Lowe High School - Towers Yearbook (Windsor, Ontario Canada)

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' TreGota Job!” HEN Edison celebrated his 80 th birthday recently, his friend Henry Ford was a guest of honour. Fol¬ lowing an amnia! custom, newspaper correspondents were given an opportunity during the morning of photographing and interrogating to their hearts content these two celebrities. Intimate personal as well as general questions were asked by he correspon¬ dent:, and were answered by both Edison and Ford with charming good humour and gr at candour. “How much are you really worth? “Have you devised a plan for the disposal of vour fortune? “How does it feel to be a billionaire?“ “What do you think of Governor Smith tor presi¬ dent? were some of the questions ‘shot at Ford. One question and its answer however, proved to be particularly illuminating.— and surprising. “What ' s the greatest thing in your life? . Ford vas asked. “Well, he thought a moment, “I’ve got a job!” One might have expected him to reply that the constant affection and support of his good wife, through thick and thin, through dark days • bright, had been the finest thing in his life. Doubtless such an answer, even if conventional would have been perfectly heartfelt and sincere. Or he might have pointed to the millions of automobiles turned out like “needles and pins, and the convenience and pleasure they had brought to millions in their train. He might have referred with an engineer’s pride to those colossal plants built and owned solely by himself. With a grandparent ' s fondness, he might possibly have mentioned some dear little grandchild as the apple of his eye. But a job! Why, we all have jobs, and usually the other fellow’s looks better than the one we happen to he holding down at that. Was Henry Ford joking? Henry Ford in his busy life may have had little time to devote to the study of a Kant or a Hegel, and his views on history have been criticised as short-sighted, hut h is answer in this case surely showed a profound grasp of life ami its verities. For it is our job that develops and gives scope to what abilities we possess; our job too. is the only avenue tor any service we can render society. Henry Ford may have had in mind too. the despair in the heart of the man without a job, and the hope, confidence, and self-respect, possession of a job gives. It is significant that Mr. Ford did not specify the kind of job. He didn’t say a soft job, or a while collar job, or even a job with a future to it,—a thing that makes his answer all thj more remarkable. In Ford’s opinion as in that of all the seers of all ages, those differences of wealth and fortune that hulk so large in the common eye, and that so often cause us “to beweep our outcast state, and trouble deaf Heaven with our bootless crv.“ are things of slight moment. “A man’s a man for a’ that.” All that he needs or should ask is a chance to show what stuff’s in him,—a job. And so we thank you. Henry Ford! Your cheap, easily-purchased, sure-footed flivver has laid a few millions of mankind under a debt of gratitude, but generations yet unborn may bless you for this message of hope,—that all that man or woman really need here below is a thing so wide-spread as to be like death and the taxes almost inescapable,—a job. W. D. LOWE. M.A. Principal.

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TEACHING STAFF Hack Row—Mess;s. E. N. Shrier, P. K. Johnston. B A.Sc., V. Harman. B.A.Sc.. G. R. West. B.A.Sc.. H. A. Voaden. M.A. t J. F. O ' Neill. H. J. Heard, W. J. O ' Brien, D. M. Seggie. P. J. McGrath, p. Bennett. B.ASo Centre Row—Miss L Towle. Miss A. Donaldson, Mrs, E. Ford-Ffrby, Misses O. Fritz, J. Beasley. B.A.. M. Conne.ty, B.A., G. Green. B.A.. IX Beattie. M. Belton, B.A., K. Cragg, Mr. M J. Slrrs. Front Row—Mr. A. 1 . R. Fraser, B.A.Sc.. Mr. J.J Wood. B.A., Mrs. M. McOriffen. Mr. E. C. Srlgley. Mr. S. R Ross, C.E.. Mr. W. IX Lowe, M.A., (Principal). Miss M. O ' Donnoghue. M.A., Mrs. M. McIntyre. Mr. N. F. Morrison. B.A.. Mr. C. H. Montrose, RA.Cc., Mrs. 0. Campeau. R.N. Absent—Miss G M Breed. Miss E LeBoeuf, H. Irvine Wiley, MIX. School Medical Officer.

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14 The Windsor- ' Walkervillc Technical School Year Book EDITORIAb 1 FOREWORD “Pleasures,” says the poet, “are like poppies spread. You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.” ' Too often we find this true and yet what are happy memories but the unfaded bloom of the laughter, the strivings, the associa¬ tions of former days? How the wise and the great as well as the multitude delight to recall the incidents of childhood, the jollities, the triumphs and even the difficulties of school days! Such recollections lend a charm to adult life and have often provided the guiding principles of conduct. It is of the charm and romance evoked by memory that Wordsworth says: “Yes, they can make, who fail to find Short leisure even in busiest days Moments, to cast a look behind, And profit by the kindly rays That through the clouds do sometimes steal, And all the far-off past reveal.” To preserve the memory of the school year 1926-27 the editors of this second volume of the Year Book have laboured to select those things most