Loyola College - Review Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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My eight years at Loyola were chiefly concerned with music and theatricals, even to the extent of taking vocal lessons, until my teacher hesitatingly told me that | would never become a Caruso, a Cle- ment, or far less a McCormick, but Tom Walsh was never as convinced as was my teacher. The band, orchestra, Glee Club and Dramatic So- ciety were all important activities during my stay at Loyola, and | can still see and hear the characters in such feats as ‘'H.M.S. Pinafore’, with Red O'Cain as Little Buttercup, and her first cousin, ‘‘Dodo Davis, all under the care and tutelage of Captain Corcoran, played by Charles McCulloch ,and Paul Wickham with his ever watchful ‘‘deadeye ’. “Rushing to Russia , ‘Kappa Pi Sigma , ‘'The Nico- tine Follies’, and the several other ‘‘smokers’’ and plays were as genuine as they were sometimes ori- ginal, but forever entertaining. The annual excursions to the Sailors’ Club, St. Patrick's Home for the aged, and to other hos- pitals, were all painstaking ex- periments, spirited by the na- tural genius of a Bartlett, a Mul- cahey, and sometimes a Bryan, and always with the co-opera- tive moods of their musical staffs, and proverbial stage- hands. There was no final curtain with the passing of Prof. Drouin, and | am told that the present dramatic society is ever active in far more serious endeavours, but none compare with the real, old-fashioned talent inspired by such as the saintly Alice Sharpe, P. J. Shea of St. Pat's, J. J. Shea of the Capitol, together with the unpredictable Father Senecal from New York, all of whom were responsible for the achieve- ments in this field by Dr. Brod- erick. In the makeup of any college, there are the strong and the weak, in the various pursuits of both faculty and students, and of both we find a lot to dwell upon, as Father Hingston has said: ‘Hold fast to your lessons you have learned at Loyola; be loyal to one another and to your Alma Mater’', which might have inspired the dedicatory poem by Ray Phelan in his “Alma Ma- 17 ter’, and who still continues to be one of Loyola's outstanding Jesuit sons; whose prose and verse still prevail with that of Dent McRae, John Sheridan, K. McArdle, Bradley, Wolfe, and the illusive Douglas Archibald (Macaulay) MacDonald, togeth- er and along with the masterly works of my old classmate, Ro- bert Choquette, poet laureate, whom | too frequently disturbed in his poetic meditations by the tooting of my trumpet, and who still continues to soar in majes- tic delicacy far beyond our hope- ful dreams, as would a Keats, a Shelley, a Thompson, a Scott, and others.

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The vibrancy of this pre-emi- nent endeavour was reflected by such as Slater, Mowat, Lone- gan, the Clement brothers, Leo Bernard, John Gallery, Noah Timmins, Babe Frégeau, Paul Haines, and later stars such as Sarto Gain, together with “Moose'’ Bannon, who never made a score without crashing through the goal, head first in a cloud of powdered ice. Hockey at Loyola could never be con- sidered casually by any con- Nr tender seeking the champion- ship. | was never outstanding in the more refined sporting acti- vities, but | did hold my own in boxing, and am still mindful of the memorable K.O. over Bill McKenna in the pool room, and as a result, good old Father Lalley refused to speak to me for about three and one-half years, until one day he ordered me to clean up a free-for-all at a | ; ba k yr a hockey game in the old Vic- toria rink, after which | became his hero and sometime body- guard, and during my absence, ‘Guts’ Galvin took over. Once the turnips had gotten their first real frostbite, it was high time for hockey, and the erection of our outdoor rinks. In this game, Loyola was always outstanding, it being the test of science and agility, which in my opinion has no equal.

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Sher NES BRS e: Once the chemistry lab, the room above now nests the main student lounge in the Administration Building. Where once were racks of neatly stacked tubes now rest cigarette-burnt chairs and newspaper-strewn floors. From all of these beginnings, we have Rusty Davis and a Robert Emmett Dolan, who have done well for themselves in the musical world, together with Eric Zimmerman and his sister, Maria, and a number of others. George Daly never intended to become the world's best organist, but he exercised a great influence and set a standard from which one could judge his own capabil ities. The Cuddahy brothers were always available to compliment Cuthbert Scott's mandolin club, and while Mark Girard tried to teach George a new theme of hymnal, only to give up the effort for lack of co- operation, he went his own way with the im- provisional music during chapel exercises, to the complete dismay of the McLean sisters, but with- out disturbing the good fathers, as most Jesuits are not generally musical. 18 I