Churchill High School - Victory Yearbook (Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada)

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CHURCHILL HIGH’S KING and QUEEN George Trafton Ruth Gilraine For the first time in Churchill a contest was held to determine a king and queen of the school. The endeavour was organized by the Frolic Committee as a special highlight for their final dance of the school year, held on Friday night, April 28th. A representative for both boys and girls was elected from each senior high room, and on the afternoon before the dance, by a total senior high vote, the candidates were narrowed down to six finalists: George Trafton, Jim Irving, and Jack Bowman for king, and Ruth Gilraine, Pat Forrest, and Diane Silver for queen. The final voting took place at the dance. From the six finalists George Trafton and Ruth Gilraine were crowned king and queen of Churchill High for 1960-61. Providing the entertainment for the evening were the Silvertones, a versatile instrumental group with two fine vocalists. Congratulations to the winners, and also to those on the Frolic Committee who worked so hard to make the event such a success. FROLIC COMMITTEE ROW 1 — Sheila Cruse, Sue Thatcher, Josephine Okopski, Gwen Scott, Diane Nemis. ROW 2 — Mary Parker, Arthur Pearson, Wayne McLaughlin, Ed Michalski, Marcia Rudd, Joan Fisher, Sherey Dusang, Barbara Wake. ROW 3 — Sharon Priestley, Joanne Roberts, Olga Landega, Tom Larkins, Fred Keeley, Richard Whitehouse, George Trafton. ROW 4 — Shaunda Littlewood, Dianne Silver, Lois Kimball, Linda Kerr, Ken Hall, Ralph Erickson, Barry Guarino. PAGE 74

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SCHOOL SPIRIT It ' s not to win or lose we care, It ' s not how much we boast or dare, But rather, it ' s the fight that counts, . . To summon up our every ounce, And make for Churchill High a name To clothe our corridors in fame. At competitions everywhere, We can be sure that Churchill ' s there. In track, to our supreme elation, We lead the high schools of the nation. Our well-known orchestra and choirs, The whole of Winnipeg admires. Students, sportsmen, musicians, all, Join our forces . . . heed our call, And add to Churchill ' s history, As we press on for Victory. MARY DOWNING SUMMER The Sportsman, August ' sixty, lay open at the page, On which a gleaming photograph displayed the latest rage, And Father, in his armchair, sat tallying his bills - - - After ten for Bobby ' s dentistry, and ten for Mother ' s pills. Three-fifty to the chimney-sweep for cleaning out the flues, We ' d have enough to join the ranks with outdoor barbecues. Strict abstinence from soda pop and ices on hot days, Must be enforced at least until dear Daddy gets a raise. Two-inch steaks on Sunday night, grilled with onion mix, Would mean Irish stew or hotdogs each of the other six. At last the night Father dear was capped and gowned, arrived, And with it came the neighbours whom we have on either side. Operation Steak-Bake, Dad elaborately defined As that requiring guidance from a scientific mind. Cooking-oil and charcoal, metal tongs and stainless grates. Fire permit, extinguisher, plastic cups and plates. . . . Operation Steak-Bake was a long-remembered sight; We saved Dad in the nick of time and dined on hash that night. Then Mother got the notion, as mothers usually do, That she should join her hubby and enjoy the outdoors, too. The Jones ' have their peonies, and so we must have ours . . . Mom turned her thoughts from pots and pans to gardening and flow ' rs. The peonies were rosy-pink, our house a pinky-tan, . . . So mother placed her seedlings around the garbage can. And for some unknown reason, we never will know why, We saw the crabgrass flourish, and the flowers always die. We tried insecticides, formaldehyde, basics and nitrates . . . Paris Green to send the bugs and beetles to their fates. But when we counted corpses, the worms alone were dead, So we weeded up the flowers, and grew the weeds instead. Today we ' re at the old routine the Sportsman still deplores, . . . For now, as I am writing this, the family is indoors. MARY DOWNING PAGE 76