Balmoral Hall School - Optima Anni Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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Deborah Davidson Glen Gairn Our illustrious fire chief and member of the year- book staff, came to us from wonderful Vancouver. Since she was not really an old girl, Bludadub went through the trials and tribulations of Initiation with a smile! Never quite able to understand how there could possibly be snow from October 4 to May 28, Deb decided that since it was there she might as well do something with it, so she tried skiing. However, when the snow gave way to rain, Deb, in true Vancouver form, resorted to puddle-jumping with Hotch. ls that why your hair shrank, Deb? Famous for her one man show starring Junior, Deb received more than one visitor this year. Every night our future educated bum i How rude i could be seen heading out to Sal's in a cloud of smoke. Will Deb ever forget Grad . . . room 606, and assisting the band? Her main ambition in life is to marry a brown-haired-blue-eyed-345,000-a-year'' type fellow. Good luck! Sarah Everett Ballater Sarah, our Ieggy first term vice-president echoes in her soft nymph-like voice for the forty-third time, Hurry, Lorraine! , and does yet another cartwheel while awaiting the usual response, I'm coming, Sarah. An avid sports star and gym champ, Sarah made the gym her third home this year lLorr's was her secondi. Sarah's theme song this year was aptly l'm leaving on a Jet Plane. Twice she flew on cloud 9 er . . . DC-9 to ai visit Hendon College in Toronto and bi to check out the Grad dance situation in Connecticut. Does it compare to B.H. Grads, Sarah? lt's O.K. Dad, l'm staying with the football coach. You're WHAT? Queens University has a real treat in store for itself when Sarah comes to'wow the Golden Gaels in the Fall. Have a blast, Sarah!

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Roberta Cawsey Glen Gairn Berta-Belle, our industrious f?j head of Glen Gairn, and Youth Beat representative makes her home in beautiful downtown Wetaskiwin, Alberta. Living under the assumed name of Lucy for a while, her sudden monopoly of the phone left Mrs. Turner wondering what was going on. This ski bum of no ill repute attacked Manitoba's bunny hills in a style Nancy Greene would be jealous of! Though Rob's suitcase disap- peared on Grad night, she still managed to fly through the evening. Bert's culinary efforts were few and far between, but one night she produced a steak dinner that was enjoyed by all. Rob enjoyed the occasional party every weekend, but spent one quiet weekend in res. lMay 15 maybe.j B.H.-S.J.R. get togethers played an important part in this kid's year, but she'll remember the white bomb the most! Hey Bert, when are you publishing that book? Best of luck next year Berta-Belle. Sandra Copp Glen Gairn Sandy, a Winnipeg grown tomato, entered boarding this year, having had her fill of being a day girl, for a while. With her, came her little red bug covered with flowers, in which she would terrorize the mere pedestrians of Winnipeg. She spent many a giggly Sunday . . . Monday . . . Tuesday . . . evening with Laurel, and never tired of telling us of her experiences in South Africa. The Sugar Hills weekend was meant to be restful, but under Floberta's excel- lent guidance, she put on the old boards and attempted skiing, deciding that perhaps she should stick to walking! Starting a fan club for a poor unsuspecting male was only one of her devious pranks. Her absence in residence was felt by all after Easter, but she proved to us all what a gracious hostess she is. Good luck in all your future endeavours, Sandy!

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Tricia Forsythe Braemar After a hard day of classes, the always familiar, Roberta, wait for me! could be heard echoing through residence as Tricia's beloved kilt was ex- changed for jeans. Though definitely no basketball star, Trish supported the games as a cheerleader in fine standing. When winter came, so did the Ski-Doo Fever , resulting in Tricia's going home to Portage on the weekends with assorted guests. She also tried her hand at skiing, but found a Ski-Doo much easier to handle. The Christmas Dance proved to be a bit of a traumatic experience due to the sudden appearance of an unexpected visitor, but with the aid of Berta-Belle, everyone was happy! Playing musical rooms in the Spring caused frustration which was easily released with the purchase of a pea-shooter and a water pistol and the declaration of war. Since Grad was so much fun, Tricia decided to try it again a couple of weeks later, but the end results were unfortunately different. Trish plans to attend Mount Royal College for an lnterior Decorating course after a summer spent work- ing and travelling. Lots of luckl' Dianne Gourluck ' Craig Gowan At 4:00 p.m. the bell would clang, and amidst the clatter, one long-haired figure would glide quietly down to the' girls' washroom to commence her daily ritual of beautifying herself for the bus ride home. An hour later, our stylish advertising manager, Diane, clad in one of B.H.'s first maxis, left for home? Although Diane was generally the quietest member of the Honky Tonk women, she could often be seen in earnest con- versation with Claudius, er . . , Joan in English class. When we sent Diane off to Hawaii to smuggle in 48 pineapples for the 1969 Grad dance, Diane stopped off at Crookston en route to pick up a pineapple picker permit er . . . History award. Lots of luck next year Diane.