Appleby College - Argus Yearbook (Oakville, Ontario Canada)

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r Patrons The Patrons of the Argus supply a valuable support to the yearbook by their donations. Without the generosity of these people it would be innpossible to produce a record of the school year as connprehensive or as varied as the one we attempt. All the areas of yearbook activity - editing, writing, typing, picture-taking ■ involve a large number of boys who otherwise would not be exposed to this type of work. We feel the need to produce a book of which both ourselves and the Patrons can feel proud. You have already given to us; this book is our offering to you. B Ai mi Frank W. Baillie E.H. Baiz Dr. Brian Baker William F. Bell Mr. and Mrs. A. Bundschuh Dr. and Mrs. Richard Cole Mr. and Mrs. Lome F. Corley Mr. and Mrs. Fred J. Durdan Cornelius de Kort A Friend Mr. J.S. Gairdner F. Douglas Gibson, Q.C. John R. Gregory Mrs. M. Hebert Mr. R. Hickling Mrs. Allan Hodgson Mr. and Mrs. J.W. Hueton Trygve Husebye Mr. and Mrs. M.R. Jobin Mr. and Mrs. G.M. Kee E.R. Larsen Mr. and Mrs. W.G. Lewitt Mr. and Mrs. Glen Machan David and Freda Manifould J. Ronald McKenzie Michael J. McMurray Tom McNair Hugh Millar Bill and Darlene Moffat Lang and Norma Moffat James Morgan W.E. Munn Alfred Neumann Mr. and Mrs. W.A. Parker David and Suzanne Peacock Anonymous R.E. Pritchard Mr. and Mrs. A. Rahn Dr. and Mrs. M. Ristic Mr. and Mrs. John Sandford Mr. W. Seguin Tony and Jim Shaw Paul and Patricia Skinner Mr. and Mrs. H.E.C. Stoneham Mr. and Mrs. Ralph W.G. Welsh Tan John Wenas F.E. Tomicki Mr. and Mrs. H. Wackernagel Gerald R. Wannamaker F. Ian Wood Anonymous Anonymous

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Editor ' s Page - - • CiC r T Recalled to life; Two whole years I ' ve spent here. Two whole years. Two years I ' ve watched the sun set through those grimy windows - the ones above the typewriter and the dismal desks. For two years I ' ve watched it cast shadows over pictures, papers, articles, pens, pencils, more paper, more articles, more pictures, more For two years have the incessant footsteps gone quickly by, back and forth, back and forth. Keys rattling, chains dangling. Two years have I heard the guard com- mand: Prisoner 8925 - we ' ve got to get going on this thing. Two years have I been in this Bastille. For two years things have I scurried about my cell. A tree with no leaves spanks the wet window. An all too familiar smell rises from the cold, dank stone floor. Is it? No! Yes! It is! It is that scent! - the glue! No! Not the gas cham- ber! Ahhhhhhhh! My cry fades off down the corridor and always the echo comes back with the message, Argus is fun. Two years in this Conciergerie. My crime? I remember being told, It is a far far better thing that you do, than you have ever done. When it is over, it will be a far far better rest that you go to than you have ever known. That ' s but part of the past now. And yet it was that idealism, that enthusiasm, that carried me through. It was my raft in the river, one might say. I would have drowned without it. It was the Dlti- mate sacrifice. If only I had had some cell-mates to relieve it all. But it ' s been good. Ironic, I ask? No. Crazy then? No. It ' s been rewarding, really. I ' ve stuck it through. I ' ve learned. I ' ve had FUN. But I ' m recalled to life. Argus seven-nine is complete. Rob Cartotto 6