University of Windsor - Magister Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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VY? Clarice Lee Mary Marentette Linda Leidl Brooke Leightizer Windsor Windsor Blenheim Kingsville Sr T' Dennis Lloyd Linda Lore Cathy Low Bob I-UCYShY1'1 Chatham Windsor Chatham W ind-901' 2' Mrs. Mary Lyons Mike MacFarlane Maria Malfara -- Windsor Windsor Chatham FORM 5 'J Lise Legault Windsor 39

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'5PaUr ig?-av' W 'Ulu' Joanne King Elizabeth Kirkland Linda Klassen 'Richard Klassen Windsor Blenheim Leamington Kingsville Joyce Kneale Windsor Vera Krakauskas Toronto 1 i Sharron Ladd Chatham 41F B NO' Coby Koene Maryann Kolar Carol Kruhly Chatham Windsor W indsor 'five Sister Eleanore Kathy Kushnir Fran Lachance Windsor Windsor Puce it Bill Lamb Sue Langmaid Beth Leblanc Windsor Windsor Windsor 38

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Poetry 6? Prose The Loom The child sat at the hearth, watching the shadow of the flames play on the serene, wrinkled face of the woman who sat at the loom. The withered, gnarled hands moved the shuttle quickly back and forth. The pattern which emerged was one of dark trees, bright birds and small warm animals . The child, fascinated watched them take shape, and wondered how the old woman could produce such beauty! The little one sensed the sadness of the sombre trees, the joy of the, brilliant birds, and the ten- derness and love of the little animals . Life hadn 't been easy for the old woman. She had watched alone as her sons grew tall and strongg as her daughters grew upright and fulfilled, as her family produced family -- love and concern in them all. She had known the sadness of deathg the joy of birthg experienced the sweetness of the wind around her g the sharpness of the blue skyg the mystery and delight of the twinkling dark skyg the quivering, pulsing days of spring, the languid days of summer, and the promise days of fall. The old woman gazed at the child, the child looked back and understanding was in the glance . By L . Showers The Art of Canadian Cooking For us to decide the destiny of man, You jest, surelyg not us. Concise and clear, Kindly words, that's enough That's Enough. A thought once kissed me Concerning childreng maybe I should I said, Horizons broading, expanding, exploding Eloquent words, perhaps . . . forget them. Respect those who train you, Savour their food, it's well prepared. Look a little . Laugh a little . Death goes better with coke . By Bill Greenway 40