Bottom: Mr Hyndman explains how the artist 
tries to 'see' the subject's mind in the emerging portrait 

Above: A portrait of Mr Diefenbaker 


About Robert Hyndman's first solo showing in 
1947, a critic in the Ottawa Citizen noted: 
"Essentially honest in his work the artist puts an 
intensity of feeling into his productions and it is 
readily felt by those who view his canvasses." This 
appreciation is still apt, as even a casual glance at 
the opposite page shows; that "tensity of face" as 
Mr. Hyndman puts it was not easy to capture, even 
though artist and subject were old friends. "You'd 
think that, after years of painting, these things 
would be easy — but they're not," he cheerfully 
admits. A memory helps to explain the difficulty of 
the process: during the August days when he 
painted the portrait, Mr. Hyndman recalls saying to 
Mr. Joyce, "I'm beginning to see your mind in the 
paint." That quality of mind is what the artist has 
been striving for in all his portraits for 34 years, and 
it is evident in the gentle but unmistakeable force 
of Canon Woolcombe's face which Hyndman 
painted in 1951, as well as in Mr. Perry's portrait 
done in 1965. The present Headmaster's likeness is 
clearly in the Hyndman tradition; in the artist's 
words, "I wanted to convey the feeling that there's 
lots going on in that head," and indeed, the dignity 
and penetration of Mr. Joyce's gaze in the portrait 
opposite leave no room for doubt. 

Mr Hyndman was born in Edmonton in 1915 and 
attended McKay Avenue Public School, then 
Shawinigan Lake School in B.C. for three years. He 
admits to being "hurled out of many classes" for 
drawing caricatures of his teachers. He attended 
Ashbury from 1931-1934. In spite of the attentions 
of teachers like Harry Wright and Canon 
Woollcombe, he remained, he says, "A hopeless 
scholar." His next step in life was to attend Central 
Technical School in Toronto from 1934-1937. 
There, teachers like Carl Schaeffer, Peter Howorth, 
and Elizabeth Wyn Wood made an immense im- 
pression on him. He gained two years further 
training at the Central School of Arts and Craft in 
London, England. He arrived back in Canada the 
day war was declared and joined the Air Force. 
After training in Saskatoon, he instructed in 
Harvard aircraft at Uplands until he was lucky 
enough to be able to join the Canadian Spitfire 
Wing (No. 126) at Biggin Hill, England. 

The war, he remembers, was "exciting and 

terrible ... I was thankful to be in a Spitfire — it 
became a part of you — a real extension of 
yourself and gave you a feeling of tremendous 
power." His Wing Commander saved his life at 
least three times; part of the artist's trouble being 
that he tended to watch clouds or to be riveted by 
the way a plane curved away in flight. And the 
poignant contrasts: he remembers flying back over 
the Channel on a clear blue day, with bitter 
memories of the friends who were left behind. 

"During this time," he says, "I kept painting and 
drawing fellow officers and such. Somebody at the 
Ministry must have seen something. Anyway, I was 
invited on my leave in the fall of 1944 to spend 6 
months painting all sorts of heroes and Air Mar- 
shals." This job continued in Ottawa and led to his 
first major break — a showing of war artists at the 
National Gallery followed, by his first one-man 
exhibition in 1947. 

The warmth and intensity which characterize Mr. 
Hyndman's portraits are a product of his long 
apprenticeship and wide experience. His own sense 
of balance must be an invaluable asset when he 
comes to what he candidly calls the "gut- 
wrenching job" of portrait painting. But then, this is 
practicing (read 'tried and tested') artist in more 
than one kind of combat; the comparison between 
art and warfare is a natural one, he points out. 

A final anecdote suggests Mr. Hyndman's 
composure. He was commissioned to paint the 
portrait of a distinguished American living near 
Phoenix, Arizona. For two weeks the subject kept 
plying him with alcohol, refusing to sit. The day 
before Mr. Hyndman was scheduled to leave, 
someone organized a trip to climb a small 
mountain near the Mexican border. Clutching easel 
and paint box, with despair in his heart, Hyndman 
trudged after his wayward host. Then someone 
dropped a lighted match. "In a few minutes," he 
recalls, "The grass and cacti were ablaze for miles 
around, and then most suddenly boomed: "Now 
you can paint me, Hyndman!" So against this 
background of flame and smoke, I painted like hell 
. . . Fortunately, the painting came off." 

He must be grateful that not everyone demands 
Gottedammerung as a backdrop. 







Front Row: J Fogartv J Callaman, S Mozer, B Keyes, A Raikles. T Farquhar, D Pigott, P Vanasse, A Assad, J Keenan, A Boyd, B 
Bievsald. E Abbott Middle Row S Lavery (Manager), B Baxter, B Shulakewych, B Seyferth, F Nel, I Kayser, S Gardiner, P. Coebbels, C. 
Maclean, F Mozer, M Puttick. J Jackson, W A Joyce, esq. Back Row: B. Taylor, J.C. DesCoteaux. C Desardins, F. Maclaren, D Martin, C, 
Morrison N Langlois, A , Roberts, J. Conyers, A Hefternan (Coach), J Valentine (Ass't Coach). 



Far Left: Justin Fogarty picks up blocking from Ewan Abbott 
against Sir John A MacDonald attackers Middle Left: Kevin 
Keyes, Chris Molson, Dave Green return for the Old Boys' 
Came Near Left: Michael Spencer — a k a "OT Sabre 
Tooth" — smiles hungrily 


Leading Rushers: Bob Biewald — 163 yds , 21 
carries; Ian Kayser — 148 yds , 21 carries; Justin 
Fogarty — 102 yds., 32 carries 
Leading Receivers: Fergus Maclaren — 6 for 78 
yds.; Justin Fogarty — 4 for 76 yds.; Ian Kayser 
— 2 for 35 yds ; Ewan Abbott — 3 for 30 yds 


Q.B. Passing: Alec Boyd — 27 passes, 14 com- 
pletions, 6 interceptions, 135 yds.; Abby Raikles — 
13 passes, 6 completions, interceptions, 123 yds. 
Punting: Joel Gallaman — 21 kicks for 677 yds., 
32.2 yds. average; Tim Farquhar — 8 kicks for 204 
yds., 25.5. yds. average. 

Punt Returns: Justin Fogarty — 9 carries for 71 yds.; 
Ian Kayser — 2 carries for 8 yds. 

Above Right: Bishop' Hicks with Liz Camp and Lynn Parker 
Ross Brown looks on. Below: (A) Chris Assad, (S) Liz Seward, (H) 
Sue Warren, (B) Amanda Lovett, (U) Colette Vanasse, (R) Jane 
Pigott, (Y) Gladys Abankwa 

Right: Justin Fogarty snares a pass Below: Bob Biewald dives for daylight 


Above: Keyes eludes Woodroffe Below Left: 'Disco' Joel in perfect form Middle: Seyferth stretches Kayser Rt.: Tim Farquhar 



The Junior Football Team got off to a shaky start 
by being soundly defeated by Osgoode High 
School 41-0; however, in a return match the 
following week, Ashbury showed some promising 
signs of improvements as Osgoode only managed 
an 18-0 victory! Our next home game was played in 
a driving rain storm against one of our traditional 
rivals, Stanstead The game was a defensive 
struggle for the first three quarters In the final 
fifteen minutes, Ashbury slowly gained a territorial 
advantage and put together a consistent running 
attack to score the only touchdown of the game — 
final score 8-0. The win definitely boosted the 
team's morale 

We then defeated an aggressive team from 
Lester B. Pearson 20-3; defensively, we were again 
strong giving our offense excellent field position on 
several occasions. Our final game was against 
B C.S. After Ashbury scored early, our defense once 
more stymied the opposition and enabled us to 
secure a 14-0 win. Our record of three wins and two 
losses resulted from the team's steadfastness and 
hard work. I congratulate the team on a fine season 
— especially MVP. trophy winner Kevin Keenan 
and Ml P. Warren Tomalty. Finally my sincere 
thanks to Mr. Doug Wyman for his able assistance. 

David Owen, David Tamblyn and Warren 
Tomalty each scored 12 points and Richard Parks 6 





Below Left: Bill Warwick carries, with blocking from Craig Aris and 
Richards Parks Above: Tamblyn charges through a hole with help 
from Mierins and Parks Below: Rosemary Nesbitt is now at Queen's 



#1 f > 

Front: David Tamblyn, Kevin Keenan, Richard Parks, Rick Konrad, Craig Aris, Bill Warwick, Jack Dym Middle: Mr Doug Wyman, Warren 
Tomalty, Michael Wang, Jordan Shiveck, John Kirkwood, Sean Murray, David Owen, Stephan Perron, Chris Wirth, Roger Creenberg, Mr Bill 
Stableford Back: Glen Scheming, Derek Benitz, Winston Teng, Ralph Evans, Jeff Mierins, Stephen Assaly, Amir Rafie, Mike Romain, David 
Corbett Absent. Tom Bejkosalaj 

Above Left: Tamblyn scoots around the corner with help from 
Tomalty, Aris, Mierins and Kirkwood Watch that knee! Left: The 
going gets rough for David Above: Rougher stills 1 Right: Woody, 
the Master Mind, when he's not working 



Fronf H Freitag. J Drake. D Moonje. S Cramer. B Gormlev D \ull \1iddle C Deersted, J McMahon. D Gamble. K Hall, M Freeth, E 
Chow, R Milro\ Back M Caza. J. Scholes, T Groves. T Sellers, J Baxter, S Ellis, P Steele,] Wick ham, C Sellers Coaches: Mr D Fox anc 
Mr' P MacFarlane Photos (Top Left]: Caza gets set for a handoff from Hall and, in the nhoto underneath, the plav gets underway witr 
Moonje (14) moving into action. At Top Right, an unidentified Ashbury player decks the opposing quarterback while Scholes (42) and Cazi 
pro\ ide insurance 



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Front: P. Robertson, D Beedell, R Smith, B O'Connor, R Smith, J Wenkoff, M Bravo, A Paterson Back: Mr W A. Joyce, A Brearton, N 
Fonay, J Sezlik, M Nesbitt, F Porreca, S Kocsis, C Montero, B O'Meara, A Azadeh, Mr Ray Anderson Missing J Nader 

There's the Reds and there's the Greens, 
Super slicks and has-beens 

They're accompanied by three men dressed in black: 
One's a whistle, two are flag, quite often they're the drags - 
Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back. 
Yes, Match of the Day's 

The only way to spend your Saturday . . . 

GENESIS: Match of the Day 

We had a large turnout for First Soccer this 
season with many experienced players returning 
from last year. After our first practice I could see 
that there was the potential for a very good team. 
Practices proved to be demanding with 28 players 
trying for 14 positions From the beginning 
everyone took the game seriously and played to 
the best of his ability — even in practices; the 
result was a highly spirited team which improved 
its basic skills continously. 

Despite overall success this year, we un- 
fortunately lost our most important game in the 
Ottawa City Finals against Sir Wilfred Laurier (1-0). 
We all remember Delroy Nelson's immortal words 
when we had beaten Sir. Wil. in a regular season 
game by a score of 3-1: "See ya in the finals, man!" 
Indeed, in the final game we did not seem hungry 
enough, even though the whole school cheered us 
on. Delroy, of course, was terrific 

I would like to commend Brian O'Connor, David 
Beedell and John The Train' Sezlik for their strong 
mid-field play ("soccer is won or lost in the mid- 
field"). Also Alex Paterson's superb left foot, Juan 
Nader, Frank Porreca, our ace goalie, and the fleet 
Martin Wostenholme all played an important part 
in our season. Soccer is very much a team effort 
and everyone shares in these special com- 

On behalfhof the team I would like to thank Mr 
Anderson for his encouragement and discipline. 
Best of luck to next year's team; I am going to miss 
the action and the camaraderie. 

PS. Football players: stop running around with 
20 lbs of equipment after a peculiar, oblong soccer 
ball and return to a game that requires some skill 
and endurance! 

P.P.S. We'll still permit you to run headlong into 
the goalposts if you insist Peter Robinson. 


iwmmamm 4 

Mr. Pigott, Mrs Joyce; Mr Joyce and Mr Farquhar 





Centennial Academy (4-1) 

Canterbury (3-1) 


Hillcrest (1-1) 



Stanstead (6-2) 

Andre Laurendeau (5-2) 


L.C.C. (0-0) 





Sir John A. MacDonald (3-1) 

Glebe (2-0) 

Technical (1-0) 

Old Boys (2-5) 

SirWifred Laurier(O-l) 

A play begins with Sezlik on the ball; Alex Paterson directs. 

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Sometimes the play is completed — sometimes not. Right. Juan 
Nader whose season's total was 1 3 goals 



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Photos lop Left by S. Perron; Right and Below courtesy of The Citizen. J. Sezlik Top Right and D. Beedell Below. 


Front: Sam Mozer, Ed Bobinski, Robert Tamblyn, Bruce Bossons, Pancho Futterer, Jonathan Daniels, James Posman Back: Andrew 
Maclaren. Ray Haslam, Ron Habets, Andy Somers, Jonathan Eddy, Joe Bobinsky, Mr David Morris 

Left: Bruce Bossons ex- 
pects the pass Above: 
Arash Azadeh guards the 
ball Right: James Posman 

in pursuit. 


Top: Andy Somers, and Right, Ron Habets concentrate on the ball 

Left: David Hall Above: Andrew Maclaren 



(Front Left): Michael Lovvder, Steve Mozer, Tim Farquhar, Ewan Abbot. Bruce Keyes, Richard Parks, Jean-Caston des Coteaux (Back): Mr. 
W A Joyce, Mr W E Stableford, Ray Haslam, Steve Gardner, John Keenan, Andy Assad, Alex Paterson, Chris Waller, John Sezlik. 

The senior hockey team was again entered into 
the Ottawa High School league. However, the team 
had onl\ three members returning from last year 
and v\ould thus have to rely heavily on graduating 
junior players and new boys to the school if they 
were to defend their "B" Division title successfully. 

The team got off to a slow start by winning only 
two of their six exhibition games but the calibre of 
their play was promising. Unfortunately Ashbury 
never played a full strength again as the team was 
beset with several injuries throughout the season 

including the playoffs. The team adjusted well and 
played a steady brand of hockey which earned 
them a fourth place finish in the B division. 

In the semifinals we outscored Tech 6-2 in a two 
game total goal series. We were then pitted against 
Champlain, last year's "A" finalist, for the 
championship. Champlain won the series in two 
games by scores of 4-3 in overtime and 5-3. 

I thank the players for their superb effort and the 
team manager for a job well done. 


RESULTS: Ashbury vs. 

Sir John A Macdonald 1-3 
Sir Wilfred Laurier: 2-8 
Technical High School 4-3 
Philemon Wright 6-2 
Champlain 1-2 
Glebe 2-4 

League starts 



V\ oodroffe 




Philemon Wright 4-6 

Philemon Wright 2-3 

Technical High School 

Technical High School 

Champlain 3-4 

Champlain }-5 

Lower Canada College 1-3 

Stanstead 1-5 

Bishop s College School 1-7 

Old Boys 8-7 




(Top Left): Bruce Keyes wheels to attack. (2nd Left): Steve Mozer 
cruises for a rebound (3rd Left): Mozer, (Left) and Brian 
O'Connor gouge for the puck (Left): Mike Nesbitt keep an eye on 
an O'Connor shot deflected behind the net (Top Right): Abbott 
goes in pursuit while O'Connor (6) and Mozer (18) wait in the slot. 
(2nd Right): Abbott and Sezlik pose a dual threat (Above): Steve 
Mozer looks on as a bouncing puck evades the Tech goalkeeper 
for Ashbury's 3rd goal 




(Front Leit): Dennis Gamble, Hal Freitag, Brian Morrison, Bruce Bossons, Stuart Grainger, Duncan Yull, Spencer Fraser, Andrew 
Maclaren (Back): Mr D Fox, Sean Murray, George Petrakos, Sam Mozer, Kevin Keenan, Kevin Smith, Mark Freeth, Dave Corbett 

The Junior Hockey Team enjoyed perhaps its 
most successful season, ever, this year, practicing 
puck control, pinpoint passing, and a defensive 
style of hockey. The team got off to a flying start, 
losing only one of its first ten games against a 
strong team from Crescent. Included in these 
victories was a clean sweep of Quebec teams such 
as Selwyn House, Bishop's, and Lower Canada 

The team also competed very successfully in the 
Ottawa Valley defeating teams from both the 
Junior High Schools and the Gloucester Minor 
Hockey Association. 

One of the highlights of the season was our road 

trip to Oakville where we competed against Ap- 
pleby and St. Andrew's Colleges. This visit included 
gold seats at a Toronto Maple Leafs — Los Angeles 
Kings game at Maple Leaf Gardens — courtesy of 
the Toronto Industrial Works Company. 

The team finished the season the same way it 
began, winning their last three games by wide 
margins, including the third shutout of the year in 
the final game against a highly rated team from 

The team can indeed be proud of its overall 1 2-3- 

1 record Good luck to Mr. Fox and the team next 


Bruce Bossons 


Lester B. Pearson (3-1) 

Choctawa (5-1) 

Crescent (0-3) 


Blackburn (6-2) 

Presentation (6-0) 

Sedberg (9-0) 


LCC (7-2) 

Selwyn House (2-1) 

Appleby (1-3) 

SAC (2-2) 

Lester B. Pearson (3-7) 

Blackburn (3-7) 

Presentation (5-1) 
Vaudreuil (9-0) 




(Top): Sean Murray pauses, behind nets, to 
set a play up; Dennis Camble, in nets, and 
Kevin Smith (Left): Bruce Bossons shoots at 
the Appleby nets (Below Left): Sam Mozer 
andflowesfj Petrakos, Smith, Fraser, Freeth 
(Below): Fraser, Morrison (on ice), Wright, 
Goalie, (Kneeling), and Maclaren (Lowest 
Right): Hal Freitag Photos: Norman Moore. 



The Lee Snelling Trophy - (MVP) - Tim 


The 'Tiny' Hermann Trophy - (MIP) - 

Gordon McLean 

The Stratton Memorial - (best lineman) - 

Bernie Seyferth 


Barry O'Brien Trophy (MVP) - Kevin 


The Boswell Trophy - (MIP) - Warren 



Most Valuable Player - Mark Freeth 
Most Improved Player - Hal Freitag 


The Anderson Trophy (MVP - John 


The Perry Trophy - MIP) - Peter 



The Pemberton Shield - (MVP) - Ronnie 


Most Valuable Player- Joe McMahon 
Most Improved Player - Dan Leduc 


The Fraser Trophy (MVP) - Ewan Ab- 
The Irvin Cup (MIP) - Mike Nesbitt 


The Bellamy Cup - (MVP) - Bruce 


The Boyd Cup ((MIP) - Sean Murray 

Honourable Mention - George Petrakos 


Most Valuable Player - Charlie Sezlik 
Most Improved Player - Jay Godsall 


Most Valuable Curler - Ross Brown 


The Coristine Trophy - (MVS) - David 


The Ashbury Cup - (MIS) - Mike Bravo 


THE ANCLIN TROPHY - accepted by 
David Beedell Captain of Skiing 

Mr David Berger, Mr James Grainger, Mr Scott Crockett 



In Bantam Football, we at least started the year with a bang, our of- 
fensive unit scored on the first series of offensive plays after our defense 
had held Bishop's deep in their own end At Selwyn House we scored on a 
long bomb from Kevin Hall to Grainger Then, in the final minutes of the 
game, we were successful on a goal line stand and kept Selwyn House from 
tying the game We were very fortunate to have excellent backs like Yull 
and Moonje who could made mincement out of any ball carrier — and did! 
The best play of the year was our 'crazy play' We used it three times in one 
game and gained an average of 25 yards per play only to be called back 3 
times on penalties for a total of 30 yards 

Junior Hockey enjoyed an exceptional year and special thanks go to the 
Yull, Crainger, Freitag line; the tiny trio (so small, in fact, that they were 
laughed at during an opening face-off by an opposing line) made believers 
of that same opposition when they scored their 7th goal 

The Junior Football Team went through an entire season without 
knowing what was happening Not to mention any names, I asked one of 
their Captains about the team record and he put the record at 2 wins and 3 
losses with 111 points scored against Ashbury, the truth was more like 3 and 
2 with about 55 points against us Things are never as tough as they seem 

The Senior Football Team was very dedicated to the sport, even today, 
they all wake up in the middle of the night and do crabs across the 
bedroom floor together They also had speed as evidenced by Bernie 
Seyferth who, to his own astonishment, intercepted a pass and ran like a 
startled mastodon passed his own blockers and so was tackled They all 
lacked mental capacity, Kremer can still be seen wandering around the flat 
asking if 27 is his number, his I Q , or just the number of push-ups he was 
meant to do in practice 

Senior Hockey contained people who were accident prone, — like Alex 
Patterson, who never let his opponents injure him but did it all himself 

(Top Left): Sean Murray holds The Bellamy Cup, Bruce 
Bossons The Boyd Cup (Above): Mike Bravo with The 
Ashbury Cup, and Mr Stableford 

I Q was a problem here, too, for John Sezlik once 
waited at The Tom Brown Arena while the rest of the 
team played at Canterbury Sezlik was not only lost in 
hockey but in soccer as well, as was once picked up 
(half dressed, of course), on the highway, far behind 
the First Soccer Team which was on its way to 

The player this year who left his mark wherever he 
went was David Beedell he forgot to take his boots 
and skis to a ski meet, forgot to take his cleats to a 
soccer game in Montreal, left his watch at Lakefield, 
and even, once, lost HIMSELF before the team found 
him in the middle of nowhere wandering along a 

Players' Players' Players' without you there would 
be nothing I want you to know, as a coach, that your 
efforts are appreciated and that it is a pleasure to 
coach you, tonight, I tip my hat to each one of you, 
you are all fine athletes 


On looking back on my days in uniform. I have often won- 
dered what aspect of sport was most enioyable Many interesting 
experiences come to mind but one stands out the close 
relationships between players and coaches As a coach, now. I 
see both sides of the picture and I can underline the fact that the 
pla\er-coach contract is the most significant part of sport The 
students we coach are I think, highly influenced by their leaders 
because these leaders act as models for them It is with this 
responsiblity in mind that the coach must continually seek to 
understanding himself, his position and his players Furthermore, 
his job does not end when the season does; he must assess his 
own character and performance while planning for the future 

A coach plays many roles: director, planner, organizer, 
disciplinarian and counsellor But his single most important role 
is to motivate his players, this task remains our biggest 
challenge To motivate players means that they consistently 
perform at their highest levels Motivation also enhances 
confidence without which there is no leadership on the field or 
on the side-lines Confidence is vital to decisive, efficient action 
under stress There is no such thing a a game-day' player who 
only puts-out on the day of the game, motivation is built in to 
practice which aims to build confidence as well as skill 

In team sports there are two cardinal rules that must never be 
forgotten (1) never criticize Always be positive; mocking, 
criticicizmg or blaming others destroys motivation and team 

It is a fact that in any team sport contradictions arise between 
the individual ambitions of the players and their ability to 
contribute to the team For example, linemen like to play 
defense because they get a chance to munch' the opponents. 

especially the Q.B., while backs like the recognition of carrying 
the ball 

This leads to the 2nd rule and that is; at all times you must be 
willing to subordinate your personal goals for the good of the 

If both rules are followed, a team can meet its full potential. 

And that is the purpose of education — for you, in your in- 
dividuality, to achieve your best within a team', a society 

John Sezlik accepts The Anderson Trophy (MVP - soccer) 
(Below): David Stone at Nakkertok 


Mr E E Green, Charles Zwirewich, 
Ross Brown, Cord Coudie, David 
Welch. Norand Langlois 

(Left): Mr Anderson, Paul Kadziora, Michael Bravo, Nanno Habets, David Stone, Ian Youldon, Bryce Gormley 



1st Overall = D. Beedell; team = 
5/10. RELAY (4x5KM): team 4th. 

KM): 2nd = D. Beedell, team 6th. 
RELAY (4x5KM): 1st = D. Beedell 
who qualified for The Provincials 
and thence The Nationals. Team = 6th. 

The 1979 Ski Team had what might be called a moderately 

successful season in spite of having only one veteran on the 

team (D Beedell) Dave managed, at Lakefield, to win second 

place in Mr Anderson's boots and someone else's skis Indeed, 

his record speaks for himself. Mr Anderson's good-humoured, 

enthusiastic coaching paid off with a first place finish for the 

team in The Independent Schools Invitational Meet Ashbury has 

won The Anglin Trophy 4 years in a row. From our first race in 

our new uniforms to our last, we enjoyed the effort, and Mr 

Anderson's life stores' 

Nanno Habets 

LAKEFIELD (12KM): team 4th/8; 
D. Beedell = 2nd. 

SEDBERG (4KM): Sedberg won 

5KM): Team 2nd. 

(5KM): Team 1st. 


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to the exit. 

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Behind me, 

dozens of eggs 

dart through the shadows. 

J. Jackson 


I'm sad to say, at least today, 
Poetic talent's gone its way; 
For now our worst artistic curse 
Is surely so-called "Modern Verse". 
Alas! The fates of former Greats- 
Shakespeare, Byron, Shelley, Yeats- 
Anthologies partake of these 
Alongside modern travesties! 

The modern themes are few, it seems: 
Life and Death and what's between. 
All well and good! But still I would 
Prefer it could be understood. 
The goal, to me, appears to be 
My heart doth sink whene'er I think 
Of all that precious, wasted ink! 

The style's poor-and so obscure!- 
An ill for which there is no cure. 

The tensions fall, the rhythms stall 

(If the rhythm's there at all). 

Furthermore, in days of yore, 

Simile and metaphor 

Were used to meet specific needs- 

Not like all-prevailing weeds! 

The talents learned by men who've earned 
My deep respect have all been spurned 
By modern men who take up pen 
And churn out things beyond my ken. 
The modern craft's a flound'ring raft; 
The Masters would have simply laughed. 
And what a crime that in our time 
No-one makes a poem rhyme! 

(Half-joking but all in earnest) 



O City of the Palm, beneath the sparkling light 
Which upon thy ruins Syria's sun still pours, 
Rich and strong, mighty wert, as in peace, as in wars; 
Thy sun the East covered at the time of thy height 

But on thee slomly closed Rome's dusk and Islam's night; 
And to-day on the dunes, pillars under the stars 
Of thy lustre are all that was left by the years; 
But shadows on the sand do remain of thy might. 

O sunken Palmyra, art thou not the symbol 

Of this lost ancient world to whose arms thou didst bend? 

Brilliant to perish, neither thee, nor thy soul, 

Of their own death did die: for by glory's grim toll, 

By time's impassable inexorable hand, 

Murdered was thy culture, forever lost thy will 

Fabrice Cadieux 



Sometimes it seems as though the Gods above 
have nothing better to do with their time than keep 
the rain falling on England. At least, that was the 
general consensus among the good citizens of 
Waterbury in the summer of 1915. The constant 
drizzle, tapping incessantly on the roofs of the 
houses, is enough to drive even the most tolerant 
bloke stark staring mad. The confounded thing is, 
of course, that there's no escaping the inevitable 
boredom that begins to set in after several weeks 
confinement in one's home. I remember those 
hours well, spent leafting through the endless 
volumes of Milton, Shakespeare, and Swift, those 
dog-eared and tattered books handed down to me 
by my father, ages ago. It wouldn't have been so 
bad if I'd had some tutorials to do or lectures to 
deliver, but as the colleges were on holiday (and 
most of the students fighting the Hun anyway), I 
found myself comfortably, if uneasily, idle. 

About the most venturesome thing I would do in 
those days was walk the three blocks to the 
Weyburne Inn, where I might warm myself by the 
hearth or chat with the proprietor for a few 
leisurely hours. It was duging one of these visits 
that I had the most extraordinary encounter I 
cannot, offhand, remember the circumstances that 
led me to the Weyburne on that particular evening 
— a Friday, I think — for the night was un- 
commonly cold, and my better judgement bid me 
remain indoors. Nevertheless, I decided to brave 
the elements for a much-needed change of scene. I 
tramped into the Inn, dripping wet and shivering 
like the dickens, and took a seat at the far end of 
the counter, as close to the fire as possible. I was 
absent-mindedly contemplating the scuffs and 
cracks on the countertop, nursing my ale, when I 
felt a sudden jar at my shoulder. 

"Bless my soul, excuse me, Guv!" It was a wet 
and weary soldier, obviously numbed my the chill, 
who in his haste to sit down had knocked my arm 
and spilled my ale across the bar. 

"Oh . . . that's quite all right." 

"I've spilled yer ale, sir. Jackie! A courage for the 

"No, no that's not necessary," I said politely, "It 
was merely an accident." 

"I insist, sir. It's the least I can do." 

Not wishing to cross the man, who by his 
dishevelled appearance looked as though he might 
rise to an argument, I accepted his offer with 
muffled thanks. Glancing about, I saw that we two 
were the only patrons in the Inn, and I wondered 
why, of all the seats in the room, this awkward 
fellow had chosen the one next to mine. It soon 

became apparent that he had a mind to talk. He 
spoke quickly, in a slightly cockney London accent. 
I listened, seeing that the soldier (who, by his 
stripes, I gathered to be a sergeant) was in the need 
of a friendly ear. 

"I'm mighty sorry about yer ale, sir. It was pure 
clumsy of me t'spill it." 

"Nonsense. No harm's come of it." 

"Thank you, sir." A brief silence. "A night not fit 
for man nor beast, you might say, sir. Horrible wet, 
even for August." 


"It's been like this for the past month in France, 
you know. Put quite a damper on morale as you 
can understand, sir." 

"Have you just returned from the front?" I asked, 
partially out of curiosity and partially out of 

"Yes, sir. Took the boat last Tuesday from Calais. 
Bit o' bad luck put my leg out, sir. Caught in some 
nasty artillery, y'know, and one of the shells scored 
a direct hit on me lorry. Lucky stroke I weren't in it, 
too, but I was close enough to catch a fragment." 

I glanced at his right leg, and noticed for the first 
time that it was wooden. He was still grasping his 
crutch in his right hand, although it was partically 
obscured from my view. 

"How long have you been at the front? I asked. 

"Oh, off an' on, the better part o' eight months. I 
was attached to batallion headquarters, and ran 
supplies to me mates in the trench with me lorry. I 
missed the bad spells of shelling most of the time, 
but last week the Hun tried to force the flank on 
the Somme, by the Lincolnshire boys, y'know. 
Uncommon bad barrage down the line — drumfire 
f the most bit — and our lads were caught down on 
rations. Me and the boys in the squad set out to 
resupply, but I was caught right there in the trench 
by this hail of shells. 'Twas like it were raining lead, 
sir." My attention focussed momentarily on the 
steady drumming of the rain on the roof. What a 
miserable sight! I began to think how horrible it 
must be in those trenches. 

"How awful," I said. 

"Oh, not so bad, sir. The worst bit is the hours 
sitting in the bloody trench, waitin' for Fritz to start 
shooting, and wondering when an' where he'll start. 
I was in the trench for a week, sir when one o' 
the lads on the Lewis gun was hit bad. I was there, 
and knew 'ow to fix it, so I was posted at the front 
until a replacement could be found. I'll never 
forget that week, Guv, believe you me." 

I began wishing I were back in my comfortable 
library, and cursed my poorer judgement for 
leaving home that night. It wasn't that I was much 


put off by this fellow, who obviously had been 
through quite an ordeal; rather, I found the topic of 
conversation most foreign, and most unsettling. 
Nevertheless, I continued to listen to the poor 
chap, and drained another courage. 

"No sooner did I take me place than the 
fireworks began, sir. Our part of the line was spared 
the direct hits, f the most part, but the fields was 
being blasted right, left, 'n' centre If they don't get 
you from above, they'll get you with machine-gun 
fire, y'know. The rain kept fallin', too, sir, so that 
there was least a foot o' water in the trench. Me 
boots were soppin' wet for a week, and o' the lads 
got trenchfoot real bad. Nights, you'd try t'find a 
dry spot under the ledge for a spell, but the bloody 
rain would find you out. Tommy Crothers, one o' 
me mates from the old school at Salisbury Hill, was 
in the worst shape of all." 

"What happened?" 

"The poor lad hadn't caught a wink for days, sir, 
and the cold and wet was getting to him One night, 
during a bad spell o' drumfire, he upped and 
dashed out o' the trench, right towards the Hun ' 

"And . . .?" 

"Blown over half an acre, sir." 

I felt slightly queasy. "How awful for you, one of 
his friends." 

"Why?" he asked, staring blankly at me. 

"Well, I mean . . . you were one of his 
schoolchums," I ventured. 


". . . And now he's dead," I muttered, somewhat 

"Right you are, sir." His voice carried no 
emotion, no trace of grief whatsoever. He looked at 
me, uncomprehendingly. The rain continued to 
batter the roof unceasingly, and I thought of that 
poor bloke lying dead God-knows-where in France. 
The conversation had reached some sort of an end. 
I got up unsteadily, muttered a few parting words, 
and made my way quickly out the door and onto 
the dimly-lit street. 

As soon as I reached home, I closed the door and 
locked it. I made a quick pot of tea, downed it in 
three of four gulps, and sat down in the Library. The 
rows and rows of books, cleanly sitting atop the 
carved shelves, looked wholly insignificant 

I shut off the lights and went to bed. My sleep, I 
remember, was the most fitful I had ever had in my 
life. The rain kept pounding the roof, as if the drops 
were lead. 


Terror, Horror, Panic, Dread, 
Quivering, Quaking in my hole, 
Haunted, fearful in my mind, 
Lest I should some THING unearth. 
I manage to peer from my retreat, 
Afraid to see some horror, huge, 
But find there only emptiness. 

B. Latta 


A lot of People don't think so, 
but I know better than that; 
if the world were supposed to, 
it would-and worms are round. 

I held a dead bird in my 

Grasp, and worms were still round. 

I talked to the friend, 

a friend talked to me: 
worms are round, the world is 
long and time dies. You are lost. 

He conjugated nouns and verbs, 
And frownded. 

Now you can see. 

see the worms, see the world, have time, 
he saw, and smiled, 
and worms were round. 

J.T. Lee 

DA. Welch 



He runs, he dodges, he leaps over bodies; 

He belches, he screams, he yells for bodies; 

He collapses in exhaustion. In a heap, 

He struggles for revenge. In a gasp, 

He fires at 12 o'clock. He fires at 6 - 

He fires East, he fires West, 

He hits, he waits, 

He hits again, he waits again . . . 

He killed in vain. 

He smiled at pain. 

S. Grainger 


I had a good time . . . 
They lugged in, assembled together, 
The blood, the misery, and the white faces, 
Eyes darkened by lack of sleep, 
Like dark rings, acknowledging death, 
Cheeks drained of energy, teeth black, 
Gums soft with scurvy, 
Old, young, beautiful, ugly, 

Women, men, and children holding onto their mothers. 
They all stood still, silent and staring. 

I had a good time . . . 
I stood, side by side, 
Clad, straight, clean cut 
And filled with authoritative power; 
Simultaneously, the rifles were aimed. 
I smiled; my eyes darted back and forth 
Then, at the command, the noise dropped 
Sixteen people faster than the bullets. 

I had a good time . . . 

They lugged in . . . 

S. Murray 



Our mother is gone. 

I found time, 

squeezed between ideas, 

to remember her, 

a crisp rose 

folded into an old letter. 

I think gingerly: 

her memory is faded. 

A breath 

could crumble it. 

Do you recall? 

I have five 

when a flush 

grew in her cheeks 

and in her Irish eyes 

pierced like thorns. 

Yesterday, I saw her, 

cheeks withered 

as she lay 

pressed between satin folds, 

dried stems 

in a box 

that was never opened, 

She would have wanted you 

to be there. 

We all missed you 

With love, your brother. 
J. Jackson 




That long gray strip of pavement stretches from 
the barren shores of Nova Scotia through to the 
sloping rockies that wad into the Pacific. I've been 
across this land and have experienced the thrill of 
the vastness. Not from a jet as most people un- 
fortunately do but by bike, car and hitch-hiking. 
I've seen the wilderness of Northern Quebec, the 
fishing villages of Newfoundland and the soaring 
peeks of Alberta. Down this long and winding road 
I have found a land of its own haunting beauty. 

I had taken the route between Ottawa and 
Thunder Bay both by air as well as by car — each 
several times. Last June however I decided to save 
some money and hitch-hike back to the lakehead. 
Well the three day trip was a advantage I shall long 
remember. The time however that sends shivers up 
my spine thinking about it was about two hundred 
miles out side Sault Saint Marie. It was at the 
bottom of the Montreal hill along the river, deep as 
a valley. I had been dropped off here, as dark 
closed in anf since the traffic was very little I 
decided to rest for the night. I found a roadside 
picnic ground and settled down for the night after a 
cold meal 

I had not taken any real notice of the land until I 
shut my eyes and like a movie it all began to roll. A 
hoot of an owl, the cry of a loon is some last 
lagoon. Echoes of the land below bounced off the 
tall walls of stone reaching up fromuthe valley 
floor. The river thundered as it raced towards the 
lake. All brakes hissing down the Montreal hill a 
trucker conquering the night, raced on. The legends 
of the land whispered in my ear as the wind blew in 
from off the lake. Cold and dry it blew through the 
leaves softly but clearly saying the land will 
reclaim. The highways the railways the stakers of 
claim. The land isn't yours' the raven cries through 
the night. The haunted shore of Superior came 
alive that night and rolled me and rocked me from 
all dreams. The valley closed in and all of a sudden 
I was alone sinking under the land. Northern lights 
contained the remains of a moon; they cast 
shadows around me as I waited in near panic for 

When the sun casts light into the deep valley 
floor I packed up my possesions but instead of 
heading towards the highway praying for a ride I 
took my time and explored down the river to see 
what I could find. Through deep dark woods I came 
to a lagoon and spent hours watching as the fog 
was lifting then it was time to go. I now hold great 
respect for this land and know I shall return. 

D. Tamblyn 

It is a place where the old seek refuge. 

Boxes of clothes from days gone by lay silently, 

clutching to the memory of that first kiss. 

Cobwebs and spiders loom from the low ceilings 

encompassing the room with artqficial walls. 

The attic is filled with articles connected to the 


It is cramped, dark and musty. 

It gives you a feeling of being trapped. 

A large trunk lies in the corner filled with 

memories of long ago. 

The attic is a storehouse of memories. 

It holds many thoughts of happiness and hard 


You touch the pressed rose and you can almost 

smell its 

beautiful scent as you did so many years ago. 

The walls are old and run down like you. 

You rise and walk away slowly, creaking the 


like old worn out bones. 

You turn for one more look . . . 

at the warehouse of your youth 

J. McMahon 


There sits the prisoner 
Behind the bars 
Pangs of remorse 
And tears of frustration. 

The hours grind by 

Endlessly, silently, 

Broken by the clanging grids, 

The hoarse shouts, 

The drippingoaps, 

The hum of lights. 

The feeble ray of sunlight 
Creeps along the concrete wall, 
Blurred in flights of fantasy. 

Awake, asleep 

A sigh, a sob 

A dream of freedom. 

A. Watson 



Peering through the doorway into the shadows 
one can perceive a slight glint of orange afternoon 
sun giving life to the usually naked, sterile walls 
and ceiling. The bleak white plaster creates a false 
illusion of depth. The room is actually narrow, and 
somewhat resembles a monk's cloister. Overhead 
the fluorescent lamp lends a modern hospital-like 
appearance, but is seldom used. A hockey stick and 
a poster mounted on the wall are the room's sole 
claim to individuality. The stick stands in cunning 
defiance of the tyranny of rules. Hockey sticks, 
skis, and other sports equipment are to be kept in 
lockers, regardless of whether or not there is space. 
Yet its brilliant trophy — like appearance causes it 
to be overlooked by the master's daily inspection. 
The poster shines with both bright and contrasting 
colours — yellow, orange, red, black, and dark 
green. It is unique because it is drawn and not one 
of the familiar shiny commercial ones. It lends 
emotion to the room and, perhaps, a sense of the 
tenant's pride. 

Below these on the left are two beds neatly made 
with cavalry motif coverlets representing in dull 
browns the violent competition, the physical at- 
tributes branded into one's soul by the boarding 
school systems. A desk lamp and clock radio sit on 
an otherwise empty desk which lies between the 
beds. Both conveniences are styled in the synthetic 
modern fashion popular in the early seventies. 
They are plastic, simply shaped, and crude. 

Waves of tropical air stir around the room. A 
faint smell of burning from the electric heating 
indicates a pair of drying socks; the radiator lies 
beneath the curtainless window at the far end of 
the room. 

Music drifts softly out of the woodwork of one of 
the varnished wall cupboards: classical etudes to a 
green house-plant which grows in an alcove bet- 
ween the cupboards, where there is another desk. 

The atmosphere becomes relaxing as the last 
lights of twilight fade. The sterility is dissolved and 
blurred both from a perception of comfort and 
euphoria induced by exhaustion after a long day's 
work, and from the music, warmth, and relaxed 
mood of the room. 

This is my room, for now, but I can only imagine 
that it is home. 

J. Eddy 


Nothing, no one, 
Only memories, 
That fade and grow old. 
Only pain, 
and never a smile. 
No one to care for. 
No one to worry for. 
No one who cares, 
Not even you. 

Marek Molozzi 




The full moon was shining so brightly on the countryside that the Governor 
ordered the escort to put out the torches. 

The road was slowly stretching in lazy meanders through the rock-strewn 
desolate Judaean country, hardly livened here and there by a field of corn or a 
yard of Knotty olive-trees. The only noise that was to be heard was that of the 
horses' hoofs on the way's gravel, mingled with the clinking of the bit against 
their chains. 

Indeed, all seemed to be breath-taken by the land's strange charm, arid and 
bitter like the landscape itself, but sadly sweet and captivating like the 
casphodeles' fruity fragrance. 

In the hills, near their destination, the young night lit a few shepherds' lights in 
the blue darkness. 

"An extraordinary sky," thought Arelatus while dreamily musing at the 
rhythmic pace of his mount. Yes, indeed, the soft and blurry companion skies, the 
sharp Greek clouds, even the usual Oriental, deep celestial vault did not match 
the strange beauty of this cloudless, starry ether, and Arelatus reflected with a 
frown that really, the golden eagle which preceded the small troop did not really 
fit in this sky 

But to Pluto, these things, he thought, as he brought his mind back to the 
present, would bring a short nap in some dingy Jews' inn, then a last ride to Saffa, 
and after a few weeks of sea-sickness — galleys never really accepted his land- 
man's stomach — , Home would appear, spread below the fanicule and his 
marvelling eyes, at the end of the road from Ostia. Rome . . . Did he really want to 
return? The marbly splendour, a high-placed sinecure, boredom most probably, 
endless banquets which his soldier's instincts never led him to enjoy . . . Judaea 
was a sweet place to be, instead ... No barbarians as on the Rhine, no fleshpots 
as in Alexandria, just enough unrest to impose Rome's authority. Authority — the 
word did not have the metallic and proud ringing with which it used to resound in 
his mind. He shrugged and let an insect's acid murmur buzz for a moment in his 
half-sleep. The jerk of his horse settled him awake. What now! It wasn't time to 
dream, but to stand up and impose Rome's law He called the centurion who was 
riding ahead of him. 

"Marcus, what is the name of the town where we shall stop tonight?" 

"Bethlehem, Caius Germanicus." 

"A garrison-town?" 

The centurion smiled with a touch of contempt. 

What will ever happen there? No one would station a garrison in Bethlehem — 
what an inglourious posting that would be! 


The Centurion, seeing that the governor had fallen back into his thoughts, 
caught up with the vanguard and smiled to himself. Bethlehem! What a 
miserable posting was the whole of Judaea! Yet the land, for all the business and 
poverty, did have a certain attraction ... He was not so sure now of his con- 
temptuous judgement. Yes, this countryside under the moon had a loveliness of 
its own. He, too, began gazing at the stars . . . What was this large one, seemingly 
above Bethlehem? He racked aimlessly his astronomical knowledge, and, finding 
nothing, fell also in a half sleep from which the harder clip-clop of the hoo on the 
paved main street woke him. 

They were in Bethlehem now, and advancing in the town's street, bordered on 
either side by low houses of grey and pink stones. He yawned and was surprised 
to see Bethlehem so animated. 

"What is this for?" he asked the guide in his approximate Aramean, pointing at 
the brilliantly lit tents and houses around them. But before the few could speak, 
the harsh voice of the governor was heard behind them. 

"Have you forgotten the census, Marcus Atticus?" 

The census — of course! By the gods, what a gaffe he had made. But before he 
could apologize, the procurator sneered again. 

"Have you forgotten the cause of this trip, or are you too absorbed in 
preparing your compliments for my successor, Claius Pontius Pilate? He should 
deserve them, since he was judged more capable than I to supervise the census. 
What he has written he has written, they say of him. I hope he stands up to this 
reputation!. ." 

And with a bitter sneer, the governor placed by the escort and by Marcus 
Atticus, towards the gate of the inn's courtyard which flew open as by magic to a 
soldier's rushed knock and cry of. 

"Open, in the name of Ceasar Augustus Imperator!", disgorging at the same 
time a dozen beggars which this high-ranking intrusion made indesirable, and 
went in, followed by most of the soldiers. The rest stood questioningly. 

"Very well, go in too," he ordered, and he added, dismounting, "and find a stall 
for my horse and a mattress for me!" 

The last soldiers went in and the gate slowly creaked back shut. Marcus felt a 
strange urge to go back out in this mysterious countryside. 

He chose to go on the road towards the sea, and began walking slowly towards 
the cypress-stream hills. The large star was still shining over the town. 

He had been walking for perhaps a mile, when he turned to survey the city. 
From a distance, it was almost beautiful huddled on its three hills and brilliantly 
lit by ... by what? Was the moon that bright? He raised his head to heaven and 
found it lit inexplicably with a bright, golden glow. Two Jewish ^hephards came 
up behind him, in their sheepskins; and as he turned to ask them for the meaning 
of this, he saw that the sky was brilliantly lit behind him as it was in front of him. 
Two shephards looked kind and almost happy; and in answer to Marcus's 
questioning glance, a smile only bloomed on their creased faces. 

It was only then that the Roman became aware of a music that has been 
silently making up the background to his reverie. It slowly rose, emanating from 
everywhere at the same time, distilling in his ears that sweet melody of joy. 

One of the shepherds spoke: 

"Tonight a babe into the world is born, to lead the nations as His flock." 


But Marcus was hearing no more, his soul was filled with a sensation he had 
never experienced before. Alone with these two shepherds in the hills of Judaea, 
he felt an immense and simple joy, a mirth ineffable, his entire self was filled with 
an unknown love. 

And from the heavens, a troop of angels descended, clad with light and 
tongued with gold, who sang divinely in the cool night air: 

"Gloria, gloria, gloria in excelsis Deo!" 

"What I have written, I have written," said Pontius Pilate in a cold voice. 

The hymn stopped resounding in Marcus's soul. He opened his eyes and saw 
the chief priests go away with malevolent glances, he saw the sudden darkness 
and the terror reflected in the attendants' eyes, he saw through the high oaken 
doors which had suddenly flung open, the high embroidered curtain of the 
temple tear down lengthily in its midst, and, standing on the hill of Golgotha, the 
centurion of Behtlehem cried out for the first time on Earth: 

"Truly this one was the Son of God!" 

Written by F. Cadieux in the Christmas examination, 1978. 


Strive for the intangible goal 

And revel in its dream - the ultimate saviour 

From life's continuous pressure 

And unquenchable frustrations. 

Free flight is this, and more, 

Yet only 

In the dream-filled web of night. 

Daylight pushes the dreams away 
To the fictitious hangers, 
Planes away. 

And for another fifteen hour wake, 
Flatfooted, earthbound man 
Must eke an existence 
In the best way that he can. 
A. Place 



>pread your wings; soar a 
To the top of the sky. 
Achieve, little one, the high 

The summit of satisfaction, 
The apex of awareness — knowledge 

Life is of free flight: freedom, a dark forest 
In which you must create your nest on the tree 
Which the sunshines on But to reach that tree 
You must start young, \ m 

And pass the many other tempting trees, dark trees, 
With their worthless, satanic concretes and abstracts 
Offered to lure you to a lesser goal. J 
Be strong: you are free - 

So are the trees 

Follow the path to that one and only potent 
And fruitful tree, using the occupied bright ones 
As your guides; 
The flight is rough: 

Branches, hunters' traps and predat^gP 
All distort your path 
All just to alter your course. 
Beware: be strong. 

The day will come when your journey will end; 
You will perch on your new, golden and glittering tree, 
Satisfied and are. 

G. Petrakos. 

fcwww-w-i*, .- Hmiihta 



Silence: nobody else, 

Nothing to snap the thin wire 

(The wire you made to restrain sound). 

Silence: quietness. Just you and the rushing, silent wind. 

It hardly moves: 

A flat patchwork quilt, 

Fields, to the horizon. 

1 ants — toiling, 
Dragf!fipJ^g|«|g^png its 
Human bug 
Helpless. With their machines 

— nothing 

Brff^Su: no pins, no paths, no glue, 
No plane to hold you down 
Quietly sliding down below the clouds 
And laughing up again 
In the sun. 

Warm, happy, sleepy, safe. 
The hand that guides never lets go. 
Obedience brings perfect freedom - 
Freedom, and flight! 

C. Mcintosh 



Grimly the pillars stood, whilst over the debris, 
Greyer than Flanders' sky, in their battered charred stone, 
They ruled shadowlessly, as the pallid sun shone, 
Each alike, thinly dark, to a black barren tree. 

The cross, only remained, over war, calm and eerie, 
When all earthly splendour from the ruined churh was gone. 
And, as on the rain-clouds, silent, it stood alone, 
It seemed a still haven in the sky-verdigris. 

If the cause is noble, why should death be sorry? 

We murder in battle to keep our dignity, 

And out of death and pain our sons shall reap freedom. 

For past the bitterness of man's suffering's story, 
The thought in our heart strikes a chord more deep: 
Dulce decorumque pro patria mori. 

F. Cadieux 


Night in, night out, the snow walker 

comes stealing 
Trudging through the snow, 
Creeping through the dark, and stillness 

of night 
It is he who comes for the old, 

the sick, and the dying, 
For the snow walker has no prejudice. 
In rain, in snow, in sleet, he will 

come seeking his trophies, 
Trailing his endless chain of souls of men. 
Lurking, hiding, calling out his prey. 
Hail to the snow walker! All must obey! 
For he is death, and none can keep him 

from his rounds. 

J McMahon 



Language, in whatever form, is the only means by which men can com- 
municate with each other. A primitive language can consist of simple gestural 
symbols, markings or sounds. In a more complex form, it can consist of a series of 
high-specialized symbols linked together in strictly-regulated sequences and 
syntaxes. Modern-day universal languages, such as Fnglish or French, are of this 
latter variety, and are by far the most important means of communication 
possessed by man, in both their written and spoken manifestations. 

Familiarity with any language can — and does — lead an individual to assume 
the language's infallibility. Virtually every man is capable of becoming suf- 
ficiently proficient in the rudiments of a language as to reach such a state of 
familiarity. In the study of semantics, however, it becomes clear that language is 
by no means the precise and concise tool of communication that it appears to be; 
it is fraught with shortcomings, inadequacies, and contradictions, and as such 
severely limits the capacvty of humans to exchange thoughts and ideas. It can 
and will be shown that the inadequacies of language are indicative of the finitude 
of man — a demonstration of human imperfection. 

What, exactly, is meant when we use the term "inadequacies of language"? To 
answer this question effectively, it is necessary to consider the role of language in 
human interplay. Quite simply, it is employed to allow the transfer of a thought 
or concept from one mind to another. If it were a perfect tool, it would be 
capable of doing this without any distortion of the thought or concept what- 
soever. In other words, it could be used to encode the thought, transmit it to the 
receiver, and decode it exactly as it was first encoded. In practice, however, this 
"perfection" is not found. The nature of language is such that in human hands, a 
certain degree of distortion of the thought is inevitable. This distortion is caused 
by the very inadequacies that we are discussing. 

It is not necessary here to delve into the intricies of these inadequacies — a 
brief description will suffice for our purposes. The word — the "fundamental 
unit" of meaning — is intrinsically vague. To mean anything, a word must be 
defined by means of other words or, ultimately, ostensive demonstration. 
Definitions can and do vary subtly from individual to individual, and from 
context to context. They carry secondary (and perhaps even tertiary) meanings, as 
well as emotive connotations (ue, "snake connotes "danger" and elicits 
revulsion). As each individual mind will consider and process particular words, 
sentences and concepts in a slightly unique way, and as each concept will have 
varying emotive effects and connotations, words will never have precisely the 
same meaning for two individuals. This fact, coupled with the added com- 
plexities of misuse, mispelling and syntactical inconsistency, renders language an 
"imperfect" tool. Were this not the case (and I submit that practical experience 
bears out that it is), none of these problems would, or could exist. 

It remains to consider how these "inadequacies" are a practical demonstration 
of the finitude of man. To do so, the meaning of this term, too, must be deter- 
mined. What do we mean by the "finitude of man"? Certainly we mean that man 
is finite, but how so? In what respect? Surely the word "finite" implies that man is 
somehow limited, physically and mentally. 

There can be little question that man is physically finite; he is limited in both 
time and in space. The mere fact that no evidence exists to the contrary would 
suggest this to be so. Yet this is not the crucial question here. The more important 


questions is whether or not man is mentally finite, and what implications such 
finitude would have. 

If man were mentally finite, he would be limited in his capabilities to know, to 
learn, and to transmit his knowledge. Such a statement generates a number of 
intriguing questions in its own right, yet we must adhere for the moment to the 
subject at hand. The justification for this statement is derived from a con- 
sideration of its opposite: if man were mentally "infinite" he would not be so 
limited and his knowledge would be absolute. 

In order for the above to mean anything, we must stipulate a definition of the 
word "knowledge". Knowledge is the perception, apprehension, and com- 
prehension of a "truth" or fact. As DesCartes showed in his treatise on Radical 
Doubt, a man can never "know" something absolutely and a priori (that is, in the 
strong sense of the word), as a result of the fallibilities of his senses. This position, 
while entirely tenable, sheds no light on many's capabilities of "knowing" in a 
weaker sense. It is this latter, simpler sense that we must use in the course of this 
analysis, both for the sake of clarity and consistency. Therefore, it is not 
unreasonable here to define "knowlege" as the individual's comprehension of a 
"fact" (be it erroneous or not). 

For such "knowledge" to infinite, then, all "facts" would have to be correctly 
known, both inside and outside the time frame of our own lifespans. Yet we have 
already determined that earthly lifespans are limited in time and space. To 
"know" of events occuring centuries before one's birth, one would be forced to 
rely on another's account, transmitted through time by language (we "knew" that 
Troy existed — even before its discovery — because of Homer's written account). 
We conclude, then, that all men rely TO SOME DEGREE on language as a source 
of knowledge, as opposed to soley sense-experience. 

We have already decided, however, that "inadequacies of language" exist — 
or, that language is imperfect. In linguistic transmission, facts or concepts are 
inevitably distorted. The "knowledge" aquired by means of language, then, will 
also be distorted to some degree, rendering it at least slightly inaccurate. Ergo, 
man's capability to know is somewhat limited, as evidenced by the fallibility of 

The corallary of this statement, presented in syllogistic form, may be used to 
demonstrate the same fact: given that man's knowledge and capabilities are 
infinite, and given that at least some of that knowledge is obtained through the 
medium of language we could deduce that language is infallible. This con- 
clusion, while a valid derivative of the premises, is known to be false (we have 
shown it to be so). We therefore conclude that the first premise is false; man's 
knowledge and capabilities are infinite. 

It would seem that the fact that language has limitations indicates that man, 
too, has limitations. This is because of the fact that language is man's invention 
— a simple, practical tool. This must always be borne in mind, for the ability of a 
man to use language properly, with a minimum of distortion, is dependent upon 
his past experiences, his insight, and his intelligence. It would be absurdly 
arrogant to suggest that man is anything but finite or bound by the multitudinous 
limitations of nature. It is sobering, then, that when we consider the fallibility of 
language we are led to conclude — as we have here — that it is man's own 
fallibility and finitude that is thereby revealed. 




Somewhere, tucked away in a corner of the world, lies the 
army camp of Adanac For those of you that do not know where 
it lies, just look in your atlas for the town of WE. adn slightly to 
the north in Adanac Adanac is not like the other bases around 
the world, no indeed! Adanac is a very democratic community 
and everyone's opinion counts This wonderful camp was run by 
Ceneral Pierre Hellno! Now, Pierre Hellno! had been in power 
for over ten years and had done his best However, political 
instability in other bases and WE, rising prices etc had their 
effects on Adanac and everyone was grumbling Pierre Hellno! 
tried everything to keep the base in running order, but to no 

Two of Pierre's problems were the Royal Adanacian Mounted 
Police who were snooping around, and a small section of the 
camp that wanted to form its own government. As the reader no 
doubt knows, The RAMP age old slogan is "We always get our 
man" and they didn't leave a barn unturned in their quests 
However, things got out of hand when the RAMP started 
bugging offices, opening mail and the like, and the people 
became annoyed 

At the height of Pierre Hellno's! problems, a new one was 
added on The reader must remember that Adanac was a 
democratic society and therefore there were other factions 
within the camp One such faction was the Navy and they called 
themselves the Dories They reasoned, that in order for them to 
get any votes, they would have to pump some new blood into the 
party They did this by electing a new leader — Joe C Lark 
Nobody had ever heard of him before and the latest joke was Joe 
Who??? As soon as the novelty wore off, everybody began to 
take notice of this Joe C. Lark. 

At first Joe could only ridicule Pierre and the people just 
laughed at him However, as time passed, Joe became more 
experienced and he began to become more popular while Pierre 
became less so Pierre's popularity drop greatly excited the 
former Dory leader John Hufffn Puff and he strutted around the 
camp expressing his joy and planting 'draft me' signs 

The situation in Adanac was becoming critical and at last 
Pierre was forced to call an election Immediately following the 
announcement, all the party leaders were our looking for votes. 

Pierre and Joe concentrated their campaigns at the officers 
and the poor enlisted men were left out The Ed Broadloom 
stepped forward He promised to nationalize the base and kick 
out any citizens of WE How he would do this is a mystery, but 
then, Agatha Cristie became rich because of mysteries. Ed 
Broadloom gained some support, but was still far behind the 
other two 

A week after Pierre called the election, the campaigns were 

well under way Pierre realized that this could well be his last 
campaign so he really did his best to impress the people He went 
all over the camp and spoke to various groups. One such group 
was the kitchen staff. When he was besieged by questions about 
improving their lot and was asked about a raise for them, he 
said: "Hellno!" and mumbled that the kitchen staff was always 
complaining Another time he was heard to tell a curious 
reporter to "fuddle duddle" before giving him a vicious shove 

While Pierre went on with his campaign, Joe was also not 
wasting any time Joe began looking for the base while his ad- 
visors were making sure that Joe looked his best, that his suit was 
ironed, his socks washed and that he had no ring-around-the- 
collar He promised to improve the medicare system, make 
buying a house easier and lower the taxes 

Pierre, not to be outdone, promised bigger rations for the 
enlisted men and more parties for the officers Then, in a flash of 
brilliance, Pierre asked Ed and Joe to have a debate with him on 
TV. Ed accepted at once since had had always wanted to be on 
TV Joe, however, refused on the grounds that Ed was not up to 
his standards He was willing to debate with Pierre alone, on the 
condition that Pierre wouldn't be so mean, afterall, it was only 
his first campaign! When Ed heard about Joe's decline and his 
reason, Ed told Joe to go and debate by himself. 

Meanwhile, in the background, there lurked the secretive 
members of the R.C P party They promised equality for all, 
more for some than for others, as well as freedom from legal 
worries Their party would see to the "equals" and that their best 
interests would be carried out, individualism was out, pater- 
nalism was in! 

With only a week to go before the election, election fever 
became contagious furing a parade of infrantry men, Joe leaped 
to his feet and shouted: "Look at me, look at me", and promptly 
backed into a bayonet Ed also became hysterical during a 
speech and stampeding through the hall yelled: "Ed instead, Ed 
instead". Pierre, not to be outdone, stood up and shouted to his 
followers "Hellno!, Hellno" 

Election day came closer until the great day finally arrived. 
There were three big boxes and one small one at the polling 
station and each general-to-be stood behind his respective box 
waiting expectantly. They waited, and waited, but nobody 
showed up Then suddenly Pierre slapped his forehead and said: 
"of course, Air Adanac lowered its fare and everybody is in WE 
on vacation " Slowly the generals-to-be looked at each other, 
tucked their boxes under their arms and walked dejectedl 

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Tim Menzies has brought the benefits of his varied interests to 
Ashbury College for just one year. Educated at Appleby College, 
Oakville (1967-1973), where he enthusiastically undertook a wide 
range of sports and played a lead role in 3 Gilbert and Sullivan 
musicals, he went on to take a B Sc at Dalhousie; his experience 
at 'Dal' included membership on the Students' Council and the 
Presidency of The Kings' College Dramatic Society. His Cold 'K' 
award for contribution to university life (1976) is not surprising; 
Tim initiated and directed a student coffee house, did cross- 
country running and skiing and was also involved in gymnastics, 

squash and swimming. He even found time, after winning The 
Winfield Memorial Bursary, to work as a university entrance 
scholarship demonstrator in Biology 2000. He has a Bachelor of 
Education Certificate (T.C 6) from Mount St. Vincent University. 
Although his record speaks for itself, I feel bound to add, rather 
pompously perhaps, that his management of the boarding flat, 
as well as his teaching, have been of enviable quality. We shall 
miss him. Good luck, Tim! 


This year Charlie Desjardins (known to many as Chuck) will be 
leaving us for bigger and better things He is planning to attend 
Ottawa University for "Q" year, taking a general science course 
and then deciding whether or not his aspirations to become a 
marine biologist are well founded 

While at Ashbury College Charlie was well liked by many 
people on or off the field where he represented Ashbury well; 
Chuck was involved in the first football team and the track and 
field team throwing the discus Some of the hobbies Charlies 
enjoys are scuba diving, playing bass guitar and sports. To sum it 
all up Charlie said to me "I would rather have spent the last 5 
years here at Ashbury than at Admiral Farragut." We'll take your 
word for it, Chuck Nice having you around 






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Total payments from the School 
Total interest from the Bank 
Total income 


Wages for the whole year 

Vacuum Rental for the whole year 



Total Expenses 

Gross Profit 

Tax collected by School from 33% 

of gross profit 

Net Profit 

Less Dividends 

Final Net Prof it 


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(Front): Winston Teng, Bruce Keyes, Andy Assad (Back): Robert 
Tamblyn, Tony Yuan, Mukesh Dayaram, Pancho Futterer. (Left): 
Mirrors, photo by Mr R Williams - Mr. S. McCrum. 



Top Left): Fabrice Cadieux and Michel Korwin consider the 
problems of heat and pressure involved in their prize winning 
experiment called "An investigation into a New Way of Tapping 
Energy" The two. along with David Owen, aimed to combine 
nitric oxide and carbon di-sulphide; the work continues. (Above): 
Kevin Keenan with his solar model; (Above Right): Mr. Mac- 
Farlane questions second prize winner Sean Murray about his 
MRU (Mobile Research Unit) which Sean and Jeff Mierins built 
from scratch (Right): Todd Williamson demonstrates his volcano 
for James Posman 



(Left): Frank Ashworth's wind tunnel used for measuring air speed 
in a narrowing chamber (Below Leit): David Horwood samples 
his own distillation of wine (the purpose of the experiment was to 
see how long he could remain on the stool). (Middle): Chris 
Haslett — Solar Energy — and Duncan Saunders — Space Shell 
— display their exhibits (Right): Andrew Clyde explains the steel 
to rust to steel process. (Lower Left): Danny Young makes soap 
beside Todd Sellers' and John Wyckham's Solar Energy Model 
(Lower Right): Phillip Venter and Andy Somers 'jam' with Tom 
Bejkosalaj's sound system 


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This year, the formal was based upon a tropical 
theme. The band 'Wynde' provided the music in the 
gymnasium and a disc jockev supplied some contrast 
in Argyle Hall. Thanks are due to Dave Pigott, Robin 
Smith and Michael Bennett who did much of the art 
work with Mrs. Varley's willing help in the form of 
supplies and advice The Formal Committee com- 
posed of Alec Boyd, Ian Kayser, lain Morton, Dave 
Pigott and Robin Smith met for a considerable 
number of hours with Mr Green to plan every aspect 
of the evening Mr Wall in and Mark Taticek and Mrs. 
Marland were a troika to reckon with; the dinner was 
memorable and the maintenance staff were an in- 
valuable support to the smooth running of the 
evening The formal is one of those things that proves 
the old adage: you get as much as you put into it. 

Peter Robinson, Chair- 



(Left): Jeff Jackson and Donna Price (Above): Lynn Houwing, Sue 
Anderson, Karrina Suarez (Below): Sue Power. 

(Left): Stephen Suh and Judy McCravv. 


Hugh Alexander Christie has won The Tricolor Award, the highest 
award given by the Alma Mater Society of Queen's University. Hugh 
was selected by a committee of his fellow students for his non- 
academic contributions to the life of the university. His efforts 
include a stint as AMS commissioner his freshman year, sitting on 
the executive of the Ontario Federation of Students, and in 1977 the 
Presidency of the AMS. He is now Rector of the University He has 
contributed to the University Senate through its Committee on 
Academic Development as well as in other ways Hugh attended 
Ashburvfrom 1971-1975 



Cam will be remembered as an inimitable 
character. The picture below was taken during yet 
another weekend gating and is intended to prove 
that he really is an angel — if not 'holier than thou'. 
Certainly, he can no longer be called 'Skid' or 
'Kenny Cool Quills' (because of a stubborn refusal 
to shave). Cam played offensive guard and 
defensive tackle with savage abandon at Ashbury 
as well as tennis and softball. He leaves grade 
twelve to take Business Administration at U.N.B. 


David is bound for Algonquin after grade twelve 
to take Journalism. During the holidays he com- 
mutes between Thunder Bay and The Bahamas; 
with his narrative skills he might well write the 
definitive scuba diving — or even mini-bike — 
book of short stories. He played halfback on the 
football team and took part in cross-country skiing 
and softball. On weekends, Dave worked in an 
antique store just 'down the hill'. He is cheerful and 
well-liked — especially at a certain home on 
Bedford Crescent. 


(Below): Ed and Joe Bobmski (Middle): Mike Bennet (Right): Bruce Keyes (Above): The residence. 



Christmas carol services were held in the last 
week of the Fall term, and a special Palm Sunday 
service during the first week of the Spring term. 
This is the first time such a service has been 
possible for many years, because the Holy Week 
and Easter celebrations usually occur during 
school holidays. 

Recorder, singing and theory programmes have 
continued in the Junior School, and some classes 
have attempted the formation of the wind and 
brass groups during lessons, particularly in grade 7. 
A small group of Junior boys assembled every 
Tuesday to play for half an hour or so. 

The Madeira quintet visited the school twice, 
beginning with a demonstration and concert for the 
entire Junior School, and concluding with a 
workshop for all music students in the Senior 
School. Their performance advice and expertise 
were greatly appreciated. The Senior School 
students formed a wind octet to perform to the 
visiting quintet and also at the ladies' Guild lun- 
cheon in April. 

(Below): Members of the Junior School sit with musicians of The 
Madeira Quintet during a demonstration-concert hour in Argyle Hall 
(Right): Allison Lee plays for the morning chapel service each Friday. 

The band suffered the loss of nearly every 
trumpeter this year, so Mr. McCrum was handed a 
soprano saxophone and told to play loudly! All the 
beginners have made good progress, and I hope 
that they will stay long enough so that we can 
benefit from their playing. 

One of the most important events was the visit of 
the Winchester Cathedral Choir; it was a wonderful 
experience to hear such singing in our chapel and 
later at the Cathedral and at the NAC. They picked 
the coldest week of the year so choristers were 
forbidden to open their mouths out of doors! Junior 
boarders were 'farmed out' to accommodate the 

We need another piano, preferably a grand, to 
put in Argyle. This would avoid tiresome moving of 
the present piano and provide extra facilities for 
boarders who are pianists; at present they have to 
compete for playing time. 

A final note to acknowledge the fact that in- 
struments of any kind cost a lot of money and that 
we continue to rely on the generosity of Ashbury's 
many friends. My thanks and those of the students 
(Mr. Brookes' as well as my own, of course) are 
warmly extended. Long may such help continue! 


(Above): Matthew offers snow and daffodils on Bank Street. 

Phillippe Deasjardins 

Brian Morrison 

James Posman 

Simon Reeves 

In spite of the weather, over 200 Ashbury 
students persevered in order to collect $4,000. 





September 30th-October 3rd: Annual Ashbury College 
debating workshop November 21st-1st Woollcombe Debate vs. 
Lisgar ('Be it resolved that Canadian Politics are dull/) Jack 
Pickersgill, guest speaker. Won by Ashbury. 
November 23rd: Mock Elections — PC = 31%; Nationalists = 
30.6%; Liberals = 21 %; Communists = 13%; NDP = 4% 

January 12th: Ashbury Novice Debating Tournament vs. Lisgar 
('Be it resolved that private schools are detrimental to the 
educational system .'). Ashbury/Elmwood won 5, lost 3; James 
Baxter and Fabrice Cadieux were the second best team over-all 

January 26th: 2nd Woollcombe vs St Andrew's College ('Be it 
resolved that the Canadian business community makes little 
contribution to Canadian Society Charles Bronfman, guest 
speaker Ashbury won (barely) 

February 3rd: Ottawa University - Ottawa Journal Debates 
(Regional Championships) ('Be it resolved that terrorism is a 
legitimate form of protest' ) Lauchlan Munro and Wayne 
Chodikoff advanced to the Provincial Finals 

February 26th: Fellowes H.S , Tournament at Pembroke 

March 9th: 3rd Woolcombe Debate (preparation for Ottawa 
area provincial finalists) 

April 25th: Gloucester H S Tournament 

May 2nd: 4th Woollcombe Debate vs Gloucester (Be it 
resolved that Canada should Take a more active role in the 
world community ') Michel Dupuy, guest speaker. Ashbury won. 

May 11th: U.C.C. Debating Tournament Lauchlan Munro and 
Fabrice Cadieux placed 7th out of 28 teams. 

May 31st: Cadieux and Munro were in the finals of the Skyline 
Cablevision Debating Tournament Ashbury lost to a team from 
St. Pius X. 

Debating at Ashbury is run by Mr Green's Inreach Committee 
composed of Jon Eddy, Wayne Chodikoff, lain Morton, 
Lauchlan Munro, and Chuck Zwirewich; the Mock Elections also 
came under this group's umbrella. 

It is possible that debating is on a downward trent in Ottawa- 
Carleton; a large group have graduated, the area's co-ordinator 
left for Alberta and two major local and one out-of-town 
tournaments were cancelled None-the less, debating is alive and 
well at Ashbury and sizable audiences were present at our 

Lauchlan Munro 

(Above): Dave Welch, Wayne Chodikoff and Lauchlan Munro 
debate against Lisgar Mr. Lister acts as Speaker. 

(Above): Mr. Williamson and Mr. Edmonds listen intently. 

































Mr. William Ross Brown, an 18 year old, Grade 13 Ashbury 
College International Baccalaureat student, recently placed first 
in the Eleventh Canadian Mathematics Olympiad. This year's 
Olympiad was sponsored by Memorial University of 
Newfoundland, Department of Mathematics and Statistics, J.H. 
Burry Acting Chairman, Olympiad Committee (709) 743-1200. 
First prize is a cheque for $1 200. 

The Canadian Mathematics Olympiad was first started over 30 
years ago, after the Second World War by the Canadian 
Mathematics Society. The Society now sponsors the Olympiad 
and provides the prizes. 

The Canadian Olympiad could lead to other International 
contests, such as the International Olympiad held in London, 
England. The Society wanted to submit a team this year, but 
could not receive the necessary funding from the Federal 

Mr. Brown also participated in the University of Waterloo 
Descartes Mathematics Contest for Grade 13. He placed second 
among 1953 contestants from 415 schools across Canada. David 
Ash, Thunder Bay, placed first. The Ashbury College Team of 
Ross Brown, Wayne Chodikoff and Michael Puttick placed 16th 

Mr. James Puttick, a 16 year old Grade 12 Ashbury College student, recently placed second from the 
Ottawa-Carleton Region and fifth overall in Canada among 2274 competitors from 330 high schools. The 
Ashbury College Team of James Puttick, Michael Bravo and Winston Teng placed twenty-eighth overall. 

At the Mock Elections held in November participation was 
vigorous. (Right): Jack Pickersgill was guest speaker at an Ashbury 




Senior results: 700m (time = 12.4) - (1) Kayser (2) 
Abbott (3) Keyes (4) Paterson (5) Mozer II 200m 
(time = 25.6) - (1) Kayser (2) Paterson (3) Tamblyn I 

(4) Nel (5) Perron (6) Biewald. 400m - (time = 59.2) - 

(1) Chisholm (2) Anderson (3) Keyes (4) Williamson 

(5) Mozer II (6) Nader. 800m (time = 2.17.5) - (1) 
Beedell (2) Chisholm (3) Bravo (4) Coebbels (5) 
Nader (6) Jackson II. 1500m (time 4.37.3) - (1) 
Chisholm (2) Beedell (3) Abbott (4) Place (5) 
Tamblyn I (6) Bravo. High jump - (1) Biewald at 5'5" 

(2) Morrison I (3) Raikles (4) Paterson (5) Tomalty (6) 
Dym. Long Jump - (1) Biewald with 17'21/2" (2) 
Kayser (3) Bejkosalj II (4) Puttick I (5) Chang (6) 
Anderson. Discus - (1) Kayser with 35m 20cms (2) 
Desjardins I (3) Azadeh (4) Maclaren I (5) Dym (6) 
Martin, javelin - (1) Kayser with a new record of 189' 
(2) Leakey (3) Keenan I (4) Vanasse (5) Raikles (6) 
Azadeh. Shot Put - (1) Keenan I with 40'10" (2) 
Seyferth (3) Wenkoff (4) Gardner (5) Teng (6) 
Maclaren I. Relay (1) Perry (2) Alexander (3) 
Woolcombe (4) Connaught. 


junior results: 700m (Time = 13) - (1) Hall I (2) 
Gamble (3) Corbett (4) Chow (5) Bossons (6) Young. 
200m (time = 27.2) - (1) Gamble (2) Bossons (3) 
Corbett (4) Futterer (5) Wickham (6) Assaly. 400m 
(time = 1.03.1) -(1) Bobinski I (2) Mierins (3) Freitag 

(4) Campeau (5) Groves (6) Milroy. 800m (time = 
2.37.6) - (1) Bobinski I (2) Campeau (3) Caza (4) 
Moonje (5) Lister I (6) Horwood. 1500m (time = 
5.5.4) - (1) Bobinski I (2) Scoles (3) Blair (4) Sellers II 

(5) Lister I (6) Freitag. High jump - (1) Futterer at 5' 
(2) Mierins (3) Lister I (4) Caza (5) Wilson (5) and 
Dickson (tied). Long jump - (1) Gamble with 14' 10 
1/2" (2) Hall I (3) Wickham (4) Bossons (5) Freitag (6) 
Mozer III. Discus - (1) Gamble at 34m 2cms (2) Hall 
I (3) Webb (4) Ellis (5) Wilson (6) Freitag. javelin - (1) 
Gamble with 40m Olcms (2) Tamblyn II (3) Hall I (4) 
Kirkwood (5) Grainger (6) Posman. Shot put - (1) 
Bossons with 37' 8" (2) Webb (3) Freitag (4) Scoles 
(5) Corbett (6) Bobinski I. Relay - (1) Perry (2) 
Woollcombe (3) Connaught (4) Alexander. 


Young, Hall, Corbett and Chow battle in the 100 Metres (Below): Cam 






(Above): Mike Caza (Below): Bill Warwick 



Softball ballet (Below): Winston Teng 

Ashbury students eagerly took up rowing this year. 

The shell is hoisted before being gingerly lowered into the water 




(Above): John Sciarra and Tom Bejkosalj 

Becky Macoun 

Cox, Andrew Johnston 





Reverend Jeep' Green has been Ashbury's 
chaplain for more than a decade. Born in Toronto, 
he managed to maintain a good academic standard 
in both elementary and secondary school; his main 
interests were, however, outside the classroom. He 
joined a young people's group and became a 
scoutmaster at 16. Even though his family had no 
religious background, he joined a bible study 
group. While he was in the tenth grade, he worked 
as a server in an Anglican church, where he was 
later baptized. 

After high school 'Jeep' went to Trinity College 
for four years of philosophy and history. While at 
Trinity, he became president of the Canterbury 
Club. His duties included organizing debates, 
arranging social events, and inviting guest speakers 
to the Toronto campus. He says he enjoyed the 
"good, clean fun" at Trinity. 

In his last year of college, he gained some ex- 
perience in the procedures and decorum of the 
church, working as a student assistant at St. Agnes' 
in Toronto (After graduation, 'Jeep' became rector 
of that same church). 

'Jeep' recalls his first congregation as a lively 
group in spite of its small size. Accustomed to 
reading tne lesson as a student assistant, 'Jeep' 
realized as he neared the end of his first sermon 
that he had no closing remarks. His nervousness 
grew as his text ended and the audience stared up 
at him in expectation. Finally he blurted out "Here 
endeth the sermon;" he reports that it took the 
congregation at least five minutes to stop laughing. 

Later that same year, 1952, he was married. The 
following June he moved to Weyburn, Sask. It was 
there, on December 31, 1953, that 'Jeep' was or- 
dained as a priest. He joined his first parish, at 
Raymore, Sask., the following spring. He remained 
there until 1963, when he moved to Ottawa to take 
up a position at All Saints' Church. Then, in 1969, 
he came to Ashbury. 

The circumstances bringing him into contact 
with Ashbury were, unfortunately, tragic. An 
Ashbury boy that 'Jeep' knew was fatally injured in 
a fall. One of his many visits to the hospital where 
the boy was resting happened to coincide with a 
visit by Mr. Joyce. Not long after their meeting, the 
headmaster offered him the position of chaplain at 

the school. 

Jeep' says he considered the move carefully; he 
has been spending a lot of time at seminars and 
lectures for and about young people — so much 
time that he had little left for his family. Ashbury 
had the young people that he wanted to help, while 
allowing him time enough to be close to his family 
as well. 

When 'Jeep' came to Ashbury, it was still known 
as the Reform School of Greater Ottawa'. He was 
instrumental in transforming the school. Calling 
himself a 'NOWist' — as the title suggests, con- 
cerned with the present, the now — 'Jeep' set about 
changing Ashbury. He began to participate, to 
organize, to make changes in the system. The 
change has been for the better. 

Jeep's secret to success is that he never forces 
people to do things, and he never organizes 
anything alone. He considers himself a catalyst, 
implanting small ideas and letting them snowball 
into something big. He feels that the "vastest 
universe is the mind" and wants to help young 
people achieve their full potential. He is doing a 
great job. 

'Jeep' Green is a soft-spoken, kind, humourous 
man who has done a lot to improve the quality of 
life at Ashbury; may his next decade be as suc- 
cessful as his last! 

John Lund and Nanno Habets 


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Mr Scott Crockett and Mr David Polk do some planning 

(Above): Mr Jim Humphreys (Below): Mr John Valentine 


(Above): Tissue art (Below Left): Mrs. Betty Babbitt, Mrs. Mary-ann Varley and Mr. 
Eric Chappell. (Lower Right): Dilawri and Sezlik with 'Stretch' Armstrong. 

Mrs. Leslie Leachman. 

(Above): Mr David Polk watches a game against Sedberg (Right): A member of The Madeira Quintet talks about her instrument before 
performing for the Junior School 


(Front): J.H. Puddicombe, C.R. Hall, S.A. Prakash, A.M. Afriat, MA. Seropian, J.F. Des Coteaux, M. Saleh. (Middle): Mr. D.L Polk, A.M. 
MacLaren, D.J Leduc, R.C. Dinsdale, N.E. Davies, J. A. Bociek. (Back): R. Kramer, P.W. Murray, M.G. Holmes, J C. Booth, A.K.T. 
Abankwa, K D. Wood, R.H. Edmonds. 


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(Front): M. Natterer, D Tremblay, L.W. Jacobs, N. Thie, A Ahamed, A. Abrahams, J.G. Boyd. (Middle): Mr. J.L Beedell, P.R.J O'Dwyer, 
A.L.C. Bailey, J G Hoermann, T MacMahon, N.N. Stanbury, S E Flam, J J Downy, P.T. Naessen, F. Carpenter, J D. Bates (Back): R. 
Cwyn, A P. Spoerri, M.J. Cohen, J R Hoddmott, ME Williams, DC. Alee, AD Inderwick 


(Front): W.J. Paterson, C.I. Madison, R. Szirtes, C.C. Futterer, B P King, E Hegmann, W.P.J Cuglich (Center): Mr. C.W Babbitt, B.A. 
Smith, M.C.T. O'Dwyer, R R. Moore, T.B. Dallett, E.J. Feeley, M.C. Green, A Przednowek. (Back): D.F. Collette, P.D Gualtieri, SB. 
Matthews, J.G. Simpson, R.A. Spencer. Absent: P.W.M Bannister 









(Front): A.K. Henry, J. A. Godsall, E.B.T. Thomas, L. St. Onge, PA. Deziel, K.I C McKenzie, J.W. Bates. (Second): Mr. E Chappell, RE 
Clyde, AW. Thomas, PA. Morrison, AC MacDonald, N.C.M. McKinney, J.R.M. Gardner, S.A.F. Fuller. (Back): PR. A. Arroyas, D.L. 
McKenzie, J.G. Barr, AG. Marsden, T.A Sherif. 


(Front): G.A.C. Yull, M. Chakulya, J.W. Ott, J.C.J. Boswell, J.D Saunders, M.W Bairo, EM Coldfield. (Middle): Mr J.N. Valentine, A.J. 
Spoerri, S. Mikhael, D.B. Class, S.M. Poulet, P.J. George, DP. Arnold. (Back): R.A.S. Ojala, P.N Johnston, C.L. Haslett, E Calleia, P. 

(Front): G.J. Saumier-Finch, D.S Smith, PA. Neurauter, CM. 
J. DR. Taylor, MA. Madison, R Dilawri, E P Rechnitzer, E J 
C.J. Sszlik, W.C. Teron, J.M. Jones, P. Hallett, T. Sosin 

Lang, J A Cogan, M.S. Bulmer, R Benoit, PR Kelly (Middle): AD Rhodes, 
S. Maywood, D.L. Eyre, S. Borg (Back): S.W. Simpson, J.E. Heuser, S. Khan, 







(Left): Andy Ahamad, Louis Jacobs, David Alee, Mr. J.S. Crockett, Pat O'Dwyer, John Booth, Mike Holmes 


As editor of this year's Junior Ashburian, I would 
like to thank Mr. Polk Jr. and Mr. Lister for their 
help and patience. I feel I have learnt something 
about journalism from them. 

This section of the book is intended to show the 
new boy what's in store for him and to serve as a 
recollection for those leaving the school. 

I would also like to give a final thanks to Mr. 
Crockett and to all the other teachers for their 
guidance and encouragement throughout the year. 

John Booth 

Cold Star Performers (For Effort 
In All Areas of School Life): 


F. DesCoteaux 

J. Booth 


B. King 

T. Dallett 


S. Mikhael 


E. Rechnitzer 

House Standings 

Captains: M. Holmes, B. King 


Captains: R. Edmonds, M. Green 

(3) Wizards 

Captains: M. Finn, B. Smith 

(4) Dragons 

Captains: D. Alee, C. Madison 


This year our tournament team was very suc- 
cessful. The tournament was held at Hillfield 
Stathallan which is a private school in Hamilton 
Ontario. We played well and really enjoyed our- 
selves, and our first day was one of our best. We 
played two games on the first day; in the morning 
we won 4-1 against St. George's school from 
Toronto. In the afternoon, we won over St. John's 
school from Elora by a narrow 2-1 margin. On the 
following day, we won our game against L.C.C. 2-1, 
but lost to Crescent school 0-2. That afternoon, we 
lost 2-1 against Appleby College in a really close 
game. On the final day we beat Ridley 2-1 in an 
excellent game of soccer; this victory secured for 
our team the fifth place position in the overall 
tournament standings. In the final for first place, St. 
George's from British Columbia defeated Crescent 

Our scorers were Patrick Guglich with four goals, 
Gus Jacobs with two, Tony Rhodes with two, and 
Ralph Dinsdale with one point. On behalf of the 
whole team, I would like to thank Messers Crockett 
and Valentine for our great time in Hamilton. 


This fall the tournament soccer team will be 
making the long trip to Vancouver to play in the 
Independent Schools Soccer tournament. In order 
to cover the cost of the expensive trip, the junior 
school has, and will be launching a number of fund- 
raising activities. The first of these was the "Great 
Rockcliffe Clean-up and Bottle Drive". All the 
village was divided into four sections, one for each 
School House and a friendly competition was held. 

The champions were the Hobbits with a total of 
$277.10. Next came the Goblins ($250.25), Dragons 
($148.00) and, bringing up the rear the Wizards with 
a total of $132.65. With the bottle revenues a total 
of $860.25 was raised. 

We, at Ashbury, would like to express our 
gratitude to the householders of Rockcliffe for 
their generous support for this project. 

DC. P. 

-Sky Matthews. 

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(Above): Jeff Hall, in white, almost scores against L.C.C. 

Mrs Reilly watches as Rider Daniels (Right), on ball, gets help 
from Gary Butler (Back) and Bruce Teron 






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(Front): F.N. Des Coteaux, AM Maclaren, D J Leduc. L.H Habets, T.J. McMahon, Capt , M Natterer, A.K Henry. (Back): A.K.T. 
Abankwa, J.C. Archibald, F.M. Finn, A. P. Spoern, J H Puddicombe, A. P. Inderwick, P.W Murray, DC Alee, Mr J.S. Crockett. 

(Front). C Yull. C Futterer. J Codsall. P. Cuglich.'C. Sezlik, C. Madison. C. Jacobs (Back): Mr S Crockett. S Matthews, J Bates, f Boyd. 
E Calleia. D Gualtien, A Marsden. R Dinsdale. Mr (Valentine. 



(Front): M.W. Baird, J.W. Ott, S.M. Poulet, N.M.R. Thie, R.A.S Ojala, G.R. hall, EM. Coldfield, B P King, L.J. St. Onge (Back): AH. 
Ahamad, P.T. Naessen, PR). O'Dwyer, Capt., S.C.K. Stone, R.H. Edmonds, P. Griffin, Mr. J H. Humphreys. 


(Front): J.C.J. Boswell, W.J. Paterson, S E Flam, PA. Morrison, DP Arnold, M.C Green, J G Booth, MA Seropian, M.W. Saleh. (Back): 
A.T. Bailey, C.L. Haslett, R.A. Spencer, PR. A. Arroyas, ME. Williams, M.G. Holmes, Capt., B.A Smith, Mr. J.H. Humphreys. 


We only played two games and lost both of 
them. We put up a good fight, but Appleby passed 
very well and overpowered our defence. The 
goalie, Bailey, let in a few goals in the first game 
and just gave up. 

Mr. Humphreys, our coach, was very en- 
couraging. He pointed out What we did wrong and 
how to improve on our playing ability. We did 
many playing exercises, including running, heading 
and kicking the soccer ball with the inside and 
outside of our feet. All in all it was a good season. 


(Front): E.P Rechnitzer, C.J. Saumier-Finch, J.N. 
J A Cogan, DCH Fyfe. DL. Eyre, P.N. Due, M.J 

Brotman, R Dilawri, W G Teron, MA. Madison, E. 
McElroy, P.J. Hughes, CM Lang, Mr E R Chappell 

S. Maywood (Back): P.J George, 

In October, many soccer rejects made an en- 
joyable visit to Mr. Beedell's farm. We left the 
school in the morning and arrived about an hour 
later. First thing we did was either push Mr. 
Beedell's beat-up Volkswagen out of the way, 
topple piled bales of hay, or something else 

After the fun and games, we feasted on hot dogs, 

After lunch we 
tried a little 

soup, cake, and chocolate milk 
played "Capture-the-Flag" and 

After all this excitement we went for a hay-ride 
on Mr. Beedell's tractor-trailer. Finally, before the 
buses arrived, we put in some time in hay-fights and 
"Volkswagen-turnng". . . Many thanks to Mr. 
Beedell. S. Prakash. 


The J4 team had a pretty good season, under the 
new coach, Mr. Chappell. We started out as hogs, 
each one of us trying to play on his own, with no 
passing, hardly any shooting, but taking the ball and 
rushing up the field trying to score. After two games 
against SedBergh (first won 1-0, second lost 4-1) we 
knew what our problem was. When we played against 
U.C.C down in Toronto, we found a team made up of 
9 and 10 year olds, very small, but very quick. Next 
thing we knew, four goals went in against us, and we 
only scored two (both by Hughes), though we played a 
better game than before, and passed better. 

The next game at Crescent, we were beaten 4-0, and 
we all wondered why. But I must say that we im- 
proved a lot from the beginning of the season, par- 
ticularly in agility, thanks to Mr. Chappell's 
professional coaching. Thanks also to all the players 
who participated on the team. 

E.P. Reehnitzer 

James Brotman gets set for a pass. 

(Above): Mr. Elroy charges in for a shot! 

JUNIOR 4 RESULTS: Ashbury vs. Sedbergh 
(won (1-0), vs. Sedbergh (lost 2-4), vs. U.C.C. 
(lost 2-4), vs. Crescent (lost 0-4), vs. Sed- 
bergh (tied 3-3). 


TOURNAMhNI l tnivi 

(Back): Mr. J.N. Valentine, T J McMahon, E. Calleia. DC Alee, R.A.S. Ojala, D.J. Leduc, A.M. Maclaren. (Front): C.J. Sezlik, A.K Henry, 
L.W. Jacobs, J C Bovd. G AC Yull, J A . Codsall, J C Archibald 


(Back): Mr E R Chappell, T.J. McMahon, E Calleia, J.C J Boswell, D J Leduc, PA Morrison, J C Boyd, J.N. Valentine, Esq. (Front): C.J. 
Sezlik, W.P. J. Cuglich, PR Kelly, J A Codsall, L.W. Jacobs, P J Hughes, J.W. Ott, J C Archibald Absent- J W Bates, C.A.C. Yull. 



(Back): Mr. ER Chappell, J.C.J. Boswell, PA Morrison, AG. Marsden, J.R Hoddinott, A.L.G. Bailey, M Natterer. (Front): S.A. Flam, B A 
Smith, J.W. Ott, W.P.J. Guglich, P.W. Murray, G.R Hall, L.J St. Onge, A.R Ahamad. Absent- J. W. Bates. 


(Back): Mr. J S Crockett, S Khan, S.W. Simpson, W.G. Teron, E.P. Rechnitzer, CM. Lang, P.N. Due (Front). D.S. Smith, G.J. Saumier- 
Finch, J.E. Reilly, M.A. Madison, J A Cogan, PR. Kelly Absent- A. D Rhodes. 


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ow - 


(2) Kelly (W) 


(3) Henderson (W) 

(2) Lang (H) 

(1) Rhodes (D) 

(2) Lang (K) 


High Jump- 

Long Jump 

(DTeron I (C) 

(3) Banister (C) 

(1) Kelly (Wj 

is, (4) Dragons. 

JUNIOR: 100M- 




(2) Baird (G) 

(3) George (W) 

(3) Madison 1(D) 


(2) Morton (H) 


(3) Arnold (W) 




Vladison I (D) 



?nzie II (W) 
iadison I (D) 

(2) Marsden (W) 

4 x 1 00 Relay - d) Hobbits, (2) wizar. 

agons, (4) Goblins. 

SENIOR: 100M- 




(1) Griffin (H) 
(3) Murray (G) 

(1) Griffin (H) 

(2) Murray (G) 

(3) Bates (G) 


(2) Stowe (W) 


(3) Henry (G) 


1 500M - OPEN - (DMaclaren (D) 



Individual Leaders: 

"e (H) with 26 points; junior - 
.oints; Senior- Bates and Griffin, eacl 

4 X 100 Relay - (1) Dragons, (2) Goblins, (3) Wizards, (4) 

ream Standings: (1) Goblins with 166 points; (2) Dragons with 
Hob h 148 points; (4) Wizards with 11 points. 



(Top Left): Rolf Dinsdale is just one step 
ahead of Tamir Sharif; Duncan Saunders 
in back (Above): Bobby Spencer. 
(Middle): Eric Goldfield. (Center): Jay 
Godsall (Below): Ian MacKenzie. (Lower 
Left): Mr Crockett with Martin Natterer 
(Lowest Right): Eric Feeley (left) checks 
on Eric Hegman who leads Casey Fut- 
terer (beside Feeley) Kevin West and 
Spoerri. Some battle for second place! 







Greg Saumier-Finch 

Simon Borg 

|oe McMahon 

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What is Prize Day? 

A memory of dappled sunlight on blue blazers. 

(Right): Steve Mozer and Colette Vanasse 

Mrs Ogden Martin and daughters Sarah and Caroline 

General Proficiency: 

Bruce Teron (Form 5), Edgar Rechnitzer (Form 6), Sam 
Mikheal (Form 71), Robert Binney (Form 7K), Dominic 
Gualtieri (Form 7A), Norman Stanbury (Form 8), John Booth 

Her Honour Pauline McGibbon 


A recognition of excellence . . . 

[Below): Mrs Dalton 

. And of the importance of friendship 

(Above): Dave Pigott wins the '77 Cup for his 
service to Ashbury (Below): Bernie Seyferth holds 
The Boarder's Shield 

Awards of Merit for 
diligence, effort, and 
improvement during the 
year: Peter Due (Form 
5), Mark Bulmer (Form 
6), Andrew Spoerri 
(Form 71), Tamir Sherif 
(Form 7K), Mike Green 
(Form 7A), Pat O'Dwyer 
(Form 8). The Coyne 
Prize for improvement 
in French: Jeffrey Ar- 
chibald The Irene 
Woodbu rn Wright 
Music Prize: Francis 
DesCoteaux. The 
Thomas Choir Prize: 
John Booth. The Polk 
Prize for Poetry 
Reading: Dominic 
Gualtieri. The Alwyn 
Cup for Junior School 
Track and Field: John 
Bates and Philip Griffin. 
The Athletic Cup: Joe 

A thanks for 
having served so 
well . . . 


The junior School Prize for Art: Jerry Ott. The Charles 
Gale Prize for Public Speaking: Brian King The Science 
Fair Prize - Junior Category: Andrew Thomas (first), An- 
drew MacDonald, Nicholas McKinney The Gauss 
Mathematical Contest Prize (Ashbury, Elmwood, St. 
Brigid's): Nicholas Davies. The lohn Michael Hilliard 
Memorial Prize: Francis DesCoteaux and Daniel Leduc. 
The Stephen Clifford Memorial Cup: Francis DesCoteaux 
The Woods Shield: John Booth The Pitfield Shield: won by 
The Hobbits and accepted by Michael Holmes and Brian 
Mathematics: Marek Przednowek; English Robert Latta: 
French: Robbie Mann; History: Marek Przednowek, 
Geography: Marek Przednowek; Ceographie Francais: 
Robbie Mann; Typing (Girls): Lisa Stillborn; Typing (Boys): 
Dennis Gamble. Year 1 and 2 Art: Michel Korwin. Year 2 - 
General Science: Kevin Keenan; English: Fabrice Cadieux; 
The lobling Prize for French: David Owen; Geography: 
David Owen; History: Fabrice Cadieux. Years 2 and 3 
Business Accounting Todd Williamson. Year 3 - 
Mathematics: Grant Mcintosh; English: Timothy Webb; 
French: Jonathan Eddy; Geography. Jonathan Eddy; 
German: Timothy Webb. Years 3 and 4 - Business Studies: 
Catherine Smith; Biology: Jonathan Eddy; Chemistry: 
Tony Yuen; Physics: Jonathan Eddy; Politics; Glen Sch- 
jerning. Year 4 - The Dr. O.j. Firestone Prize for 
Mathematics: James Puttick; The Brain Prize for History: 
Lauchlan Munro: The Pemberton Prize for Geography. 
Nanno Habets. Years 4 and 5 Writing Skills: Nelson Boz. 
The Ashbury Chess Tournament (Open): Glen Schjerning 
(winner), with finalist Andrew Clyde. Science Fair: Fabrice 
Cadieux, Michel Korwin, David Owen (1st, Intermediate), 
with Jeff Mierins and Sean Murray (second, Intermediate); 
Alex Paterson (1st. Senior), and Kevin Whalley (second, 
Senior). Year 5 - Biology: David Welch; Chemistry: Ross 
Brown; French: Pierre Vanasse; Economics: Felicity Smith 
and Michael Bennett; Geography: David Welch; History: 
David Welch. General Proficiency Prizes - Year 1: Robbie 
Mann; Year 2: Fabrice Cadieux; Year 3: Jonathan Eddy; 
Year 4: Michael Bravo and Tony Yuen; Year 5 (The 
Governor General's Medal): Ross Brown The Ladies Guild 
Merit Awards (for effort, diligence, and improvement 
during the year) - Year 1 : Todd Sellers; Year 2: Chris Wirth; 
Year 3: Frank Porreca and Jack Dym; Year 4: Normand 
Langlois; Year 5: Jean-Gaston DesCoteaux. The /./. 
Marland Prize for Year 5 Mathematics (presented by the 
Zagerman Family): Ross Brown The Headmaster's Special 
Award: Ross Brown The Dr. j.L. Ablack Prize: James 
Puttick. The Senior School Poetry Prize: Fabrice Cadieux 
The Ross McMaster Prize for Intermediate Public 
Speaking: Fabrice Cadieux The Ovenden College Prize for 
French (open competition; awarded by Raina S. Shopoff) 

Fabrice Cadieux. The A.B. Belcher Memorial Prize for the 
best short story in the Upper School: Fabrice Cadieux The 
Snelgrove Memorial Prize for Middle School 
Mathematics: Michel Korwin (year 2). The Adam 
Podhrasky Prize for Modern History: Andrew Johnston 
(year 3). The Robert Gerald Moore Memorial Prize for 
English: Lauchlan Munro (year 4). The Fiorenza Drew 
Memorial Prize for French: Fabrice Cadieux (year 4). The 
Hon. George Drew Memorial Prize for Advanced English: 
Jeffrey Jackson (year 5). The Ekes Memorial Prize for 
Physics: Ross Brown (year 5). The Gary Horning Memorial 
Shield tor Senior Public Speaking: Timothy Webb. The 
Wilson Sheild for Senior School Inter-House Competition: 
won by Perry House and accepted by Ian Kayser, Peter 
Robertson, David Welch. The Nelson Shield annually 
awarded to the Captain of the School in recognition of his 
leadership and dedication to duty: Wayne Chodikoff. The 
Charles Rowley Booth Trophy for the greatest 
achievement in both scholarship and athletics: David 
Beedell. The Southam Cup for the greatest achievement in 
both scholarship and athletics in the year 5: John Sezlik. 

(Below): Mr. Hinnell, Amanda Lovatt, Sabina Jurgens. 

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If I was a tree, I would start out as a s^. 

watered and planted in the ground, I would 

a jack-in-the-box. 

I would grow and grow till I was a tree and a migh 

beautiful one 1 would-b"e> 

I would stand tall and never look limp and swing in the wipd, 

But when it was my tin*e to fall down and die, 

I woulcWet my children go, so they could grow. 

D. Saund< 

R |p ° ; 4!f» 



The wind, the wind comes and goes 

And most people don't even know 

It can be soft, but strong at times 

And blow the clothes from the clothes-line 

The wind can pick up, high up in the sky, 

But when it is finished, lips away 

And soon it shall come back another day. 

D. Saunders 

v .' 


Canada's leading 

jewellers in 

principal cities 

from coast to coast 

ry loud, has horns blowing; 

:rying to sleep-while babies cry. 

are full of cars, and sidewalks 


illed with the hungry, and 

gs are torn down one by one! 


-Kevin West (G. 5) 



Mr. Polk made his usual dramatic opening remarks: 

"My purpose in trying to teach youse guys to speak English good is defeated 
when you don't never listen! Now, Shaddup, Holmes!" 

"Mr. Polk is constantly picking on me," complained Holmes. "He always tells 
me to be quiet, when I can't ever be heard over the constant chattering of Davies, 
Saleh and Seropian." 

Trembling with nervousness, Wood interrupted. "To suffer in silence is my lot 
in life." 

Excited by the silence broken by reply so aptly spoken, the class exploded. 

"Hold it! Hold it! Mr. Polk screamed. Here's my thought for thk day. A little 
passage from The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe: 

"Suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my 
chamber door ..." 

The door burst open. Trembling with rage, Mr. Crockett stood in the doorway. 
"Didn't you hear my knocking?" he shouted. 

"What's going on here? I'm trying to explain to potential parents the value of 
discipline which we emphasize at Ashbury, and I can't make myself heard in my 

The door slammed behind his disapproving back. 

The stunned silence was broken by the squeaking, soprano voice of Edmonds: 
"I am a triple threat quarterback. My passing, running and kicking keep the 
opponents on their toes." 

"Yes," shouted Hall, "but your passing game sometimes backfires. You 
remember those eleven intercepted bombs last game. Each one was run back for 
a touchdown!" 

"That's true," added Habets. "And actually, his punting average is just over 
four yards." 

"You're right," screamed Morton. "And as for the running, his average in this 
department is minus six yards." 

"That's just what I mean," sobbed Edmonds. "The opponents have to keep on 
their toes — ready to gallop away for a score." 

"I have here a $5 bill." Mr. Polk was speaking in a soothing voice; "and the first 
boy to raise his hand may have the money." 

But no one was listening, and Mr. Polk collapsed, moaning, and steadily 
banging his head on the desk. 

A teacher's eye view . . . 






It was a sunny morning in Febuary, 1972. I heard 
the angry cries of quarrelling crows outside my 
bedroom window. I rushed to see what was the 
matter. In our garden there is a huge Norway Maple 
tree with it enormous branches reaching towards 
the clear blue sky. As I stood looking out towards 
the tree, I could see the black crows circling 
something in the very top of the maple tree. What 
were they so excited about? Then I caught a 
glimpse of a beautiful owl. With the help of a book 
about birds, I was able to make sure that the 
creature was in fact a Great Horned Owl. For some 
reason, the owl was not able to fly properly, 
perhaps because the crows had injured it. Suddenly 
a branch gave way under the weight of the owl and 
several crows. The crows cawed and flew away, but 
the owl fell fluttering to the ground. I ran down 
stairs, put on my coat and boots, and went down to 
the basement. 

In the basement was some plastic netting which 
my father had used in the garden during the 
summer. I took this netting and ran out to the owl. 
The crows all flew away as I appeared. I was able to 
cover up the owl with the netting and then to put 
into a large cardboard box. Soon after when my 
mother came down I told her all about it; she said 
that the Humane Society would know to do, so we 
called them. Since we had a big station wagon, we 
were able to take the owl to the Humane Society 
shelter right away. When we got there, the owl gave 
us a big hoo, hoo hooo as if saying "Thank You". 

R Henderson (Gr. 8) 


Dreams may be thoughts 
That flow like streams; 
They can be vivid or unclear, 
And very sincere. 

Some dream at day, 
And others at night, 
Of peace and happiness 
And love for others. 

Dusk slowly closed in on the small well lit cabin on 
Chesepeake Bay Inside, the Morgan family sat peacefully 
around the hearth of a big stone fireplace Suddenly a knock 
shattered the peace Seven year old Dan jumped up to 
acknowledge it. A tall skinny man with deep set brown eyes and 
dark, bushy eyebrows filled the doorway He wore a hunting shirt 
with deep, broad pockets, overalls and dirty Creb boots On his 
hands were a pair of black leather gloves as it was early 
November and fairly cold Slowly, suspiciously, he entered. 

"Do you have a boat?", he demanded gruffly 

"Yes", Mr. Morgan answered hesitantly 

"Take me across the bay", snapped the stranger as he pulled a 
small black revolver from his pocket 

"At night?" 

"Yeah, they're lookin' for me around here." 

"Would Taylor's landing do? It's about ten miles." 

"It'll do Let's get movin'." 

"I'll be back in a couple of hours," Mr Morgan murmurred as 
he left the cottage at gunpoint In a half a minute they reached 
the dock. 

"We're ready," he said and jumped aboard, noting that the 
oars had been left in the boathouse. With a little grumbling, the 
ten horse-power motor started up and they headed across the 

A suspicious silence broken only by the hum of the motor, 
reigned between the two men. Suddenly the engine began to 
cough and splutter, then died. For the first time that trip, 
someone spoke 

"What's wrong?" demanded the stranger 

"Maybe there's some air in the gasoline," Mr. Morgan replied, 
tilting the engine forward. 

"How much farther?" 

There was no reply, except for a small splash Geoff Morgan 
had dived over, taking with him a small shear pin that held the 
propeller Without it the motor was useless. There were no oars, 
the stranger was helpless Only a very good swimmer would have 
attempted it A cold, numb figure crawled onto the beach a few 
hours later Slowly and with dragging feet he trudged up the 
beach to the cottage. Once dried off and changed, he phoned 
the police, then recounted the tale to his wife In a few minutes 
Geoff Morgan went to the window and watched the lights of the 
Coast Guard as they illuminated the water while collecting the 

The fire welcomed him once more as he sank down in a soft 
chair facing the warmth 

K Woo(Gr. 8) 

People may have nightmares 
Horrible and terrifying - 
Only remembered 
If suddenly woken. 

M. Bulmer(Gr. 6) 




It seemed a considerably handsome looking day, with blots of 
elegant, though quite squat clouds, scattered over the horizon I, 
Freddie MacKinnon Jr and third sector's main drainage valve 
operator at the local Schmoe Enterprise's corn-oil dam of 
Jodyson's County, walked down the corn smelling alley to the 
SEE bank of the Antalowng corn oil transport canal I checked 
in, then proceeded down to the main pipe room On the way I 
stopped to take a peek at the pressure gauges They showed an 
unusually high reading I deduced that the probable reason was 
the abnormal increase in farmer corniness succeeding the great 
corn crisis. 

Having arrived at the third sector I walked in and found myself 
alone I closed the door behind me, and got to work I then geard 
an overwhelming explosion which came from the floor below 
This was followed by a toilet flushing like sound, then came the 
classic terror filled scream. 

I was about to make a heroic rescue to save the day when I ran 
into problems of my own; a steady, though corny flow of a 
yellow liquid started to leak out with extreme force from a one 
inch crack in a pipe After having blocked off the entire pipe, 
leaks began to appear like cooking popcorn It was then, the 
room being half full of slimey, evil smilling corn-oil, when I 
realized that something had gone wrong 

I managed to get to a window above oil level then looked 
down the dam wall and observed cracks appearing I was about 
to get out, down some unknown fire escape, when a four hun- 
dred gallon water tank fell flat on my head, knocking me un- 
conscious A few minutes later the entire section in which I was 
must have flooded, then popped open I got catapulted out of 
the dam's wall by oil pressure onto a sinking little rowboat 
travelling along the current towards a great waterfall Somehow, 
while being unconscious nevertheless realized that a forty foot 
shark was chasing me. 

When I woke up, I found myself looking down an ever nearing 
shark's throat Looking up a bit, and farther away, I saw the 
trembling, cracked up dam with few more seconds of life 
Pivoting one hundred and eighty degrees, I could see the tip of 
the boat going over the start of a one hundred foot drop But just 
a moment! A light clippety-clop of horses hoofs could be heard, 
and in the distance, I sighted the Cavalry I sighed 

A. Afriat(Cr. 8) 


I stood still glancing at the engraved words 
which appeared at the head of a huge medieval 
door: "National Wax Museum". 

Slowly but quietly I opened the door which let 
out a startling moan. Venturing my way inside, the 
door let out another hideous creak which subsided 
as it banged shut. I stood in a room filled with 

quietness, only a few odd people were wandering 
around. This was very strange considering that it 
was a busy Saturday afternoon. A bell rang in the 
quiet background, but I did not take any notice, for 
I thought itwas nothing. 

I walked around examining each realistic figure 
which occupied a corner of the museum, from the 
mightiest warrior to the puniest nobleman. I went 
to shake hands with a very stout policeman, but 
very soon realized that he was a wax dummy. 

A constant flow of threatening silence swirled 
through the museum and seemed to summon each 
wax mannequin. This continual silence was broken 
by a quiet rattle of a chain followed by a click. 

I raced down the hallways past every wax 
dummy you could imagine. I arrived only to find 
myself helplessly locked in, just as a criminal 
behind bars or an innocent animal encaged. 

I sat utterly bewildered in a room of depressing 
melancholy and solitude. Desperately I searched 
and searched for a way out of this unreal night- 
mare. I had almost given up hope when a door 
appeared before my eyes and I timidly opened it. 
Not quite sure of myself, I cautiously sneaked in. 
No sooner was I in than the door shut hastily 
behind me again. I was imprisoned in the horrors of 
the dark. It was a room which seemed to be an 
ancient torture chamber with an assortment of 
grim and grotesque figures, hanging on the walls 
which surrounded me. 

I froze with terror as a huge hole opened from 
the cracks of the mouldering floor. A sickening 
terror climbed up my spine as I peered down and 
down the 'devil's hole . I gazed around trying to 
find a way out of this strange and horrifying place. 

"Did that move?" I pondered upon this question 
for a few seconds until I plainly saw a masked, 
deformed ape man staggering over my way with his 
axe clutched in his grimy hands held at the ready 
over his head. I screamed and screamed as he 
forced me to stumble over to the hole. He came 
closer and closer until I could almost feel him. I 
slithered back down the hole and fell . . . fell . . . fell 
. . . hearing his terrible laugh which rang in my ears 
as I fell. 

A bright and beautiful light flared in my eyes as 
my mother pulled open the curtains. I woke with a 
start but happily breathed a sigh of relief, saying, 
"it was only a dream." 


My father walked into the room asking cheer- 
fully, "would you like to go to the wax museum 

B. KingfG .7) 


I was looking at the paintings in the north end of 
the National Art Museum. I saw one by Van Gogh 
and one by Turner. 

The people were slowly moving out of the 
museum. I had to go to the bathroom, so I quickly 
went inside. When I had finished I could not open 
the door! I kicked and pushed but I could not open 
it. I checked my watch; it was five to six. The 
museum closed at six. I kept trying and trying but 
still could not open it. Suddenly I heard the an- 
nouncement, "Would everyone please leave the 

The loud shuffling of feet could be heard, but 
suddenly my attention was brought to a policeman 
who had stepped into the bathroom, checking all of 
the doors. I was so scared I didn't know what to do. 
He checked my door and then left. The footsteps of 
the policeman faded away until he went out the 
main entrance and locked the door, creating an 




C'etait froid, et, presque minuit, 

Le docteur arriva tard, et dit: 

"Pour Jean, c'est la fin de la vie 

Quand I'horloge sonnera douze heures. 

Monsieur et Madame n'ayez pas peur; 

Ca se passera vite et sans douleur." 

Finalement I'horloge sonna, 

Mais etrangement le garcon se leva 

Et tres vite il s'en alia 

Puis partit, chassant le docteur! 

A. Afriat(Cr. 8) 


Carling Motors Ltd. 



Part I: The Summoning 

The bell cord creaked as it rubbed against the 
side of the belfry and three loud clangs echoed and 
re-echoed several times around the walls of Castle 
Worming. The bell was summoning all lords and 
heads of state to the royal palace of King Orinth. 

First came Ahan, the Ryu's Head Mapper; then 
came Hastings, the Admiral and a loyal friend of 
Fantleom. One after another, 19 other lords filed in. 
Only 2 were missing; they were Lord Fantleome, 
Marshall of Offense, and Lord Harx, the best fighter 
in Ryu tribe. 

The missing lords were off on Fantleome's Island 
where Donaga was mating. Already Fantleome, 
Harx, Donaga and his mate were rearing two young 
playful dragons, although, at the moment, only 
Donaga was tame. Soon there would be two other 
large, fire-breathing dragons; in a mere 12 harvests, 
these young 'pups' would be full grown and worthy 

It was decided that Gome would fill in as head 
fighter because Harx (the best) and Fantleome (the 
second best) were away. 

When all the lords had entered and were seated 
around three large rectangular tables — one for 
offense, one for defense, one for exploration — 
King Orinth addressed them. 

"All do know about the constant, lurking danger; 
all do know it and all do fear it. Therefore I must 
ask Clome and Hastings to devise together a plan 
to end once and for all this reign of terror 
surrounding us!" 

With great speed Clome and Hastings chose five 
other lords to help them in their task. First was 
Marrone, second Ahan, then Sleo, Capori and 
Ameatum. The seven lords hastily decided upon a 

Ahan, the Head Mapper, was to go with his little 
band to map out the wasteland and swamp 
surrounding Rodmar, the enemy stronghold. 

Then Hastings was to go by sea with 150 ships 
and 1200 fully armed soldiers. 

At the same time, Clome and Marrone would 
lead an overland attack on the stronghold, each 
commanding 1200 men. Sleo was to set up camp 
just behind the front while Capori and Ameatum 
would tend the wounded and carry supplies of 
armour and weapons to stranded bands of men. At 
exactly half night, the siege of Rodmar would 

Part II: The Battle 

As half night arrived, Clome blew a bugle call 
and was answered by Hastings and Marrone; at this 
pre-arranged signal, pandemonium ensued — 
whistles blew everywhere, orders were bellowed 
out into the night, catapaults and battering rams 
were hauled forward. The siege had begun. 

Immediately, the heavy artillery, from land, 
bombarded and eventually knocked down the 
outer wall. Men poured from the assault ships 
while still others massed for a crossing of the huge 
moat of Rodmar with pontoon bridges. Archers 
positioned themselves in the woods nearby as well 
as behind the remaining parts of the outer wall. At 
the same time, 200 soldiers stormed inside Rodmar 
to draw the enemy out onto the plain. The ruse 
failed, a horn call sounded, and everyone withdrew 
to barracks. Guards were posted and the losses 
tallied: 800 dead or dying and at least another 1000 
with light wounds. The first day had ended. 

The three leaders held council in dome's tent 
while long range catapaults continued to bombard 
the city with fire and stone 

When dawn broke, the horns sounded again but, 
before the echoes had died, the black portcullis of 
Rodmar opened and thousands of enemy infantry 
and pike men streamed out. 

All 953 of Marrone's bowmen let fly repeatedly; 
hundreds of the enemy fell. The remainder were 
routed and fled in disorder into the nearby woods 
where more archers were waiting who picked off 
the terrified Rodmarians with deadly accuracy. The 
portcullis shut once again. 

Bowmen sprang to the battlements of the inner 
wall; a combination of bettering rams, ladders and 
catapaults enabled Hasting's men, after hours of 
strenuous fighting, to overcome the resistance and 
to control the whole of the inner wall. The port- 
cullis was opened, this time by Hastings men, and, 
with a triumphant shout, hundreds more soldiers 
stormed into Rodmar. The city was taken. Thus 
ended the second day. 

Before resting, Clome ordered his men to ex- 
tinguish all fires. 

The next day, the whole fortress, except for the 
inner walls, was razed to the ground. 

King Orinth, served by dragons, ruled supreme. 

John Booth (Cr. 8) 




The first of Leon, the harvest month, ap- 
proached. Almost every member of the Ryus could 
be found at the blacksmith's collecting his newly 
mended implements. There had not been war for 
almost 52 harvests; even the royal armorer and king 
Orinth himself were at the blacksmith's that day. 
Only two were missing: Fantleome, the chief of an 
offensive commando unit and Harx, the best fighter 
in that unit. 

The absent men were riding on the outskirts of 
Twinevine, a murky forest not far from the Ryu 
headquarters, Castle Worming. Fantleome rode 
Donaga, the only tame dragon, while Harx sat upon 
Luthien, his favourite steed. Luthien was a large 
and extremely fast white stallion but Harx greatly 
envied Fantleome with Donaga who could fly. 

"I think there is trouble brewing," commented 

"Oh, why do you say that?" asked Fantleome. 

"People are becoming too carefree and there has 
not been war in Twinevine for 52 harvests," Harx 

"You're right. I'll organize a sortie. We leave 
tomorrow. Be at the stables at half night and tell 
your four mates," said Fantleome. With that he 
patted Donaga and was off. Harx and Luthien rode 
swiftly towards Castle Worming. 

The next day, the five waited restlessly until 
Fantleome appeared on Donaga and, waving 
goodbye to onlookers (a few, even at that hour), the 



seven rode off towards Twinevine. 

Fantleome led, followed by Tookly, 
Lansien, Clome and Harx, in that order. 

Soon they were deep within the forest riding in 
silence and gloom. Suddenly, goblins materialized 
around them, leaping, running, tearing, slashing; 
Fantleome fought back with Lightlore, his favourite 
sword. Donaga melted them with his breath. Harx, 
Clome and the rest dismounted to fight and for a 
while were almost overcome with the shrieking 
hordes of goblins as they swung wildly; the 
slaughter of goblins was great. 

Donaga rose, with Flantleome, and, circling, 
searched for the goblin headquarters. They found it 
and Donaga unhesitatingly descended into the 
gloom to land right in front of the Goblin King, 
Kazn. Fantleome swung his sword but missed. As 
Kazn leapt, he swung again and felt Lightlore 
connect; instantly, Kazn screamed and began to 
shrivel while gore spewed out of the wound. 

It was all over. Goblins disappeared into air and 
Fantleome rushed back to his companions to find 
that Bohemir and Lansien were dead and the others 
were severely wounded — except for Harx. 
Somehow the little group made their way, with 
their dead and wounded, back to Castle Worming 
to report their victory. 



The old wolf peered out of his cave at the pale 
yellow sun as it rose over the snow-capped hills. It 
had been a cold, lean winter month, and there was 
still no prospect of a change in the weather. The 
wolf left the cave and his nose quivered as he 
sniffed the frosty air. He shook his shaggy grev coat 
to clean it from the dirt and snow it had gathered 
and set off down the slope. It looked like a good 
day for hunting, if only the weather would warm up 
a little. The wolf listened and looked and presently 
discovered animal tracks which were not much 
bigger than a squirrel's or rabbit's. The tracks were 
not very old so the wolf followed them hopefully 
for fifteen minutes feeling the cold penetrate He 
heard a scratching and scuffling behind a rock; the 
wolf crept up to it and suddenly sprang over it. 

The squirrel behind the rock chattered shrilly 
and whisked away across the snow with the wolf 
close behind. The rodent scrambled up the trunk of 
a pine tree, and among the foliage he found refuge 
from the terrible shaggy monster. The wolf jumped 
and snapped at the squirrel as it climbed but 
missed by a few inches. He stared hungrily up at 
the little creature in the tree with his eyes blazing 
and his tongue hanging out. But it was evident that 
the squirrel would not come down for a long time. 
The wolf left the tree and loped off. 

Some time later, the wolf came across a rabbit 
lying in the snow. It struggled for a moment but 

was unable to escape and it lay quite exhausted. 
The wolf did not have to see the blood-stained 
snow around the animal's leg to know that the 
animal was trapped. A scar on the wolf's right hand 
leg reminded him of a trap which had almost 
claimed his life; now he was older and wiser. He 
sniffed at the area before him suspiciously, then 
turned around and kicked some snow over the spot. 
There was a sharp 'click' and a sprung trap exposed 
itself beside the rabbit. 

The wolf turned and faced the trap again. A few 
moments later, he confidently went forward and 
helped himself to the rabbit. He also found a 
couple of meat chunks. 

The wolf left to hunt elsewhere. He searched 
about all day, but it was not until evening that he 
heard other wolves howling over a distant hill. The 
wolf bolted for the area to see what was up. He 
stopped at the top of a hill to survey the situation. 

The other wolves had attacked and pulled down 
a good-sized deer. Now they had eaten their fill and 
were signalling to other carnivores that there was a 
kill. They backed off as the old wolf came down 
and let him eat. He finished off the carcass and for 
the rest of the night they romped and played about. 

Just before dawn the old wolf left to return to his 
den. It had been a good day and a night and he 
would not have to hunt for a long time. 

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The wind blew furiously tormenting the trees like 
bees in a hive; it played in a frenzy, shattering the 
trees. A deep fresh layer of crystal snow lav drifting 
all around the threatened trees; the bitter w ind and 
the drifting snow meant there was another \\ inter at 

I quickly poked m\ nose in and out of the snow 
as an\ wolf would do in search of food. But I was 
wasting m\ time because the food had been taken 
b\ some other desparate animal. I stood alone in 
the snow All of a sudden, a small rabbit went 
scampering clumsily across the icy snow I gave 
chase determined to catch it. I grew excited, 
courageous, and I felt like one of my ancestors in 
need of food But in my path was an iron trap 
buried beneath the snow I did not know it was 
there when, snap!' — its iron teeth caught my hind 
leg. The rabbit disappeared behind a snowdrift and 
was gone. 

I lay still, in pain The mouth of the trap glanced 
a sort of grotesque grin which increased the pain. 
The chilling wind tortured m\ limp, broken leg . . . 
Dav turned to night and then another painful day. 

M\ how ling brought the attention of a man close 
b\ He pulled out a strange kind of mechanism into 
which he talked. Then he was gone and again I was 
left alone. Soon I heard the strange noise of a 
machine which turned out to be a truck. When it 
arrived, some people got out with a bag of tools I 
lay still, awaiting my death Surprisingly, they set to 
work on the iron jaws' which I could not bear. 
When my leg was free, they quickly bandaged it up 
and then laid me on a soft piece of fabric. I was 
placed comfortably in the truck and driven off 

When I reached my destination I saw many other 
animals, who were in cages, some asleep, some 
awake They, too, had been taken in and cared for 
I was fed, kept warm, but most of all. I was cared 
for I was very grateful for what they had done. 
When the wound caused by the ugly trap was 
healed I was taken back to my homeland For that 
w as where I belonged 

If the Humane SocieU hadn't come to my aid, I 
would ha\e died in the forest in the bitter cold of 
winter with my leg broken from the trap. The 
Humane Society comes to the rescue of many lost 
animals each \ear; if it did not, many animals 
would have died of hunger and cold 

If animals could speak, you would see how 
grateful they are for the help of the Humane 

Brian King (Cr. 7) 

As one of the new boarders at Ashbury, I was 
subjected to the pranks of the old boys. They used 
to ask me if I had ever heard of the 'Ghost of 
Ashbury'. 1 hadn't and the prospect of meeting the 
school spectre was not charming I asked for more 
details about the ghost. As the story goes, the ghost 
v isits the chapel to beg forgiveness for his sin which 
had been the tormenting of a young school mate 
causing the boy to commit suicide. My imagination 
v i\ idly formed the picture of a bluish figure wailing 
and crying I resolved not to be tempted into 
meeting it. 

Time and time again I was dared to go the chapel 
at night, but I stood firm and refused. Finally I was 
called a coward. This drove me to the point of no 

"I'm not afraid of the ghost," I yelled. "I'll go the 
chapel tonight!" 

That night, after wondering whether being called 
a coward was so bad, I waited until lights-out. I 
slowly inched open the door and went forth, armed 
only with a flashlight, to meet the ghost. 

Slowly I went down the stairs, alert and very 
scared. I passed classrooms that seemed so har- 
mless in the day but were not terrifying. I stopped 
at the base of the chapel stairs, choking on my 
heart From up the stairs, I had heard a wail! 
Psychiatrists say that curiousity is one of the 
strongest emotions. I believe it. It was not courage 
that drew me up the stairs. 

I turned the doorknob and eased open the door. 

The first thing I saw was the grinning face of a 

"He ain't such a coward after all!" yelled one of 

"Congratulations," said another. "You've been 

The truth dawned on me: all this had been a ploy 
to test my courage. I went through the stages of 
anger, indignation, relief and then laughter 

I was now a member of the Ashbury boarders. 

D. Cualtieri (gr. 7) 


Grade 6: Robert Benoit, Mark Bulmer, Raj 
Dilawri, Michael Jones, Philip Kelly, Sharif Khan, 
Edward Maywood, Edgar Rechnitzer, Gregory 
Shirley, Gregory Saumier-Finch. Grade 7: Brian King 
(placed first), and Jimmie Gardner (placed third). 
Grade 8: Mike Holmes (placed second). 



Once upon a mealtime boring, 
While I sat there, almost snoring, 
While my roast beef sat in kitchen, 
While the cook played solitaire; 
While I sat there, nearly napping, 
Suddenly there came a tapping, 
As of someone gently rapping - 
Rapping at the kitchen door; 

Only this (yawn), and nothing more. 

While I sat there, nearly sleeping, 
Suddenly I heard a weeping - 
And it was a weeping never heard 

by human ears before - 
So I looked behind the door; 

To my surprise I saw a chicken - 

A solitary, weeping chicken. 

And I asked the chicken why it cried 

behind the kitchen door. 
Quoth the chicken: "Apple cores." 

As I sat there with the chicken, 
I started thinking of the kitchen; 
Would my dinner never come 
From behind those kitchen doors? 
I asked my very nobby chicken 
Of the food behind those doors. 
Quoth the chicken: "Apple cores." 

"Shut your trap, you stupid chicken!" 
And I dashed into the kitchen; 
Whereupon I threw the cook 
Into a pile of apple cores - 
Only this (yawn), what a bore! 

And the chicken, always boring, 
Still is snoring, still is snoring 
On a pile of apple cores - rotten cores! 
And his eyes have all the seeming 
Of a chicken that is dreaming, 

Dreaming quietly 
Behind those kitchen doors - 
On a pile of apple cores. 

Nick Davies 


Love is like a rainbow, 
So beautiful and smooth. 
Love is like the sunshine, 
It shines for evermore. 
Love is like a flower, 
It grows with color and beauty. 
Love is like the seasons, 
Changing more and more. 
Love is like a letter, 
For it brings people together. 
Love is more than a feeling, 
It's a part of you forever. 

-G. Lang -Grade 6. 


His face was ugly, 
Worn by the weather, - 
Wrinkled and dry. 

His hair was matted, 

And was very long and dirty, - 

Bleached by the sun. 

The dirty clothes he wore 
Were ragged and torn, - 
Patched in places. 

By the looks of it, 

His boots were once black - 

But were now covered by mud. 

M.S. Bulmer- Grade 6. 


I look to the sky 

To see the stars wandering by. 

Though the night is old, 


The moon, waning on high, 

Casting a silver light 

Through the grass in which I lie. 

- Paul Hughes - Grade 5. 



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The choir practices for a half-hour every Thur- 
sday during Form period, and every Friday in 
chapel. Mr Thomas drilled us well for the Nine 
Lesson carol service — even though everyone in 
the choir was kicked out of practice at least once. 

Being in the choir was a lot of fun — we got free 
drinks after every Sunday performance, and extra 
house points and we had a great get-together at 
Descoteaux's. Thanks to the Descoteaux for a 
really fun party. This year's choir was a pretty good 
thing. Gary Butler 

Ashbury's junior School Public Speaking Contest 
was very successful this year. John Booth of grade 
8A came third with a talk on energy; Andrew 
Thomas of 7K placed second with a speech on 
computers; Brian King won the day talking about 
cross-country skiing. Everyone in the contest, 
winners and runners-up, are to be congratulated for 
their efforts. 

Messrs Rice, Polk, and Thomas judged the 
competition Thanks go to them for their time, 
interest and expertise in performing this difficult 
task. Good luck to next year's contestants Brian 

We left Ashbury on a dark, warm night. We 
arrived at the Babbitt's and quickly changed into 
our costumes. Trays of sandwiches, cheese, 
biscuits, and fruit were set out on the table. We 
stuffed ourselves. 

The contest came next. Prizes were given for the 
most original and the most comical costumes. The 
excitement grew as we started the hunt for precious 
Hallowe'en candies. Provided with bags, we started 
off in all directions; we were out for an hour and a 
half We came back with bags filled to the brim, 
and started right away to count and separate our 
share. After everyone returned, we played some 
games It was getting late, and we all had to change 
and head back to school. 

Many thanks to Mr. and Mrs Babbitt for a really 
enjoyable and successful evening. Gregory Finch 

Once again, this Halowe'en, U.N.I.C.E.F. 
benefited from the efforts of the junior school 
students. Ghosts, monsters, hobos and assorted 
other creatures of the night brought back to the 
school more than $175 for this charity. In this, "the 
Year of the Child" we are all proud of our con- 
tribution. DC. P. 


The annual ski weekend was held during the 
winter half-term break, February 8 to February 12. 
Thirteen Ashbury boys and three Elmwood girls 
paid the $140 fee, along with Mrs. O'Brien from 
Elmwood, and Mr. Valentine and Mr. Beedell from 

We stayed at the Caribou Lodge, a renovated 
cottage owned by a European lady. The lodge was 
only a five - or ten - minute drive from the ski hills. 

I was surprised by the number of people there 
were during our first day at Mont Tremblant; it was 
35 below and dropping. But the skiing was good, 
and it was bright and sunny all the time. We had to 
wait in long lines at the cafeteria, the ticket booths 
and the lifts. Everyone managed to get in about 
nine or ten good runs. 

Aside from one or two minor mishaps, we en- 
joyed ourselves very much. Special thanks to Mr. 
Dilawri for the use of the van, Mr. and Mrs. 
Pariseau for the accommodations, and to the three 
teachers who went with us 

Sanjay Prakash 

On Friday, April 6, the boys of grades seven and 
eight (and some Elmwood grade eights) collected 
donations for the Canadian Cancer Society. 

It was a snowy day, and very cold — a lot of 
people stayed indoors. There were enough to make 
it worth our while; we collected $4,500. In spite of 
the cold and snow, we had fun and served a good 

Jeff Downey 

Mr. Polk's poetry book has been the Grade 6 text 
for many years. In his introduction he points out 
that an appreciation of poetry is not confined to 
gentle, non-athletic boys, any more than is an 
appreciation of music. 

Perhaps his judgment is justified in the interest 
which Juniors take in the yearly Poetry Reading 

The contest was held this year in May, and, after 
thanking judges, Mr. Polk asked the assembled 
Junior School how many had entered the 
eliminations; about three-quarters of the boys 
raised their hands. 

These were the finalists: Bulmer and Jones 
(Grade 6), Baird and Saunders (Grade 71), Mac- 
Donald and McKinney (Grade 7K), Gualtieri and 
Spencer (Grade 7A), Abrahams and Flam (Grade 8), 
Booth and Wood (Grade 8A). 

The first prize went to Gualtieri, 2nd and 3rd to 
Booth and Woods, with a "highly commended" 
from the judges for MacDonald. 

It seemed suitable that the judges were Mr. 
Thomas and Mrs. Varley, respectively Heads of the 
Music and Art Departments. 

The 20th Annual Ashbury College lunior School 
Chess Tournament included almost the entire 
Junior School in the Form eliminations. Form 
winners were: Daniels (5), Jones (6), Saunders {71), 
Marsden (7K), Spencer (7A), Natterer (8), Edmonds 
(8A). The winner was Bobbie Spencer (7A)! 

Ashbury thanks Mr. RE. Blasius who has donated 
the Prize for the past few years; this is a hand- 
somely bound collection of Znosko-Borovsky's 
three volume work on chess. 


Ashbury was the first of the thirty participating 
teams to arrive at the meet. The weather was ideal 
and the ground wasn't wet. There were three 
categories, two of which we entered. 

The juniors were the first to confront the 
gruelling 1.6 miles and did remarkably well. Alec 
Maclaren was the star in the intermediate run, as he 
came fourth out of the 128 competitors. The three 
seniors, Joe McMahon, Patrick Murray and Libo 
Habets tried to the best of their ability and placed 
well. Ashbury, in the overall standings, placed a 
fantastic fourth out of all the schools. 

Patrick Murray 

Although the Softball Team only played two 
games this year, the team gained valuable ex- 
perience in strategy and defensive play. Con- 
sidering that the majority of the players were in 
grade 7, it is likely that next season we shall fare 
somewhat better. 

The away game at L.C.C. was exciting and, 
despite the score (7-2) was closely fought. In the 
last inning, the typing run was 'on deck'. The 
traditional "Old Boys" game was another matter. 

I was most pleased with the attitude and 
execution of the boys and they are to be 
congratulated for their efforts. 

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Muhammad Mi defeats Leon Spinks to regain world heavv weight 

title for the third time 

Conclusion of prelimmarv talks on Mid-East peace at Camp 

David Maryland 

5-dav Postal Strike in Canada 

Conservatives under John Buchanan elected in Nova Scotia. 

PSA jetliner collides with light plane o\er San Diego; 150 die in 

worst US aviation disaster 

Sudburv nickel workers go out on strike 

Pope John-Paul 1 dies after 32 davs in office 


Federal bv-elections in Ontario, Quebec and Newfoundland. 

encumbent Liberals lose 13 of 15 

Pope John-Paul 11 elected first Polish pope 

New >ork Yankees defeat Los Angeles Dodgers to win 75th 

World Series 

CUP W leaders jailed for defiance of government back-to-w ork 


Sadat and Begin share Nobel Peace Prize 


Edmonton Eskimoes defeat Montreal Alouettes to win Grey Cup 

Menachem Begin visits Ottawa 

Norman Rockwell dies 

Fire at Place Bell Canada in Ottawa; 24 injured 

Massacre at Jonestown, Guyana; 400 dead, 600 missing; Dead 

include American congressman Leo Ryan and CBS television 

camera crew 


-Margaret Trudeau film "The Guardian Angel" premieres in 

Montreal, unauspicious debut 

Rioting in India over jailing of Indira Gandhi on political 

corruption charges; 20 dead, thousands arrested 

Chicago man admits to sex-murders of 32 young boys. 

Order of Canada awarded; Canadian ambassador to France 

Gerard Pelletier, Donald Sutherland, Andre Gagnon, Diane Jones 

Konihowski. Gordon Fairweather, Peter C. Newman among 64 


U.S. announces full diplomatic relations with the People's 

Republic of China; cuts ties with Taiwan 

OPEC levies 145% prize increase on exported oil. 

75th anniversary of the Teddy bear 

Martial law declared in Turkey 

In Ottawa area, ten weeks of roller-disco linked in over 100 




Bank rate up to 11 25%; seventh rise in one-\ear period; previous 

Januar\ ratewas7.5%. 

Hudson s Bav Compan\ gains control of Simpson s, Ba\ given 

roughlv 60% share of Canadian department store trade. 

Shahpour Bakhtiar forms progressive democratic' government 

in Iran as Shah steps down 

480 companies mov ing or planning to move from Quebec 

\ letnam invades Cambodia (Kampuchea). 

Trucker's strike in Britain 

Rene Levesque v isits Washington 

Edward Schrever sworn in as Canada's 22nd Governor-General 


John-Paul 11 visits Mexico 

Avatollah Khomeini returns from exile in France to assume 

control in Iran; Bakhtiar resigns, replaced by Mehdi Bazargan 

U.S. President Jimmy Carter meets with Mexican president Lopez 

Portillo in Mexico City to seek oil deal; 

harsh words exchanged 

China invades Vietnam, Chinese forces penetrate to 19 km inside 

Sino-Vietnamese border 

Egypto-lsraeli peace talks resume at Camp David 


Elections in Spain; Adolfo Suarez and Democratic Centre Union 
Party re-elected; Second poll since death of Franco in 1975 
Tanzanian and Ugandan rebel forces invade Uganda 
Intense fighting around Vietnamese provincial capital of Lang 
Son; Chinese withdraw 

Three Mile Island nuclear power plant near Harrisburg, Penn- 
sylvania, involved in near-disaster 



Prince Charles in Canada for six-day tour 

Margaret Trudeau memoirs, "Beyond Reason", published 

Zulkifar Ali Bhutto hanged in Islamabad, Pakistan 

Entebbe airport seized by Tanzanians; Idi Amin's last tie to 

outside world cut. 

Six million dollar worth of traveller's cheques stolen in heist 

from Alta Vista postal terminal in Ottawa. 

Forces loyal to Idi Amin go on killing rampage in Uganda 

Aluminum wiring class action suit launched in Toronto 

Extreme rise in Red River causes heavy flooding in Manitoba 


Claude Ryan, Quebec Liberal leader, elected to National 
Assembly in riding of Argenteuil 

Safety of nuclear plant at Rolphton, Ontario, brought into 

Margaret Thatcher elected Prime Minister of Britain 
British Columbia Social Credit premier Bill Bennett re-elected 
with reduced majority. 

Great Debate' of Canadian federal political party leaders proves 

Montreal Canadiens defeat New York Rangers to win Stanley 
Cup for the fourth time running 

Federal General election in Canada; Progressive Conservatives 
under Joe Clark form minority government; final standings: 
Progressive Conservative: 136 

Liberals: 114 

New Democrats: 26 

Social Credit: 6 

American Airlines DC-10 crashes on take-off from Chicago's 
O'Hare airport; 271 dead, total surpasses San Diego disaster to 
make incident worst US aviation disaster. 


National Arts Centre celebrates tenth anniversary 

John-Paul 11 visits Poland, Mixes politics with religion 

Joe Clark sworn in as Prime Minister; Pierre Trudeau resigns to 

become Leader of the Opposition. 

John Vorster resigns in disgrace from South African presidency 

over promotion scandal. 

Controversy rages over possible move of Canadian embassy in 

Israel from Tel Aviv to Jerusalem 

Dredging fraud case resolved; top executives in Canadian 

dredging companies fined and jailed 

1.5 litre bottles explosive if tipped; findings of various Canadian 

consumer organizations 

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1 . Welsh, or possibly amusing errors (7) 
5. Rash buy, perhaps, for a school (7) 
9. E.B. Ronald's cheese? (9) 
10. Private French (5) 
11. 1 do it awkwardly, stupid! (5) 
1 2. Contraction or warning maybe? (9) 

1 4. Want a bright lad? try Sambo (5,3) 

1 5. (see 2 down) 

1 7. School in low mode (7) 

19. Nice directions muddled for relatives (6) 

22. Ignorance is two directions to knowledge (9) 

24. Sprightly dance in viceregal operahouse (5) 

25. Grins lecherously and reels about (5) 

26. Pass different green for traveller (9) ' 

27. Resists confused nuns (7) 

28. A tan in N.W.T.? see Matron (3,4) 


1 . Hit Bob for a junior (6) 

2. Pear, and happiness at church for leader (7,5) 

3. Was this old German prince a voter? (7) 

4. She's American, poles apart (5) 

5. Scotland's own (3) 

6. Hi, Pop! you muddled beast! (5) 

7. Useful thing, public service (7) 

8. They go with maidens, according to psalm 148 (5, 3) 
1 3. Gleam and -er- offspring for athlete (3,8) 

1 5. Vehicle by lawn for Chaplain (4,5) 

1 6. Len likes arrangement for director (3,5) 
18. Overcomes the staff? (7) 

20. It's slippery in feeling (3) 

21 . Rips it for February week (6) 

23. Students' union may be blessed with it (5) 
26. Drink up, but not this nasty fluid! (3) 





















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THE TOP 100 OF 1978 

I . Night Fever Bee Gees 

2 Stayin' Alive Bee Gees 

3 Emotion Samantha Sang 

4 You're The One That I Want Travolta; Newton-John 

5 Music Box Dancer Frank Mills 

6. You Needed Me Anne Murray 

7 Three Times a Lady Commodores 

8 Boogie Oogie Oogie A Taste of Honey 

9 Hot Child in the City Nick Gilder 

10 Grease Frankie Vail i 

II. Baker Street Gerry Rafferty 

12. Kiss You All Over Exile 

13. Shadow Dancing Andy Gibb 

14 If I Can t Have You Yvonne Elliman 

15. You're In My Heart Rod Stewart 

16. Goodbye Girl David Gates 

17. Hopelessly Devoted To You Olivia Newton-John 

18 You and I Rick James 

19. Mull of Kintyre Paul McCartney and Wings 

20. Dancin' Fever Claudja Barry 

21 The Closer I Get To You Flack Hathaway 

22 Tv\oOutOf Three Ain't Bad Meat Loaf 

23. Dust In The \\ md Kansas 

24. MacArthur Park Donna Summer 

25 I Will Still Love You Stonebolt 

26. It's A Heartache Bonnie Tyler 

27. Slip Slidin' Away Paul Simon 

28 Shame Evelyn 'Champagne'' King 

29. I Can't Stand The Rain Eruption 

30. We Will Rock You We Are The Champions Queen 

31 . With A Little Luck Paul McCartney and Wings 

32. (Love Is) Thicker Than Water Andy Gibb 

33. Disco Inferno The Trammps 

34. Dance, Dance, Dance Chic 

35 Break It To Them Gently Burton Cummmgs 

36. Last Dance Donna Summer 

37. I Just Wanna Stop Gmo Vanelli 

38 Sweet Misery Teaze 

39. Whenever I Call You Friend Kenny Loggms 

40 Summer Nights Travolta Newton-John 

41. You Make Lo\ in Fun Fleetwood Mac 

42 Paradise By The Dashboard Light Meat Loaf 

43. Morricone Black Light Ochestra 

44. Miss You Rolling Stones 

45. Love Is In The Air Martin Stevens 

46. Too Much, Too Little, Too Late Mathis Williams 

47. How Deep Is Your Love Bee Gees 

48 Turn To Stone Electric Light Orchestra 

49. Hot Blooded Foreigner 

50 Copacabana Barry Manilow 

51 Rock and Roll Cowboys Cooper Brothers 

52 Love Will Find A Way Pablo Cruise 

53 Reminiscing Little River Band 

54. You Don't Bring Me Flowers Streisand Diamond 

55 Survival Marc Jordan 

56. Just The Way You Are Billy Joel 

57. Here You Come Again Dolly Parton 

58. My Way Elvis Presley 

59 Still The Same Bob Seger 

60. Life's Been Good Joe Walsh 

61 Jack and Jill Raydio 

62 Double Vision Foreigner 

63. Put Your Head On My Shoulder Leif Garrett 

64 Let's All Chant Michael Zager Band 

65 Macho Man Village People 

66 Baby, What A Big Surprise Chicago 

67. Beast of Burden Rolling Stones 

68 Feels So Good Chuck Mangione 

69 Lay Down Sally Eric Clapton 

70 Ready To Take A Chance Again Barry Manilow 

71 . Magnet and Steel Walter Egan 

72. Don't Look Back Boston 

73. Walk Right Back Anne Murray 

74. Take A Chance On Me Abba 

75. You Never Done It Like That Captain and Tennille 

76. Thank You For Being A Friend Andrew Gold 

77. Right Down The Line Gerry Rafferty 

78 The Circle Is Small Gordon Lightfoot 

79. We're All Alone Rita Coolidge 

80 Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood Santa Esmeralda 

81 Imaginary Lover Atlanta Rythm Section 

82 Took The Last Tram David Gates 

83. Baby Come Back Player 

84 Dance With Me Peter Brown 

85. Think It Over Cheryl Ladd 

86 Wonderful World Garfunkel/SimonTaylor 

87. If You Love Me Like You Say You Love Me A.F. Brooks 

88 BluerThan Blue Michael Johnson 

89 (Fool) If You Think Its Over Chris Rea 

90 Desiree Neil Diamond 

91 Round, Round We Go Trooper 

92 She Did It Eric Carmen 

93. Out Of The Blue The Band 

94. The Name Of The Game Abba 

95. She's Always A Woman Billy Joel 

96 You Belong To Me Carly Simon 

97. The Way I Feel Tonight Bay City Rollers 

98 Spaceship Superstar Prism 

99. Your Smiling Face James Taylor 

100 Peg Steely Dan 


1 Saturday Night Fever Original Soundtrack 

2 Bat Out Of Hell Meat Loaf 

3 Grease Movie Soundtrack 

4 Some Girls Rolling Stones 

5 The Stranger Billy Joel 

6 Live And More Donna Summer 

7 Don't Look Back Boston 

8 City To City Gerry Rafferty 

9 Natural High Commodores 

10. News Of The World Queen 

Top 100 and Top 10 courtesy of 




1 . A Wedding Robert Altman 

2. An Unmarried Woman Paul Mazursky 

3. Coming Home Hal Ashby 

4. Foul Play Colin Higgins 

5. Girl Friends Claudia Weill 

6. Heaven Can Wait Warren Beatty 

7. Invasion of the Body-Snatchers 

Philip Kaufman 

8. Magic Richard Attenborough 

9. The Big Fix Jeremy Kagan 

10. The Lacemaker Claude Goretta 

This list was compiled by Noel Taylor for The 
Ottawa Citizen. The order of movies is alphabetical 
and does not indicate any preference. 


Best Picture The Deer Hunter (M. Cimino) 

Best Actor John Voight (Coming Home) 

Best Actress Jane Fonda (Coming Home) 

Best Supporting Actor Christopher Walken 

(The Deer Hunter) 

Best Supporting Actress Maggie Smith 

(California Suite) 

Best Director Michael Cimino (The Deer Hunter) 

Best Foreign Language Film Get Out Your 


Best Original Song Last Dance 

(Donna Summer; Thank God it's Friday) 

Best Achievement in Short Animated Films 

Special Delivery (National Film Board of Canada) 



1. The Silmarillion Tolkien 

2. The Holcroft Covenant Ludlum 

3. Bloodline Sheldon 

4. Thorn Birds McCullough 

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82 Madsen Avenue, Beaconsf ield, P.Q. H9W 4T7 
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758 Eastbourne Ave., Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K OH7 
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452 Roxborough Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 

Ahamad, Andrew Rasheed 

17 Chesswood Court, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 7E3 
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60 Juliana Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M1K3 
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175 Billings Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1H 5K8. 
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103 Old Orchard Avenue. Cornwall, Ont. K6H 5W3. 
Anderson, Cameron Dewar 

306 St. Lawrence St., Whitby, Ont K1 H 1 H1 . 
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1890 Wembly Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 1 A7. 
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14 Sioux Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7E5. 
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22 Roberta Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2J 1G6. 
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290 Mariposa Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M OT2. 
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505 St. Laurent Boulevard, Apt # 612, Ottawa, Ont. K1K 3X4. 
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P O. Box 1094, Smiths Falls, Ontario. 
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646 Main Street, Buckingham, P.Q. 
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290 Faircrest Road, Ottawa, Ont K1H 5E3. 
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44-1 Bidi Street, Pahlavi Avenue, Postal Code 11, Tehran, Iran. 

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143 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. KIM 0R4 
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20 The Driveway, Apt. ft 103, Ottawa, Ont. K2P 1C8. 
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33 Rockcliffe Way, Ottawa, Ont K1M 1 B3. 
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191 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M OV6. 
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2 Ascot Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 6E4. 
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21 D Varley Drive, Kanata, Ont K2K 1G1 
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120 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0V5. 
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120 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0V5. 
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R.R. # 1, Sarsf ield, Ont. K0A 3E0 
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2390 Georgina Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2B 7M7 
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2390 Georgina Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2B 7M7 
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420 Wood Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. 
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Box # 412, Carleton Place, Ont. K7C 3P5. 
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10 Burnham Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1S 0J8. 
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207 Crocus Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 H 6E7. 
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Apt. # 409, 475 Elgin Street, Ottawa, Ont K2P 2E6. 
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189 Glebe Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 S 2C6. 
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Ambassador's Residence, North Ruwais District, 

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1 Cowichan Way, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7E6 
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190 Latchford Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1Z 5W2 
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116 Howick Street, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0G8. 
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67 Queensline Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2H 7J4. 
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42 Aleutian Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7C8. 
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1065 Heron Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1 V 6B9 
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11 Rockf ield Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 5L6 
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24 Elmdale Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1M1A2. 
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1214 Pebble Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1V 8V4 
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18 Davidson Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6L8. 
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684 Westminister Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 2V6. 
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272 Stewart Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1 N 6K4. 
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1107 Meadowlands Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2C 0K5. 
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Yohan de Wittlaan 16, Haarlem, Netherlands 
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72 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0V3. 
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3868 Revelstoke Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1 V 7C4. 
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6369 Tisdall Street, Vancouver, B.C. V5Z 3N5 
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39 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0V4. 
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2138 Dutton Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6K4. 
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21 38 Dutton Crescent, Ottawa, Ont K1 J 6K4. 
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564 Hillsdale Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0S1 . 
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211 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0L8. 
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6339 Lumberman Way, Orleans, Ont K1 C 1 E1 . 
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772 Garner Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 V 6M6. 
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1 Rosemount Avenue, Suite 33, Westmount, Montreal, 

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39 Pentry Lane, Ottawa, Ont. K1 S 0X1 
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34 Birch Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 K 3G6. 
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1317 Fontenay Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1V 7K5. 
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8 Kitoman Crescent, Box 485, R.R. #1, Manotick, Ont. KOA 2N0. 
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1 7 Fairhaven Way, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 0R4. 
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71 Rosedale Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1 S 4T4. 
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32 Hudson Avenue, Town of Mount Royal, P Q H3R 1S6. 
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513 Codd's Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 2C7. 
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3767 Revelstoke Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1V 7C2 
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R.R. #1,Carp. Ont. K0A1L0. 
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Apt. 2404, 1785 Riverside Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1C 3T7. 
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Greely. Ont K0A1Z0. 
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160 Juliana Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M1J1. 
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5713 Parkhaven Avenue, Montreal, P.Q. H4W 1X7. 

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P.O. Box # 474, Aylmer East, P.Q. J9H 5E7. 
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210 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0L7 
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22 Greenside Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 6Z2 
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581 Echo Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1 S 1 N9 
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1602 Balena Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1G 0W9. 
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386 Wilbrod Street, Ottawa, Ont K1 N 6M8. 
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57 Birch Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1K 3G5. 
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15 Bronage Street, Aylmer, P Q J9J 1J4. 
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9 Riverside Drive, Manotick, Ont. KOA 2N0. 
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"The Moorings", 2780 Cassels Street, Ottawa, Ont. K2B 6N8. 
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1510Stavebank Road, Mississauga, Ont L5G 2V7. 
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1510 Stavebank Road, Mississauga, Ont. L5G 2V7. 
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187 Mmto Place, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0B6 

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2285 Beaudet Blvd., St. Laurent, P Q. H4M 1J5. 
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1109 Ambleside Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2B 8E2. 
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42 Sioux Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7E5. 
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28 Chinook Crescent, Ottawa. Ont. K2H 7E1 . 
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1455 Sherbrooke St. West, Apt. # 803. Montreal, P.Q. H3G 1L2. 
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799 Quinlan Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1C 1 R8. 
Gillies, Crailey Hadden 

1464 Northdale Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1 B 4G6. 
Glass, David Blair 

3843 Revelstoke Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1V 7C2. 
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570 Fairview Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0X5. 
Goebbels, Peter John 

50 Westward Way, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1L 5A7. 
Goldfield, Eric Michael 

508 Braydon Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1G 0W8. 
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5585 Driscoll Drive, Manotick, Ont. KOA 2N0. 
Goudie, Gordon William Thomas 

13 Barren Street, Ottawa, Ont. K2J 1C3. 
Grainger, Stuart K.C. 

3760 Revelstoke Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1 V 7C4 
Graver, Georg Fredrik Tybring 

160 Lisgar Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0E6. 
Green, Michael Charles 

3 Davidson Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6L7. 
Greenberg, Roger Gardner 

1970 Lenester Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 1 J9. 
Griffin, Philip 

162 Grandview Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 8B1. 
Groves, Timoth 

30 Withrow Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 2H8. 
Gualtieri, Paul Dominic 

108 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0P9 
Guglich, William Patrick Joseph 

1844 bimridge Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6R7. 
Gwyn, Rhys 

92 Lisgar Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 2G5. 

Habets I, Ferdinand Stephanus 

19 Basin Court, Ottawa, Ont K2H 8P2. 
Habets II, Cornells Ludovicus 

19 Basin Court, Ottawa, Ont K2H 8P2 
Habets III, Libo 

19 Basin Court, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 8P2. 
Hall I, Kevin Allan 

70 Endl Avenue, Army Aviation Center, Fort Rucker, Alabama 

36362, U.S.A. 
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70 Endl Avenue, Army Aviation Center, Fort Rucker, Alabama 

36362, U.S.A. 
Hall III, Geoffrey Rafe 

470 Buena Vista Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0W3. 
Hallett, Pierre Nathan 

333 Chapel Street, Apt. # 503 Ottawa, Ont. K1N 8Y8. 
Harrison, Robert Paul 

2 Crescent Road, Rockcliff e Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 M 0N1 . 
Haslam, Raymond 

29 Rebecca Crescent. Rothwell Heights, Ottawa, Ont. K1 J 6B8. 
Haslett, Christopher Leslie 

110 Stanley Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1 M 1 N9. 
Hegmann, Erik 

7 Rutherford Street, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 3R2 
Heim, Klaus %? £ 

1992Quincy Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1j 6B5 
Henderson, Robert Hartley 

333 Manor Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 M 0H1 . 
Henry, Jr., Albert Keith 

408 Woodland Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K2B 5E2 
Heuser, John Edward 

162 Chester Avenue, Town of Mount Royal, Montreal, P Q. H3R 

Hicks, Bruce 

Embassy Towers, Apt #1405, 5959 Spring Garden Road, 

Halifax, N.S. B3H 1Y5. 
Hierlihy, Patrick Lee 

3181 McCarthy Road, Ottawa, Ont K1V 9B6 
Hoddinott, James Robert 

39 Queensline Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2H 7J3. 
Hoermann, Jeffrey 

302 1 st Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 S 2G8 
Holmes, Michael Graham 

34 Sioux Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7E5. 
Horwood, David Mason 

28 Monkland Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1S 1Y9 
Hughes, Paul Jarrett 

Unit 1422, Lane 14, Bldg. 316, Garden Lakes, Palm Beach Gar- 
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Inderwick, Andrew Patrick 

2170 Rushton Road, Ottawa, Ont K2A 1 N7. 

Jackson, Jeffrey Charles 

4310 Sugarloaf Mt. Road, Cedar, Michigan, 49621, U.S.A. 
Jackson II, Theodore Clarence 

4310 Sugarloaf Mt. Road, Cedar, Michigan, 49621, U.S.A. 
Jacobs, Louie W. 

176 Third Street. St. Regis, P.Q. H0M1A0. 
Johnston I, Andrew 

Box 212, R R ,? 1, Chelsea, P.Q J0X1N0. 
Johnston II, Peter Nicholas 

Box 4284, R.R. #1, Chelsea, P.Q. J0X1N0. 
Jones, James Michael 

1314 Fontenay Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 V 7K9. 

Kadziora, Paul Michael 

36 Bayswater Place, Ottawa, Ont K1Y 2E2. 
Kayser, Ian David 

24 Arundel Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 K 0B6 
Keenan I, John Gilbert 

88 South River Drive, P.O. Box 546, Manotick, Ont K0A 2N0. 
Keenan II, Kevin Michael 

88 South River Drive, P.O. Box 546, Manotick, Ont. K0A 2N0. 
Kelly, Philip Robert 

Rideau Valley Drive, R.R. 3, Manotick, Ontario. 
Keyes, Bruce Kenneth 

1000 Island Parkway, Gananoque, Ont K0H 1R0. 
Khan I, Abdul Karim 

14 Nelson Road, Aylmer, P.Q J9H 1G8. 
Khan II, Sharif 

14 Nelson Road, Aylmer, P.Q J9H 1C8 
Khedmatgozar, Mahmood 

.#2114/211 Wurtemberg Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1N8R4 
King, Brian Peter 

725 Ludgate Court, Ottawa, Ont K1 J 8K8. 
Kirkwood, John Robert Waddington 

572 Manor Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M0J7. 
Kirlin, John Arthur 

112 Hobart Crescent, Ottawa, Ont K2H 5S6. 
Kocsis, Alexander Joseph Sanyi 

49-E Woodf ield Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 3Y7. 
Konrad, Richard 

6 Birch Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 3G8. 
Korwin, Michel Martin 

1905 Alta Vista Drive, Ottawa, Ontario. K1 H 7K4 
Kramer, Robert 

22 Parkglen Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 3C9 
Kremer, Marcus 

4152 Kempen-Niederrhein 1, Mohlenwall 21, Ecke Naustrasse, 

W. Germany. 
Kriegler, Andrew Joseph 

107 Kenilworth Street, Ottawa. Ont K1 Y 3Z1 
Kronick, Michael Brian 
446 Morrison Avenue, Town of Mount Royal, Montreal, P.Q. H3R 

^" 1LT. 

Kyssa, Andre 

179 Glebe Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1S2C6. 

Lang, Gregory Merchant 

125 Park Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0C3 
Langlois, Norman 

66 Dumas, C P. 824, Matagami Abitibi. P.Q. JOY 2A0. 
Latta. Robert George 

790 Lonsdale Road, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 K 0K1 
Lavery, Shawn Charles 

155 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. KIM 0R4 
Leakey, Norman Bernard 

8 Chinook Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7E1 . 
Leduc, Daniel Joseph 

1 340 Mory Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1 T 1 C9 
Lee, Jacques 

1575 Forlan Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 0R8. 
Lemvig-Fog, David Ivan 

c/o Asian Development Bank, P.O. Box 789, Manila, Philippines 

Lister I, James Richard 

8 Lynhaven Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 5K2. 
Lister II, Andrew 

22 Warbonnet Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2E 5M3. 
Liz, Claudio Antonio 

Rebsamen #19, Circ. Educudiros, Cd. Satelite, Mexico. 
Lowder, Michael Lawrence Christopher 

c/o 50 Westward Way, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 L 5A7. 
Lund, John Granville 

15 Dunvegan Road. Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1K 3E8. 

MacDonald, Andrew Gordon 

13 Alderbrook Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 5W4. 
Mackenzie I, David Lynus 

890 Alpine Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2B 5R8 
Mackenzie II, Kenneth Ian George 

6261 Vorlage Crescent, Orleans, Ont K1C 2E4 
Maclaren I, Fergus T. 

170 Lakeway Drive, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1L 5B3. 
Maclaren II, Andrew Charles 

170 Lakeway Drive, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1L 5B3 
Maclaren III, Alexander Maclean 

20 Glenwood Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0W6 
Madison I, Craig Ian 

99 Waverley Road, Toronto, Ont M4L 3T2. 
Madison II, Mark Andrew 

99 Waverley Road, Toronto, Ont. M4L 3T2 
Mainguy, Peter Nicholas 

66 Acacia Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0P6 
Mann, Robert John 

110 St. Claire Street, Ottawa, Ont K2G 2A8 
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Edgewood, Mountain Road, R.R. # 2, Aylmer E., P.Q. J9H 5E1 . 
Martin, Peter Charles 

Aylmer Road, R R #2, Aylmer E P.Q. J9H 5E1. 
Matthews I, Matthew Ross 

R.R. #4, Perth, Ont. K7H 3C6. 
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Kingsmere, Old Chelsea, P.Q. J0X 2N0. 
Maywood, Edward Jon Seth 

27 Carlyle Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 S 4Y2. 
McAuley, Sean Patrick Joseph 

93 Country Lane, Hazeldean, Ont. K2L 1 J4. 

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1907 Fairmeadow Crescent, Ottawa, Ont K1 H 7B8 
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382 Mariposa Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0S9. 
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Box #743, R.R #5, Ottawa. Ont. K1C 3N3. 
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762 Eastbourne Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 K 0H7. 
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471 Berwick Crescent, Town of Mount Royal, Montreal, P.Q 

McMahon I, James 

2082 Thistle Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1H 5P5. 
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2082 Thistle Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 5P5. 
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11 Redenda Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 0N5. 
Mierins, Jeffrey Mark 

271 Springfield Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 M 0K8. 
Mikhael, Samir BR. 

98 Amberwood Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 7C2. 
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Wildwood, R.R ¥ 2, North Cower, Ont KOA 2T0 
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19 Pinepoint Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 6B1 
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82 Stinson Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 6N4. 
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316 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M0L9 
Moonje, David 

1879 Camborne Crescent, Ottawa, Ont K1H 7B6. 
Moore I, James Ernest 

480 Thessaly Circle, Ottawa, Ont. K1H 5W5. 
Moore II, Rayad Robert 

160 Howick Street, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0C8. 
Morrison I, Gilbert Campbell 

311 Kensington Avenue, Westmount, P.Q. H3Z 2H2. 
Morrison II, Brian Ross Jackson 

1 Coltrin Place, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0A5. 
Morrison III, Philip Alan 

2055 Kingsgrove Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6E9. 
Morton I, lain Ross 

641 Acacia Avenue. Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0M6. 
Morton II, Alexander Macdonald 

641 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0M6. 
Mozer I, Francis Martin 

Apartado 97, DSD - Cassidy, Puerto Ordas, Venezuela. 
Mozer II, Steven Alexander 

Apartado 97, DSD - Cassidy, Puerto Ordaz, Venezuela. 
Mozer III, Samuel Ivan 

Apartado 97, DSD - Cassidy, Puerto Ordaz, Venezuela 
Munro, Lauchlan I homas 

2368 Haddington Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 8J4. 
Murray I, Sean Patrick 

393 Fernbank Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0W7. 
Murray II, Patrick William 

285 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0L8. 

Nader, Juan Gerardo 

Ejercito Nac y Tampico, Col. Guadalupe, Tampico, Tamps, 

Naessen, Peter Torbjorn 

8 Maple Lane, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 1G7. 
Naisby, Stephen Brett 

1838 Beattie Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 5R8. 

Natterer, Martin 

57 Burnbank Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 0H2 
Nel, Frank Henry 

Apt. # 203, 2 Westmount Square, Montreal, P.Q. H3Z 2S4 
Nesbitt, Michael John Humphreys 

290 Park Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0E1 
Neurauter, Peter Alan 

18 Harris Place, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 2P2. 
Niero, John Arthur 

32 Woodview Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 B 3A9 

Ng, Chung Tak Henry 

111 Robinson Road, 3rd Floor, Hong Kong 
Nipperdey, Alexander Carl Campbell 

Apt 12A, 300 The Driveway, Ottawa, Ont. K1S 3M6. 

O'Connor, Brian 

228 Salaberry South, Chateauguay, P.Q. J6K 3M9. 
O'Dwyer I, Patrick Robert 

R.R. #3, Richmond, Ont. KOA 2Z0 
O'Dwyer II, Michael Charles Timothy 

R.R. # 3, Richmond, Ont. KOA 2Z0. 
Ojala, Robert Allan Stanley 

1699 Harvest Crescent, Orleans, Ont. K1C1V3. 
O'Meara, Bernard 

1374 Base Line Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 0A9. 
Ott, Jerry W 

1 260 Sherman Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 2M8. 
Owen, David Victor 

3850 St. ZotiqueSt, E., Apt # 2, Montreal, P.Q. H1X1E6. 

Parks, Richard Gordon 

2057 Thistle Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 5P4. 
Parrouty, Pierre Jean 

2166 Loyola Court, No. 162, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 8H5 
Paterson I, Alexander McLeod Selater 

Station "F", P.Q Box 664, Thunder Bay, Ont. P7C 4W6 
Paterson II, William James 

Apt. B, 2635 Conn Street, Ottawa, Ont. K2B 7C4. 
Pelletier, David Paul 

R.R. # 1, Mine Road, Chelsea, P.Q. 
Perron, Stephane 

1 39 2nd Street East, La Sarre, P.Q. J9Z 2G3. 
Petrakos, George 

1 Arthur Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1 R 7B9. 
Pigott, David Campbell 

50 Fuller Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1Y 3R8. 
Place, Allan Cameron Lindsay 

3 Kitimat Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7G4. 
Porreca, Frank Anthony 

18 Gilbey Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 5S5. 
Porter, Richard Graham 

2011 Black Friars Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 3V9. 
Posman, James Paul 

3828 Cote de Liesse Road, Town of Mount Royal, Montreal, P.Q. 

H4N 2P5. 
Poulet, Shane Michael 

49 Denham Drive, Thornhill, Ont. L4J 1N8. 
Prakash, Sanjay 

5 Algonquin Drive, Champlain Park, Lucerne, P.Q. J9J 1A8. 
Przednowek I, Marek 

310 First Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1S 2G8. 
Przednowek II, Adam 

310 First Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1S 2G8. 
Puddicombe, Jamie 

250 Island Park Drive, Ottawa, Ont K1Y 0A4. 
Puttick I, Michael 

473 Brierwood Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 2H2 
Puttick II, James Harold 

473 Brierwood Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 2H2 

Raf ie, Amir Shahryar 

Koroush Kabir St., Ave. Sahanas I, No. 23, Tehran, Iran 
Raikles, Abbey Franklin 

2460 Valade Street, St Laurent, P.Q. H4M1N3. 
Raina, Danny 

R.R #1,Osgoode, Ont. K0A2W0. 
Rechnitzer, Edgar Patrick 

259 Billings Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1H 5L2. 
Reeves I, Jean Pierre Alexandre 

40 Queen Crescent, P.O. Box 357, R.R. ft 2, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 

Reeves I, Jean Pierre Alexandre 

40 Queen Anne Crescent, P O Box 357, R R rt 2, Ottawa, Ont. 

Reilly, James Edward 

1947 Mulberry Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 8J8 
Rhodes, Anthony David 

540 Fairview Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0X5. 
Rigby, Vincent Charles 

35 Lambton Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0Z8. 
Roberts, Alan David 

104 Acacia Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0P7. 
Robertson, Peter Alastair 

c/o Sewage Board of Nicosia, P.O. Box 1835, Nicosia, Cyprus 
van Roijen, Jan Herman 

150 Lakeway Drive, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1L 5B3 
Romain, Michael Broughton 

11 Hobart Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 5S3. 
Rosenberg, Mitchell 

2296 Fulton Road, Town of Mount Royal, Montreal, P.Q. H3R 

Ruddock, Mark Henry 

763 Eastbourne Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1K 0H8. 

Saleh, Maher 

24 Crofton Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2C 0N3. 
Saumier-Finch, Gregory Jonathan 

LaPineraie, Box 27, Chelsea, P.Q. J0X1N0 
Saunders, John Duncan 

28 Aleutian Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7C8 
Schjerning, Glen Carl 

176 Kensington Avenue, Beaconsfield, P.Q. H9W 2J3. 
Schnubb, Alexandre 

191 Vanier Avenue, Aylmer, P.Q. J9H 1Y7. 
Sciarra, John 

855 Aaron Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 3P1 . 
Scoles, John P. 

1959 Mulberry Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1G 8J8. 
Seguin, Benoit 

Box #520, Orleans, Ont K1C1S9. 
Sellers I, Arthur William Gordon 

29 Davidson Drive, Ottawa, Ont K1J 6L7 
Sellers II, Todd 

29 Davidson Drive, Ottawa,.Ont K1J 6L7. 
Seropian, Michael Armand 

844 Edgeworth Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K2B 5L6. 
Seyferth, Bernd 

Box # 165, Bragg Creek, Alta. TOL 0K0 
Sezlik I, John Kennedy Vincent 

555 Brittany Drive, Suites 111 and 112, Ottawa, Ont. K1K 4C5. 
Sezlik II, Charles John 

555 Brittany Drive, Suites 111 and 112, Ottawa, Ont. K1K4C5. 
Sherif, Tamir Ali 

23 Nancy Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 8L3. 
Shirley, Gregory Andrew 

2038 Chalmers Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 6K5. 
Shiveck, Jordan Mark 

6502 Fern Road, Cote St Luc, P.Q. H4V 1 E4 
Shulakewych-Deleliva, Bohdon Alexander, Jr. 

1285 Evans Blvd., Ottawa. Ont. K1H 7T8. 
Simpson I, Jeffrey Gordon 

425 Avondale Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2A 0S1 . 
Simpson II, Shane William 

425 Avondale Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K2A 0S1 . 
Smith I, Robin Hayeur 

1541 Mimosa Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1G 0W2. 
Smith II, Paul Eugene 

FlatIO, 9WilbrahamPlace, London, S.W.I., England. 
Smith III, George Robert Alexander 

14 Highburn Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 B 3H8. 
Smith IV, Kevin Michael 

23 Arundel Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1K 0B7. 
Smith V, Alexander Gordon Carington 

276 Crocus Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 6E9. 
Smith VI, Brian Alexander 

23 Arundel Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 0B7 
Smith VII, Derek Scott 

420 Minto Place, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 0A8. 
Somers I, Andrew David Robert 

484 Cloverdale Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M0Y6. 

I, Andrew Barth 

7 Cardinal Place, Toronto, Ont M4N 2S2. 
Sosin, Trevor Thomas 

5420 North Ocean Drive, Apt 2003, Singer Island, Florida, 33404, 

Spencer, Robert Akira 

539 Prospect Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1M 0X6. 
Spoerri I, Anthony Peter 

19 Commanche Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 6E8. 
Spoerri II, Andrew John 

19 Commanche Drive, Ottawa, Ont K2E 6E8. 
Stanbury, Norman Nicholas 

909 Young Avenue, Halifax, N.S. B3H 2V9. 
Steele, Peter Leonard 

45 Kilbarry Crescent, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 0H2 
Stone I, David William Kroeger 

231 Sherwood Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1Y 3W1 
Stone II, Stephen 

231 Sherwood Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1Y 3W1. 
St.-Onge, Laurent 

14 LaMarche Place, C.P. 181, Delson, P.Q J0L 1G0. 
Sugden, Roman 

39 Shell Road, Mill Valley, California 94941, U.S.A. 
Suh, Stephen Kangsuk 

18 Carr Crescent, Kanata, Ont. K2K1K4. 
Szirtes, Richard 

144 Withrow Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2G 3N7. 

Tamblyn I, David Gordon 

R.R # 3, Box # 19, Thunder Bay, Ont. P7B 5E4 
Tamblyn II, Robert Gordon 

R.R #3, Box #19, Thunder Bay, Ont P7B5E4. 
Taylor I, Bruce Alexander Grafton 

1027 Work Point, Victoria, B.C. V0S 1B0. 
Taylor II, James Dennis Ross 

12 Selwyn Crescent, Kanata. Ont. K0A 2C0. 
Teng, Winston 

E 15th Fir., Everwell Garden, Sheung Shing Street, Homantin, 

Kowloon, Hong Kong 
Teron I, William George 

7 Crescent Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 M 0N1 . 
Teron II, BruceCharles 

7 Crescent Road, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1M0N1. 
Thie, Norman 

842 Ivanhoe Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K2B 5S3. 
Thomas I, Andrew William 

16 Kindle Court, Ottawa, Ont K1 J 6E2. 
Thomas II, Eric Bruce 

22 Beaver Ridge, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 6C7. 
Tomalty, Warren William 

R.R. # 1, Manotick, Ont. K0A 2N0 
Tremblay, David 

Apt #111, 124 Springfield Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1M2C8. 

Vanasse, Leo Pierre 

2027 Woodcrest Road, Ottawa, Ont. K1 H 6H9 
Venter, Philippus Cornelius 

48 Davidson Crescent, Rothwell Heights, Ottawa, Ont. K1J 6M3. 
del Villar Z ., Sergio Antonio 

Gerente, Servicios de Mercadeo, Colgate-Palmolive, S.A. de C.V. 

Presa la Angostura 225, Mexico 10, D.F. 

Waller, Christopher Charles Cameron, 

57 Oriole Drive, Ottawa, Ont. K1 J 7E8. 
Wang I, Tony Kim Tung 

159A Argyle Street, 4/F., Kowloon, Hong Kong. 
Wang II, Christian Michael 

790 Dunloe Avenue, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 K 0K4. 
Warren, Timothy Michael 

7 Eleanor Drive E , Ottawa, Ont K2L 6A3 
Warrick, William Bryn 

1949 Fairbanks Avenue, Ottawa, Ont K1 H 5Yi 
Watson, Alexander Gardner 

75 Lakeway Drive, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1L 5A9. 
Webb, Timothy Rhodes 

67 Kilbarry Crescent, Manor Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 0H2. 
Webster, Robert Jackson 

2229 Stonehenge Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K1 B 4N7. 
Welch I, David Andrew 

35 Mohawk Crescent, Ottawa, Ont K2H 7C7. 
Welch II, Stephen 

35 Mohawk Crescent, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7C7. 
von Wendt, Thomas Karl Antonius Hubertus R.R. #1, Cantley, 

P.Q. J0X1L0. 
Wenkoff, John Edward 

190 Camelia Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K1 K 2X8. 
West, Kevin James 

BOX # 638, Manotick, Ont. KOA 2N0. 
Whalley, Kevin John 

175 Blenheim Drive, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont. K1L 5B8 
Wickens, Steven Richard 

2030 Corry Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1C 2M5 
Wickham, John Arthur Anthony William 

32 Stinson Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 6N3. 
Wiley, John Charles 

1558 Featherston Dr. W , Ottawa, Ont. K1H 6P2 
Williams I, Baxter Lyman 

37 Aleutian Road, Ottawa, Ont. K2H 7C7 
Williams II, Meredith Eugene 

70 Pellan Way, Kanata, Ont. K2K 1J8 
Williamson, Todd Edward 

/&/ Jane Street, Cornwall, Ont. K6J 1X8. 
Wilson, Graham Michael 

R.R. #2 Clayton, Ont. K0A1P0. 
Wirth, Christopher Harold 

74 John Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1M 1N4. 
Wood, Kenneth David 

146Ruskin Street, Ottawa, Ont. K1Y4C1. 
Woods, James Braden 

Kildare Farm, R.R. # 1, Pakenham, Ont. KOA 2X0. 
Wostenholme, Martin Carl 

1701 Kilborn Avenue, Apt. #401, Ottawa, Ont. K1H 6M8. 
Wright, Christopher Michael 

3 Garrison Lane, Beaconsfield, P Q. H9W 5C3. 

Youldon, Ian Frederick 

239 Harmer Avenue S , Ottawa, Ont. K1 Y 0V5 
Young, Daniel 

737 Manor Avenue, Rockcliffe Park, Ottawa, Ont K1 M 0E4. 
Yuen I, Lap-Chung Brian 

Yuet Wah Street, Chiu Kwan Building, 12/Flr , Flat D, Kwuntong, 

Kowloon, Hong Kong. 
Yuen II, Chung-Tang Tony 

Flat D., 12/Flr., Chiu Kwan Bldg., Yuet Wah Street. Kwuntong, 

Kowloon, Hong Kong 
Yull I, Duncan Robert Francis 

439 Mount Pleasant Avenue, Westmount, P.Q. H3Y 3G9. 
Yullvll, Gregory Andrew 

439 Mount Pleasant Avenue, Westmount, P.Q. H3Y 3G9. 

Zaidi, Mehdi Hasan Alfonso 

27 Bowmoor Avenue, Ottawa, Ont. K2E 6M5. 
Zwirewich, Charles Vincent 

234 Irving Place, Ottawa, Ont. K1Y 1Z8 


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The teachers that taught me weren't coo 
You're holding me down, turning me round 
Filling me up with your rules. 
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- little better all the time . ." 

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