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

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THE TOWERS 1948 9 4 9 I’AGE TWENTY-HIVE » Public Speaking Contest ... Fewer junior students entered the contest this year than in previous years. We trust that more candidates will enter this profitable con¬ test next year. The students who entered from the lower grades this year will have some ex¬ perience and advantages for future contests. The Vocational United generously donated twenty dollars in prizes to be distributed to the 1st and 2nd winners in each group. The fol¬ lowing statement shows the prizes won by each student and the topics chosen. GROUP— PRIZE- TOPIC— Junior Girls— Joan Beaton, C2A 1st Winner — $3.00 The Need for Recreational Community Centres. Delores Yoell, TZA 2nd inner — $ 2.00 Ladies of Today—Barbara Ann Scott. Senior C ' .irls— Jeannette Weiner. C4B 1st Winner — $3.00 Racial Prejudice. Mildred Gordner, C.Sp. 2nd Winner — $2.00 Latest Developments in Para-psychology. Junior Boys— Emil Breschuk, T2A 1st Winner — $.(.00 The World ' s Greatest Invention—Telephone. John Mersch, CID 2nd Winner — $2.00 Travelling Through Space. Senior Bovs— Gordon Crawford, T4C 1st Winner — $.1.00 The Future for ir Transport in Commerce. Gordon Tait, T4C 2nd Winner — $2.00 Montgomery. Congratulations to Jeannette Weiner who won top honours in the senior girl ' s group for the Windsor District. LETTER WRITTEN TO DORIS (GIBBS) CARLSON IN CALIFORNIA In answer to your Christmas note. I was delighted to hear about your new daughter. With the name Cl a udinc Valerie Carlson she won ' t have to make a change if she ever aspires to a stage or screen career. I first learned of her existence front N ' ellic Brown. She also told me she had hooked passage to England on the Queen Elizabeth and return on the Queen Mary. This will he her first trip home since she came to Canada and Tech. Our girls certainly get around. Several days ago I was sitting in the doctor ' s office when who should come in hut Pern Mat¬ hews. She has been living here in Detroit for nine years. That reminds me, I haven’t written to i you since the school ' s 25th anniversary last spring. We had a grand time. I was a bit disappointed that there were so few members from our gradual iug class. Had I not been a member of the Alumni I would not have known many of the former students. There was a great deal of reminiscing over certain weiner roasts, skating parties, swimming parties and dances that were outstanding. Our all¬ day picnics at Point Pelee were especially noteworthy. A few weeks after our reunion we had a din¬ ner at the Elmwood Hotel. Believe it or not, Doris, the principal speaker was our old cheerleader Swarkic . He is now Reverend Frank Swackhaminer. I understand he is a very good minister. He was a sensation when he led the crowd of nearly five hundred in one of the school yells. It just made you feel good. The teachers received their letters for twenty-five years teaching at the school. It hardly seemed possible it was almost that long ago that we first attended Technical School. Have you ever stopped to consider, Doris, how the years at Tech have influenced vour life? I remember one day in History class when I sat gazing out of the window, just day-dreaming in¬ stead of studying. Miss O ' Donaghuc ' s voice penetrated those dreams. Ivdna. do you want to ho as lazy a ' - - (naming the laziest girl in class)... I ' ve been working hard ever since to prove to myself I wasn ' t that lazy. That is what I call influence. Many times have I recalled incidents in classes, auditorium, gym and even in the lunch room, bove all I enjoyed the associations made in school (Continued on Page 77) ■

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•■THE TOWER S 194.S— 1949 pa ;e twenty-seven t • “For Cliff Is The Cause Mother We solemnly dedicate this poem to Miss Connerty. In her effort to make poets out of C4B —This is the result. When Monday is sad lor us Margaret is gay Eor Clifford is the cause. When Tuesday rolls along Margaret is sad For Clifford is the cause. On Wednesday. Margaret is clad In good clothes. And she is sad For Clifford is the cause. On Thursday she is happy again Although she and Cliff arc mad And Clifford is tho cause. Where are those smiles so tender and sweet Those loving arms that held us close Those laughing lips that brought us jov When our hearts were almost breaking? Shall we hear no words of endearment. Or see again those kind blue eyes. Or chance to speak to that one loved Who held us close in time of tears? Nay, never again shall we see her For He has taken her to rest. But she shall live on in memory Of those who love her dearly. PATRICIA I.OWE, Z3A 9 One Day On Friday her phone will ring . ' nd we will hear Margaret sing For Clifford is the cause. On Saturday she works hard Frying hamburgs in the lard And Clifford is not the cause. It ' s Sunday by now She boards the bus and. holy cow So does Clifford! FERNE LOOSF.MORE. C4B Spring will come again one day And chase away the clouds of grey, The buds will open wide and fair Into flowers for those who care. The grass will he an emerald green Looking so bright, so fresh, and clean. The wind blows softly o’er the hills Slowly turning the tall wind-mills. To the water lapping upon the shore People could listen for ever more, Vith all fhe c beautiful things in sight VC’c hope that spring will come over-night. JEANETTE CHERRY. C3A r • Conscience ' Twas like a creeping shadow V Itich across his mind would pass And w hen it had him surrounded It horrible rays would cast. All joys and dreams of peace Would vanish-and once again His thoughts drift far back. His protests much in vain. Into the past of torment, A torment crueller than The wickedness, the torture. Which is possessed by man. MYRTLE REITER. CIA • Down By The Brook Down by the brook where the grass is green. The water flows gently on; On cither side the lilacs bloom. And the sky is blue on high. For til is is spring and there is no gloom On this day so gay and serene; The sighing breeze passes gently through The tall and stately trees. The stones in the brook are covered with moss. And the water so leisurely flows. But here and there it is churned to foam By the point of a stone upturned. This is where I would like to be. When storms and troubles come. Because I know that they would pass For God, our Creator is here. ANN BETSCHEL. C3A • Lullaby Hush-a-bye little one, close your eyes tight, Hush-a-bye little on?, t : mc for good-night. ( ' lose vour eyes Pttle one, dream of things guy, Close your eyes little one, soon one more day. Lullaby little one. di.-am of things dear. Lullaby little one. never a fear. Co to sleep little one, for Jesus above Will uatch thee forc cr, and give you His love. ANN DhRE, C3A • Winter When the snow is softly falling Like the down in a summer breeze. We hear the sparrows chirping Among the leafless trees. Far off in the distance We can hear the sleigh bells ring. But here I am hoping. It soon will be spring. jean McMillan, C3A • The Rainbow When the rain had finally ceased to fall. The sun came out to meet us all Out from behind the large, black cloud Which had covered the sky like a dismal shroud. And then, to my complete delight. A beautiful rainbow came into sight. Some of its colours were rose-red and blue. Orange and green and height yellow loo. It seemed to me like a long, smooth slide. So l took an exciting but perilous ride. At the end of my slide I was glad I was hold For there, waiting for me was the pot of gold. NORMA MANZON, C3A