Appleby College - Argus Yearbook (Oakville, Ontario Canada)

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Graduates FERRON BETHELL Benny has flashed and glittered around the College for two golden years, during which time he has clearly established himself as a likeable and co-operative member of the community. Stoically enduring the Canadian climate, he found comfort in dreams of sunny Bahamian t eaches, and in letters from a mysterious southern woman. Not one to waste precious time, he fills the gaps between letters with fine academic work, and demonstrations of athletic powers. This year, he sprinted for the Track Team (oc- casionally), joined Second Team Squash, and gained his Colours on the First Football Team. Outside (and sometimes during) classes, he bettered his pool game, and worked on his photographic skills as a club member. After sunset, a place was always reserved for him in most Grade 13 social activities. Ferron will remain in Canada (in spite of the obvious disadvantages) for a few more years, in order to pursue a career in Biology. PETER-PAUL BLOEMEN We have had tulip with us since Grade Eight. For four years, he has played Football, but his outstanding contributions have been as Assistant Captain of the swimming team and this spring as a member of the open Rugby team. In the spring of Grade Eleven, Peter was an exchange student at Shawnigan School in British Columbia where he was able to pur- sue his greatest interest: sailing. With the exception of that spring away from School, Peter has always helped in odd ways, principally with make-up for the Opperettas and this year ' s play. Peter ' s leadership qualities were proven this year as Captain of the Flag Party and of- ten tested as Prefect of the Powell ' s House Dormitory. Peter was also a Northward Bound Instructor and an avid naturalist. A solid academic background revolving around Maths has lead Peter to choose Engineering as his career, which he hopes to be studying at Queen ' s University next year. IAN CAMERON One of the true veterans of the College, Ian has been engaged in almost every activity possible during his seven years at the School. A sense of responsibility and duty towards the School has made Ian one of the more valuable members of our little community. His in- valuable leadership and devotion to our Cadet Corps c n not go unnoticed, and he has come from Lieutenant of the Best Platoon (in Grade 11) to become Commanding Officer of our Corps in his last year. A true soldier! Ian has served well as a School Prefect and has always been ready to give of his best. He has been a Chapel Warden for four years and has carried the duty out well, also. On the athletic fields, Ian has played for the First Foot- ball Team for three years, and this winter (after having decided to swim) was a member of our I.S.A.A. Championship Team. He also played for the First Cricket XI this year. Ian also has participated in the School ' s Operettas for the past four years and this year, played the role of Freddie in Romanoff and Juliet . With all that he has accomplished at Appleby, it is certainly with regret that we say goodbye to him. The Best of Luck Ian! 4

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Valedictory (This valedictory address was delivered to the School during the Closing ceremonies, June 12, 1976.) I present to each of you this problem: how should you ad- cress your school, for the last time? What should be said? How should you say it? I feel the need to thank, and bid farewell to, the scores of people who have been Appleby to me. They have been my companions, examples, friends, and counsels for the past five years. Time does not allow the privilege of ex- pressing my gratitude to each in- dividual, so my sincere thanks must go out to you collectively. You shall NOT be soon forgotten. Having been entrusted with the responsibility of delivering this address, I am compelled to leave the boys of the school with a message on behalf of the Class of 76 . After a year in which there has existed some measure of dis- content at every level, I would think it imperative that each one of you sit down alone, sometime this summe r and think . . . REALLY think about why you are here, and just WHAT you are doing at Appleby. I should like this message to take the form of a story or fable. Trusting that it will not prove an insult to your intelligence, I will proceed. There once lived a wretched old troll, who occupied the space beneath a very ancient bridge. He had lived there since the beginning of time. This troll, sup- posedly the guardian of the bridge, had, through indolence and neglect, allowed it to fall into disrepair. He was blind to the needs of the bridge and did not care to replace its worn and weathered parts. He thought the attention an unnecessary bother; he did not believe that his bridge would ever collapse. Now, in the same neigh- bourhood, there lived a herd of wise, old goats who crossed the bridge twice every day, to and from their grassy feeding ground. Being well aware of the troll ' s neglectful tendencies towards the bridge, they would prudently scan its stone arches before each crossing, watching for any indication that the structure might be unsafe. They also made a point of mentioning daily the sorry state of the bridge to the troll, who, upon hearing this, would merely grunt, roll over and fall asleep. One day, the goats broke their routine of crossing the bridge, seeing that it was surely in danger of collapsing. They told the troll, We are no longer confident that your bridge is capable of supporting itself, let alone us. They warned him that he must do something to save the bridge, before all was lost. The troll, of course, would not listen. Ignoring them, he grunted, rolled over, and passed into a lazy sleep. Th en it happened that one of the stones holding up the bridge, being exhausted after years of thankless effort and inattention, finally began to give way. Its mortar, crumbling into small pieces, rained down upon the slumbering troll. Being rudely awakened, he sat up and swiped the dust away. BONK! , without warning, the large stone fell upon his head. Worried that the entire edifice might crumble, the troll scurried away to the safety of higher ground. Though trembling for a moment from the loss of its arch- stone, the bridge did not give way. From this new vantage point the troll finally realized the extent to which he had endangered his domain, and, indeed, how close he had come to losing it. Time passed and the troll changed his ways. He cared for the bridge and serviced it con- scientiously and it stood forever. Returning now to reality, I would urge you to follow the troll ' s fun- damental change in attitude. Do not attend this school as an un- concerned student, care for it; care about it. Contribute to and participate in it. Most importantly, remember .... it is the people in a school, and their actions and attitude, that make it great or small. Bygone years do not matter so much as the present and near - future . . . and what you decide to do with them. My best wishes to youall. John J. Rosseel 8

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RICHARD CHENG Rich came to us only this year. He was supposed to be in Grade Twelve, but was promoted to Grade Thirteen because the teaching staff felt that he had achieved that stan- dard. They were certainly proved right! He excelled (especially in Mathematics) at a tremendous rate. At all hours of the day one would find students in his room asl ing him for help. He was involved with the Bridge and Computer Clubs. He was a friend to one and all, and we will remember him for his Idndness and understanding to all of us. FRASER CUTLER Fraser is. by general consent, everytxady ' s image of a good guy. Without pretensions, in- deed without obvious distinctions, Fraser has made his way quietly and peacefully through five years of Appleby. It would be a mistake however, to dismiss Fraser as an average sort of fellow. He made his marl , but with less commotion than others. He was, for example, Major Second-in-Command of the Cadet Corps. He is a l een traveller and carried the Ap- pleby message as far away as Italy and even snowy Russia. He was a gentle, kindly leader and a solidly dependable Colley House Prefect. He was also a modest sportsman, playing on the First Rugger and First Football Teams and also swam for the College for two years. His love for the rugged outdoor life made him an ideal instructor for Northward Bound when it started in 1974. He was in every sense a trail-blazer. Logically, Fraser ' s chosen career is in forestry. Good Luck, Sponge! JAMES HALL-BROOKS H-B has t)een at Appleby for five years and has always been near the top of his class. He was a hard worker, and besides tseing a Foundation Scholar, this year he earned his Gold Optimates Although life here is not much different from the confined life of New York City, Jamies has successfully kept himself busy as a Prefect in Walker House, a First Aid In- structor, Deputy Commander of A Company in our Cadet Corps, and as a member of the crew Ijehind the scenes in our dramatic productions. He is an avid cross-country runner, and ran away with five out of nine academic prizes last year. Since our friend hopes to go to England and study Biological Science, we sincerely wish him all the best.