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

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Cynthia Lone I just had the best time. No kidding! Our buxom fire chief tBf2l knew the location of every door in the school tshe should after 6 yearsl and put them to good use. But it sure took her a long time to find Aiken's House door - until January. It seemed that every time she went to SJR she had to go to the John. However, once she overcame her problems and cleared up her nick-name tThanks, Mr. PJ, she danced to a new tune - the Highland fling. Braemar's Papa Bear and the Grade 12 vice-pres. tfirst terml was the winner of the Supporting Role of the Lonely Hearts Club. Cindy, stop blushing. While not living out new sayings like The Lone Fire Chief Burns 'm Burns , she might be found sporting red hunting caps or absorbing Coles Notes. Or, during first term, calling, Hey-ey Haworth who obediently trotted over to hear the latest from home mails Clone contributed much to all teams and other sports activities A crash course in Mme. Joubert's French class, was necessary to prepare Montpellier U for the worst. We hope you enjoy U of M to the fullest and please don't blow up their Chem labs. Leslie Lu Qui Our patient t?i Choir, er . . . Prayers, er . . . Assembly Head Q73 could always be heard at 8:50 saying, Help! What am I going to do for Prayers? However, even the last minute rush always developed into a variety of terrific Assemblies. One of the Big Three in the Metzo section, Leslie's quiet t?l voice alwaysncame on strong. She had a rather starchy time with potatoes until Christmas which Petered out into Macdonald's chips. Leslie's Little early morning bird watchings led to the next weekend's confinement. One of Leslie's favorite expressions was, I wouldn't be caught dead there. texcept at noon ducking into a car, eh, Les'?i However, she got to know the city better, including Gimsa. Leslie's tidy appearance tends to be deceiving, for she is reknowned for fighting her way into one of B.H.'s messiest lockers. Although her BH twin is not quite identical, they were inseparable until that fateful ski .week- end when Marg's knee got in their way. Leslie's plans for next year are still un- decidedg either UBC or Western, and she plans to move to Windsor on June 24. We'll all miss her. Good luck in your future endeavors, Leslu. Mary Martyn is if To Mary the Oscar for a Silent Performance these past 2 years, a well-deserved title for the class's only, tthere should be morei, non-participant in the local gossip. If you ever publish the secrets you've heard, Mary, the whole school is sunk!! Mary's uniform was neater than most, but fluorescent socks? - where are my shades? However, at Grad Mary prettied up and floated in triumphantly with her Persian rug. Her fortitude on the dance floor with the deafening band surprised us all. Watch it, Mary! Her Toilet-Bowl Stories, which kept Grade 12 in giggles for days, will never be equalled in English. Of course, it was the original dialect that did it. Mary will be at U of M next year in Physio-therapy. Adieu, Mary, and good luck. 29

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Elizabeth Haworth Never discouraged, except in her faith in JGC, Liz turned up again for her 11th and final year in BH. Unfortunately f'?l for the day-girls, we lost her to Res for the first term. Did Liz start something with her terribly long baths? Qm will be forever grateful for her Sunday night nurse - every weekend. After her type-cast performance in our Christmas play as the Angel-Devil-Conscience, Liz returned to normal, by once again joining the forces of the day-girls. Never breaking any rules unless she had permission, a familiar quote appeared: But l've already floored it! - and she still travelled at 10 mph. Liz accelerated lsomething her car couldn't dol to success as Miss 1971 Glen Gairn. Our star baseball player was too busy ful- filling her tasks as Head of Photography on the yearbook staff to attend any of the games, but, for her brilliant lay-outs, we forgive her. Moden's and Mrs. Sures' one wish is that Liz'beth give up eating Hershey-ettes. We'll all miss Howie's salty wit and unprofessional medical advice. lf Queens finds that you're too much for them, we'll see you at U of M. Best of Luck, Hayworth! Helen Hay Oh, no! I haven't studied my history! Helen led us to believe that all she did was horse around, but her report card showed differently. Hay was also ace at measuring the worth of each class, a good preparation for the unrestricted life NEXT year at the U of M. She could often be seen Snooping around a Maths room, or else passing time at A. W. Sals ESquire's. Exhibitionist at heart, Helen spent a lot of time on stage, catching her Beauty Sleep or singing John Barley-Corn. She did her bit to get this yearbook together, and was a faithful servant of the alto section of the choir helping to keep us always off-key. Helen made her grand entrance on May 7th with a certain C.K., and as we all know, Boys go on the left side, hey, Hay? B.H. will be sad to let Miss Hay go, because for an entire 12 years, she has been a martyr, er .... student at this hallowed hall. On to better things, Helen! I Connie Kucharczyk 5 Green Avenger strikes again! Connie began this year in a flurry of bills, papers, receipts, advertisements . . . in other words as Editor of our yearbook. We could count on a meeting with the yearbook kids almost every day. After hearty lunch hours, Constance would crash in not too promptly for a certain class with a certain Peter E. idealistic, Connie always had good intentions, but . . . May 7 was the scene of a double celebration for Connie. After all, not everyone hits eighteen on the night of her Grad or escorts a lovely lady to the dance, does she? Only Hey-Hay knows for sure. Connie tended to take princely soles in her theatrical endeavors this year, even though she was reduced from King Herod to a handsome prince on a squeaky horse. Our Russian Princess wasn't content to end her year in a hearse! It took Peter the Greattestl, to pull this filly into line, for she's no Moscow Mule! Connie plans on taking Journalism at Carle- ton in the coming year. We all wish you luck, Con, especially if you crash with Wess. 28

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Liz Moden Hjgaspi I was so shocked lgaspj l just didn't know what to do! jgaspf' Moldy, our delightful and charming head of Braemar, came to us from, would you believe, the sticks? fKenora, Ont.j As head of Braemar, Moden showed us her house had a fantastic amount of spirit. Her residence life was made complete by num- erous phone calls from Eddie, Freddie and Trevie. However, when these phone calls ceased to be, Liz gladly accepted the position of secretary of the Lonely Hearts Club. Lizzie had the most peculiar habit of getting into predicaments, like the time her blue jeans pant leg fell down at her dancing performance. Kind of em- barrassing, eh Moden? In Grade 11, Liz had an interesting rendezvous with a young man named Mark Rake. Are you sure that's what his name was, Liz? Moden and Folinsbee were always seen fighting and we are still wondering how they ever roomed together. Liz's other activities consisted of modern jazz dancing, Sunday school teaching, and man-hunting with Sue. Does Moden spend more time cleaning her room or messing it up? We're still wondering. At any rate, we wish this blonde bomb- shell all sorts of luck in her future enterprises which may be Engineering at Queen's or Architecture at U of M. Whatever, we will miss our funny, frizzy friend Lizzie. Janet Nutter This Head of Craig Gowan had the distinction of being half of the Janal Trevnut association. Famous for her high dives and subsequent bruises, Nutter excelled herself throughout the year. Our A-Jorgography student had a special interest in Mexico. On a dinner occasion at the beginning of the year, a new method of measuring earth tremors was invented in shakes per Janet. Did Janet really want to hitchhike home from SJR that night? Our guess is yes! Mary, Leslie, Nancy and Al thank Janet for reopening Nutter's Taxi Service after a bit of friendly persuasion. Gracias and good luck, Nuts. Ellen Paterson WWOW, that's me, Wicked Witch of the West says our beautiful Irish Sports Captain. Ellie did a fantastic job this year although she is not a sporty person herself, eh Ellie! Her favorite pastime is eating and going on diets because of boredom of life. She is also President of the Lonely Hearts Club. Ellie loves taking hold of a situation especially when a burglar is coming into residence - Moden phone 999, Burch get Mrs. Turner, Judy don't be scared and Riley - where's Nancy, did the man get her? Ellie never needs to worry about going bald: Hair is her most abun- dant treasure. Ellie's Yellow Bomb is the President of the Cars Liberation Move- ment. Ellen is always in search of some TALL, LEAN, HANDSOME, ANTl-ES- TABLISHMENT YOUNG MAN! We can hardly wait to meet the lucky guy. Ellen has been going to B.H. since she was a little wee girl and next year she will be adjourn- ing to Switzerland! Look out, YOUNG . . . SWISSMEN, here she comes - WWOW! Good luck, we'll miss ya! 30