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

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54 The Windsor- ' Wtilkerville Technical School Year Book COMMENCEMENT The sixth annual com meiico- meftl exercises were held in the Stu- dilorium of the Windsor-Wafkdr- ville Technical School, Wednesday evening January 16th, 1929. The chair was taken by Mr. Albert Long, chairman of the board for 1928. The program was opened by the singing of 0 Canada” followed by a selection from the school orches¬ tra, directed by Mr. Percy Bennett. The chalrm m then delivered an address to the graduates of 1928. There followed a piano solo by Miss Nourma Gledhill. Mr. M. A. Sorsoleil, M.A., a pro¬ vincial inspector of technical schools, who was here on a Lour of inspection at the time, gave a very interesting address to the students. In his talk he emphasized the fact that the girls and boys should keep their bodies clean inside and out and show individuality in their work. He advised the students to give serious consideration to their vocations and then become masters of their occupations. He also ad¬ vised the pupils to become inter¬ ested in some religious organiza¬ tion or some association that will help to develop their minds. He wanted them Lo practise the habit of being intense and not to become indifferent to what was going on about them. After Mr. SorsoleU’s address a very pleasing vocal solo was ren¬ dered by Miss Chrissie Smart af¬ ter which the diplomas were pre¬ sented to the Commercial gradu¬ ates by Mr. Frank Harding. Mr. John Rose then rendered a violin solo. Miss Maude Holding gave the Valedictory Address in which she spoke of the graduates’ sorrow at leaving their school and thank¬ ed the teachers for all they had done in the shaping of their lives. Scholastic awards were next pre¬ sented. Miss M. 0‘Donoghue, M. A., presented to Miss Maude Hold¬ ing the Lucy Towle Memorial Scholarship. This award is made on the basis of scholastic standing, school activities and character, and was contributed by former graduates in memory of Miss Towle, a former teacher of (he staff. Mr. S. it. Ross, C.E„ presented to Charles Hart leib, and Norman Cushman, the first Senior and Jun¬ ior prizes; and second prizes to ■Joseph Laforet and Bruce Walker. These prizes were donated hy the Essex County Builders ’ and’Con¬ tractors Association. The merit pins were given nut by Mr. W, D. Lowe, M.A. Mr. John Rogers and Mr. Arthur Mann then gave the Class Proph¬ ecy for both (he Commercial and Technical Departments, respective¬ ly. Athletic awards were presented by Mr. R. J. Desmarais and the trophies by Mr. F. W. Begley. A selection was then given by the school orchestra before closing the program with “God Save the King.” EDNA SMITH -o- FROM THE PEN OF A GRADUATE Since my recent graduation from school I have found the training which I received there a great benefit, and a great help to smooth out difficulties that I feel would have been harder without this ex¬ perience. A graduate soon finds that working for a living is not as hard as it seems when viewed from a distance. He is soon at home among his new companions and surroundings, and quickly identifies himself with his work. So “Grads. when you leave school, the sooner you settle down to your jobs the easier it will be; and the sooner you become interested in your work, the sooner do you think of your work as a pleasure Bather than as a task.

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The WindsorWalkervtllc Technical School Year Book 53 ate being allowed to be accompan¬ ied by a friend. The chaperons of I he party were the school teachers who added very pleasantly to the si vess of the evening. The gymnasium was very pret¬ tily decorated in coloured stream¬ ers, and by lanterns shedding a soft light over the spacious floor, the orchestra being surrounded by palms at one side of the lloor. Mr. O ' Neill, as master of cere¬ monies. conducted the party splen¬ didly. Coloured paper hats were given out and streamers were so plentiful that it seemed like a jun¬ gle of colours. The balcony was reserved for the refreshments which were plentiful and excellent. The grand march and many novel daiheos were done to the enjoyment of all those present. Too, it proved the meeting place for old school acquaintances who had not seen one another since hav¬ ing graduated! The time passed so quickly and pleasantly that when the orches¬ tra, who rendered excellent music all evening, struck up the anthem, a sigh of regret went all along the floor at the thought of having con¬ cluded so pleasant ail evening. Many thanks are due to Mr. O’¬ Neill for his work in decorating the gym. so splendidly and in his delightful conducting of the party; also to Mr. and Mrs. Lowe and teachers who added so charmingly to the evening. FRANK HULL -o- MEMORIES OF T3B IN 1927-2K There once lived a Mann, named Wilkins Wlu» was Bourne on Langlois Ave., in the city of Hull. He had Longfeet which were always in the way; He had u friend named Duggan who studied Law. And who had a sister Merry who always wore a White dress. Her Parent insisted that she go to church To see the Pope, Who wore a R« se on his coat. Merry hail a sly Fox for a pel Who larked Lowther than she wished. Wilkin’s other relations are: Doloughan, Eoker, Morneau, Bristow , Gurley and Fleming, Broski, Dymnud. Gurbin, OtlevsefT, Er¬ win, llgple, Hal I i day, Bogcman and Nieini. JOHN HENRY ROSE and TOMMY FRANCIS DOLOUGHAN WHERE SLEEP THE FLOWERS? From woodland dells and meadows I hear a murmur low, And it softly seems to whisper, “Where do the flowers go? The flowers that bloomed but yesterday. The Hollyhocks so fair. The roses and the foxgloves. That perfumed all the air?” Then up a gentle wind. An answer soft and deep; ' The flowers that bloomed but yesterday Now lie fast asleep. The fairies keep watch o ' er them, And sweetly to them sing A song of min and sunny days That wakes them in the’spring.” -O-- MEMORIES The ' fast the years are rolling by, Tho’ golden sun is rising, sinking. Each day is born, at night to die; Time passes by us; all unthinking We take no heed of time or place. Live for the day. look to the future. From out our minds the past erase. But scattered thoughts our minds still nurture: Thoughts of other days and scenes; Youthful dreams, so light and gay. Flash once more on memories screens, And our minds begin to stray Back through the years to long ago. In fan y once again we meet The friends who shared our joy and woe, Whose hearts beat as our own heart beats; Their faces smile at us once more; With love light shining in their eyes They great us warmly as of yore. When strong and true were friendships ties. And thus we stroll down Memories’ Lane To where four towers still rise greater; A prayer we sav in simple vein. “God fdess our glorious Alma Mater.” CHAS. FISHER

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The Wind sot-WalkerviUe Technical School Year Booh 55 I feel sure that every loyal gra¬ duate of “Tech ' lakes great pride in the way Hie school has forged ahead in the last few years. All this comes from the spirit of co¬ operation and unity that has exist¬ ed in the school since its recent birth. A school that could produce such a magnificent success as was shpwn in the Annual Concert—H, M.S. Pinafore—last year, has ev¬ ery reason to face the future confi¬ dentially If we can produce the same spirit among the alumni as there is amongst the students we will have accomplished much. Sincerely, CHA FISHER -o—- GRADUATION PROPHECY No more shall we return to so hoof With joy and pain we know Tis true. We either worked or played the fool, Success came only to the few. Before we part from dear old Tech, List as we call on magic powers; The fates, three sisters, only know What lies in wait for future hours. I see a building, marble halls, A thousand suites, all gilded moulding; And chief of staff, in modish garb. Our leading girl, the same Maude Hold- ing. As summer days make their approach Saul Bercuson, Aquatic Ace, In water garb of wondrous hue. Ford City ' s famous beach doth grace. Su quaintly as the years unfold, Tis Edna Smith I seem to see. Within the veil of future years. How she will look at ninety-three. That friendly smile will still be there; r Pho f time may write across her brow. And mar the beauty of her face. She will reflect what she is now. Now take a look at A he and Joe: They own a scraper, ten flights high. At Morrison’s department store, A house and lot you now can buy. The vista fades, T see a place Where basketball doth reign supreme; The foremost maid you recognize Tis Muriel Smith, the basket queen. With moustache trimmed, buttons galore, Comes Captain Kersey, proud tolead, Not mere cadets as heretofore, But soldiers bold from Turkey Creek. Now what have 1 got for Winnie Potts? This little girl is fond of sleep. And fates at last have set aside For her convenience, a mode] suite, Nellie Ostrowski, you well know, Can parlez-vous and Polish too, Can cook and sew and make fine hats, What is there she cannot do? Your former schoolmate Arthur Mann, Will take a picture of your face Ami make it look so fine and grand Your friends would never know you, Down the road to fame I see The dancing girl of Technical. Verna Rudltng will go far Because her eyes are tragical. I ' ve just been told hy hidden fates, Where Margaret Price will make her stand; Down to the farm her lone trail leads, Down to where ain ' t nature grand. JOHN M. ROGERS -—o-- GRADUATES O F THE TECHNICAL DEPARTMENT—1028 As through the flowers T gently tread A curtain in front of me is spread; And with that curtain of snowy white There stands a very minute sprite. Who, with a smile, said to me, “If in the future you would see, A little attention give to rae. M As the mist began to rise The Jittle sprite changed his size Into the stature Hull will he At the age of twenty-three. Powerful man of high degree. Owner of lands and a big fat roll. He never his large feet can see, lie’s something like a porridge bowl. Langlois. with a character rare, Ssiys no pretty frit! with golden hair Will break his heart, or fortunes mar; He thinks he ' ll be a hockey star. If some great feat of our concern, Try Roy Dynimel for a good turn. Or Donald Fox. the auto king, Next to Ford is the very thing. There comes a youth who ' s very slick. He says he ' ll take the world by storm; He ' s from the bo a md of Turkey creek. And his name Is Gerald Bourne. Fisher, rhe sheik, a timid soul Who with a girl once played a lark, When from the dance hall they did stroll He tried to kiss her in the dark.