Oakwood Collegiate Institute - Oracle Yearbook (Toronto Ontario, Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 104 of the 1961 volume:

EN ALLEN COUNTY PUBLIC LIBRAI 3 1833 03573 0941 GENEALOGY 971.302 T630CI 1961 96 y 0 t OAKWOOD ORACLE Published by the Caput oF Oakwood Collegiate Institute through the Caput Oracle Committee 1961 THE FORTY-FOURTH EDITION OF THE ORACLE IS DEDICATED TO MR. Vs . A. JACKSON WHO HAS DEDICATED MOST OF HIS LIFE TO SERVING THE STUDENTS AT OAKWOOD THE PRINCIPAL ' S MESSAGE During this school year I have visited a number of schools in the United States and Canada. It is natural that such visits should cause me to make comparisons. I am pleased to say that, after each visit, I return with the feeling that Oakwood is a good school with an excellent staff and an inter- ested and cooperative student body. May I take this opportunity to thank the staff and the stu- dents for their cooperation during the year. For the first time in the history of the school we have a suitable playing field, an excellent gymnasium layout and a good auditorium and stage. These new facilities have contributed to an increased interest in dramatics, music, ath- letics and other activities. I feel however that the high level of performance is in the main a result of good sponsorship and school spirit. For the past 31 years I have had the pleasure of working with Mr. W.A. Jackson. As you and so many of the graduates know he is one of the outstanding teachers of mathematics in this province. His retirement this year will end his teaching career at Oakwood but will not end the feeling of respect and affection which all of us have for him. Many of this year ' s graduates will be attending university and other institutions of higher learn- ing. Others will go into the business world. I sincerely hope that all will be happv and suc- cessful in their studies and in the work of their choice. W. V. TOVELL Mr. Bannister Miss Boyd Mrs. Brock Mr. Brooks Classics Miss Campbell Art Mitt Copel Mr. Clark Mrs. Connor Mr. Cooper Mr. Creighton Mrs. Daly Mrs. De Ciry Mrs. Donaldson Mr. Dunlevie Miss Dunlop Mr. Gilbert Mr. Gordon Miss Duff THE Miss Havey mm Mr. Hepburn Geography Dr. Hill History Mr. Hobbs Vice-Principal Miss Hounsom Miss Hutcheson Mr. Inch 1 f Mr. H. B. Henderson STAFF Mr. Jackson Mathematics Miss Kaltenbruner Mr. Lobb Phys. Ed. Mrs. Lunnie Miss Lyall Mr. McDonald English Mr. McKinney Mr. Nicholson Miss Orok Dr. Packer Mr. Moore Miss Scott Mr. Simpson Mr. Smith Moderns Mr. Snell «•) Y , 1 ' ■% m ' ' - ' y ■ Mr. Stein 1 j , - M. hk 1 Mr. Stewart Guidance Mr. Watson Miss Warren Mrs. Wilson Mr. Wright Physics Miss Yamasaki Mr. Young Chemistry NEW TEACHERS Miss E. M. Boyd Miss Boyd, now of the Home Economics de- partment at Oakwood, brings much insight and experience to her post. Born in Newmarket, Ontario, she received her B. H. Sc, degree from University of Toronto, and then went on and got her M A from New York ' s Columbia University. Before coming to Oakwood she taught in schools in North Bay, and Mimico, and in Toronto ' s Central Technical School. Mr. G. G. L. Brooks The new head of our Latin department this year is Mr. Brooks. After finishing his high school education at York Memorial Collegiate, he attended Victoria College, University of Tor- onto, and then taught at Humberside Collegiate. Now at Oakwood Mr. Brooks besides Latin also teaches Greek and is an advisor to the Caput. When not busy translating, Mr. Brooks ' favorite pastime is classical music. Mr. S. Cooper We welcome to Oakwood this year Mr. Sidney Cooper. He attended Haliburton District High School and then Ontario Agricultural College in Guelph. While attending O.A.C., Mr. Cooper was with the intercollegiate wrestling team. Upon completion of his course, Mr. Cooper received his Science Specialist degree and is teaching Science, Chemistry and Botany in O.C.L Oak- wood s hockey team is very ably coached and encouraged by his patience and presence. Mme. De Ciry Elle est nee en France et y a etudie et aussi a I ' Universite a Montreal. Elle a enseigne ' a Port Arthur et Tillsonburg, et maintenant a Oakwood. Elle s amuse en jouant au bridge. Mrs. J. Daly A native of Toronto, Mrs. Daly attended Brank- some Hall and then University of Toronto. Her duties now include teaching History, English, and Latin. She is also assistant sponsor of the Girls Club. Her hobbies include reading, and since her recent marriage in December, cooking. Mr. B. G. Inch Mr. Inch was born in Windsor, Ontario. He then moved to Toronto at an early age and attended Oakwood Collegiate Institute. He teaches Geo- graphy, Physical Education, and French and is kept quite busy with the gym team, swim team and shooting. Before coming to Oakwood, Mr. Inch taught at Eastern High School of Commerce and Prince Edward Collegiate in Picton. His hobbies are photography, shooting, travelling and his wife and two children. Mr. McKinney Mr. McKinney was born in Picton, Prince Edward County, and he studied at Western Uni- versity. He now teaches Physical Education and Mathematics at OCI. His hobbies are coaching, playing squash, and camping, and Mr. McKinney is engaged to be married. Dr. W. A. Packer A Torontonian, Dr. Packer attended Harbord Collegiate and then Coxwell University. His teaching career has taken him to the University of Michigan and United College in Winnipeg and now to Oakwood where he teaches French and German. Dr. Packer is married and has one child. His hobbies are reading, electronics and photo- graphy. Miss R. A. Scott Miss Scott was born in East Orange, New Jersey but came to Toronto early in life and at- tended Bishop Strachan school. She has had quite a notable singing career. She has sung at Westminster Abbey, and she has an ARCT in singing. Her hobbies are the theatre, music and skiing. Miss Scott is kept quite busy at Oakwood teaching English, History, Latin and of course, Music. Mr. G. R. Watson Mr. Watson hails from Elmira, Ontario where he attended Elmira District High School. He ob- tained a Bachelor of Arts and Masters Degree at the Ontario Agricultural College and now at Oak- wood teaches science. Mr. Watson is married and his hobbies are gardening, skating and his two daughters. Miss M. Yamasaki Miss Yamasaki obtained her Bachelor of Arts Degree at the University of Toronto and had pre- viously attended Parkdale Collegiate. She is now the new addition to our instrumental music de- partment at Oakwood and she also teaches Eng- lish. Some of her hobbies are reading, stamp collecting, photography, and also playing the Koto, which is a Japanese stringed instrument. STAFF CHANGES Due to various promotions and retirements, Oakwood is losing a number of fine teachers this year. We hope that they have enjoyed teaching at Oakwood and wish them continued success in the future. Mr. Dunlevie Mr. Henderson Miss Hounsom Mr. Jackson Mr. Oke Mr. Reynolds Mr. Snell Mr. Stein m working with PETER STILLE and EDDA LUCIC your capable representatives from during this 21st Year of the Simpson ' s Collegiate Club. b )i mpStjA StjnC CANADA ' S YOUTH CENTRE SSISTANT EDITORS EDITOR-IN-CHIEF BRUCE LEWIS ED LEA EDITORIAL The New Party Next Fall, the Co-operative Commonwealth Federation and the Canadian Labour Congress will unite to form a New Party, which they hope will become a third major force in Federal Poli- tics. I do not, however, believe that they will ever be greeted with much more popular support than the CCF. The exponents of the New Party point to British Labour ' s success as exemplary of what can be done with the backing of the Trade Unions. They ignore one very important factor, however. In Britain the Labour Party was formed with one definite purpose: the improvement of the atrocious social conditions of the Working Class. This was a valid goal, a necessary goal; one which the British Labour Party has to a very great extent accomplished. No such urgent need for reform exists in our country today. There is unemployment, great un- employment. But there was greater during the Depression and the CCF did not come to power. In addition, the standard of living of the Canadian working man compares favourably with that of his counterparts anywhere in the world. At present with the improved conditions remov- ing its original driving force, the British Labour Party is splitting under pressure from internal divisions, especially in the fields of foreign policy and defence. In Canada these topics are even more contraversial than in Britain, for Canada is in danger of losing her identity, her wealth, and . all control of her defence to the United States. They have already appeared as cracks in the uni- fied front that the exponents of the New Party are trying to present to the country. Last year, the CCF said Canada should leave Nato. The CLC wants her to remain. The Unions are approving the merger, but far from unanimously. There is another complication in Canada: the Farmers. Politically, Farmers and Trade Union- ists are natural enemies. The only man who wo uld be able to keep them in the Party is Tommy Douglas, five times Premier of Saskatchewan, and holding a great appeal for Farmers, Unionists, and most other sectors of the Canadian population. Elected Head of the CCF last year and opposing Douglas for the leadership of the New Party, is Hazen Argue, a Saskatchewan farmer. He holds little appeal from anyone except the Farmers. One thing the New Party will have that the CCF never did is money. Five cents per month from three quarters of Canada ' s million Trade Unionists would be $450,000 per annum. (The Ontario Liberal Association, incidentally, is chronically in debt.) In the first flush of newness and with Douglas as leader, it will probably gain more seats than the CCF ever did. However, in the long view it will probably never be more than a third, minority power. It will, as the CCF always did, serve to broaden the policies and platforms of the older parties. It may, as the CCF never did, hold the balance of power after the next Federal Elections. It will be a very interesting situation. Whatever one ' s political opinions, one will always agree that a third, left-wing Party is a useful and in- tegral part of the Canadian Political System. rs. Wilson Mr. Dunlevie HUMOUR David Goodman PHOTOGRAPHY ORACLE STAFF STAFF SPONSORS Mara Pavelsons LITERARY Elite Hershorn PUBLICITY Mr. McDonald GRADS Jennifer Page PHOTOGRAPHY Ed Friedberg SPORTS Howard Freedman Sue Axler Merike Lugus Nick Serba VALEDICTORY Mr. Tovell, Members of the Staff, Honoured Guests, Fellow Graduates, It is my honour to-night to say farewell to Oakwood on your behalf. That ' s what a valedic- tory is. Those of us who took Latin all know, of course, that the word valedictory is derived from two Latin words; vale ' which means farewell, and dico, dicere, dixi, dictum , the verb to say ' . But before I do say good-bye, I d like to reminisce a bit. We all know that last year was the 50th anni- versary of Oakwood. As I think over my past five years here, I realize how different and yet how much the same they were from those of the first students at Oakwood. School-spirit, then as now, was on everyone s mind. Editorials in the Oracles deplored the lack of it, or, in rare circumstances, praised the stu- dents for having so much. However I doubt if they ever won the school-spirit trophy as we did. There probably wasn ' t one then. The football teams, or should I say the rugby teams, all seemed to do very well in those days, even with- out such valuable players as our Caput president. They won basketball games in those days too and their hockey team was probably just as good as ours. The girls ' athletics were also pretty exciting. They seemed to win most of their bas- ketball and baseball games but the poor things didn ' t have a swimming pool nor a Miss Duff to coach them. It must have seemed strange not to see any drowned rats around Oakwood. One of the differences between then and now was the costumes. For five years we complained about those horrible blue gym rompers we wore. Be thankful girls; and boys too; the girls in the old days played basketball in baggy middies and long black pleated skirts. Speaking of costumes, that reminds me of the discussions that came up every year about uniforms. They did have them at Oakwood once, those same middies and skirts, very chic! I found out about all these things in old Orac- les. However I wasn t able to find out whether the Oracles came out in time in those days. They certainly didn ' t in ours. I must admit it gets bet- ter every year though. Last year they were out by the middle of June. In Grade nine — well you remember. About Christmas time, Mr. Stewart came into our room with one of his little an- nouncements. This one was about the school magazine, the Oracle, which would be on sale in a few weeks. Being keen and eager to do what we thought was expected of high-school students we all ordered one. When we finally got it we were surprised to find we didn ' t recognize any of the names and events mentioned in it. No wonder! It was the Oracle of the year before. But we must not forget the main reason we were here. Knowledge! Oakwood has always been known for its excellent scholastic record. Three Prince of Wales Scholarships, given to the stu- dent with the highest percent in the province, have been won by Oakwoodites over the years. A look at your program will show you how well we did on our 50th anniversary. And how could we have done it without our teachers. Good teachers seem to be a tradition at Oakwood. For example, the students as far back as 1920 have been lucky enough to have Mr. Jackson. I wonder if he al- ways said Zip, zip! and Get it? Mr. Horning who was then a great football player also came to Oakwood in 1920 and IVlr. O.J. Henderson, our fellow graduate, came in 1927. The science teachers may not have been as advanced in those days, but I m sure they all knew that, when you place a piece of cardboard on top of a completely filled glass of water, the glass can be turned upside down without the water spilling. However I m not sure Mr. Young knows it; at least he never proved it to those of us who were in 9A. He tried, but when he was waving it over Jean Lillie ' s head, the cardboard fell off and the water spilled. I ' m still not sure about that experiment. And as for our principal, well I ' m sure that the first principal at Oakwood didn ' t have Mr. Tovell ' s taste in curtains. Nor was he probably as frightening to newcomers at the school. When we first came to Oakwood, the proverbial little grade-niners, lost in the huge high school, we were struck with awe when we saw Mr. Tovell towering over us, telling us to stop talking. How- ever we soon realized that he wasn ' t really like that and I think I learned earlier than most. Our naughty class had been given a detention, my first, and I was afraid. I got up early, leaving plenty of time, but I had to wait at least twenty minutes for the bus. When I finally got there it was a quarter to nine. I was advised not to go in at all, but to tell Mr. Tovell at noon what had happened. I was also warned that he would be furious, and I would get at least two weeks de- tentions. So at noon, with much trepidation, I walked up to him in the hall and in a quivering voice explained myself. Much to my surprise he was not furious, nor did he give me two weeks detentions. Instead, he simply smiled down on me and said, Oh that ' s all right. I thought some- thing like that had happened. You, who are still here, don ' t get the idea that I am giving you a way to get out of detentions. All in all, I would say Oakwood couldn ' t be beaten fifty years ago and still can ' t. After all what other school has such wonderful opportuni- 10 ties for learning anything and everything. We will always remember the orchestra, the choir, the football games, the Aqua Shows, the dances, and above all, the classes, for what we learned here will go with us for the rest of our lives. Yes, we will always remember Oakwood. And now that we are all separated, some of us out working, and some of us continuing our education, we will look back on our five years at Oakwood and say Thank-you, to you who have taught us to play our part as citizens of a school community and to accept responsibility, and have changed us from those merely eager to learn to those ready to learn, for we won ' t stop now. I think I can speak for us all when I say we enjoyed it here and though we re sorry to leave, we re glad we came. Martha Brewin DEDICATION OF THE NEW FIELD The sale and demolition of Oakwood Stadium, the present site of the Dominion Store and park- ing lot, in the late 1940 ' s dealt a crippling blow to the sports life of the Oakwood district. The Toronto Secondary School Athletic Association was forced to schedule games at the Earlscourt Park dust bowl. Exhibition Park, Maple Leaf Stadium, or east of the Don River. On Thursday, September 29, 1960, a new page was written into the history of Oakwood athletics. The new Oakwood Field was formally opened by the Toronto Board of Education. In the pr esence of the Oakwood and Western Tech football teams, cheerleaders and spectators, Mrs. McBrien cut the double blue and gold ribbons. The new field and crushed brick track have provided a new impetus to football, and track and field events. During the Fall, eight double- header and several single football games were played. Some quarter and semi-finals were held at Oakwood. The Cross Country Team worked out in the mornings at 8:00. The new facilities are providing the greatest benefits to the Physical Education classes in the Fall and Spring. The expanse of green turf is adequate space for maximum participation. Seating accomodation for spectators is lack- ing at the present time. This, however, is under consideration by the Board of Education and bleachers will probably be installed in the near future. The V. I. P. ' s Mary, Carmen, Linda, Julie, Pat 11 AWARD WINNING PHOTOGRAPHS r •• ' V r . 6 ' SJ (Howard Saginur) Op -vv 12 CAPUT EXECUTIVE 1st ROW: Mr. Nicholson, P. Kopstick, Mr. Jackson 2nd ROW: V. Hori, B. M. Stathom THE PRESIDENT ' S REPORT Recognizing the need for a change, if progress were not to be retarded, our Caput of five years ago wrote and adopted a new constitution. Three years ago, the state of affairs was so satisfactory that this constitution went untouched by human hands. Examining our record of 1960-61 it is a rather incongruous one. There were three sets of amendments to the constitution. One was com- pounded of good sense, it moved closer by two weeks the date of Executive electio ns. This re- lieves the burden on those candidates, already toiling in preparation for impending exams. Another smacked of liberalism (extension of franchise for Executive elections to grade 10). And the third, definitely the most interesting was the formation of a Publicity Committee to publicize the Caput and the school . The overtones of this move indi- cate that our august body is becoming increasingly aware of the value of publicity. Let us, therefore examine what Caput is selling and why, indeed, it should be doing so. During the year 1960-61, Caput has been of necessity waging a war against numbers. It has lost its earlier resemblance to a mere debating so- ciety, and as a grandiose conglomeration of voices and opinions resembles a vast, magnificent Assem- bly, wherein strategy, vanity, idealism, conserva- tism, defeat and victory have taken on greater sig- nificance than in previous years. Whether this is symbolic of Caput ' s maturity or lack of it, may be argued either way depending upon whether your political tastes lean to oligarchy or democracy. Is Caput becoming too serious, too sensitive? Is it outdoing itself when it resorts to such unorthodox rules as Committee of the Whole? If so, is this her- esy leading to lethargy and ineffectiveness? Or, is the converse true? Could it be that as a debat- ing society, where informal and dispassionate judgment has more meaning than the interpolation of passion and idealism, common to representative government. Caput could never be an effective voice of the students themselves? Is it not true that politics is essentially the manipulation of power and much more than the registering of indi- vidual judgment? Having raised these questions, it seems to me the middle road would be the best one to follow. Here is the safest ground, and our maturing body has but two ahernatives.lt can turn back the pages of time and become a restricted sort of club, oper- ating by and for a self-interested oligarchy; it can continue to expand until it reaches the point of grandiosity and verbosity, where individual effort is buried and stifled in a melee of empty chatter, massive voting blocks, and decentralisation of power. It would seem, in view of our distaste for either possibility, that Caput must take upon itself a more critical self-analysis, and revise its modus Vivendi. For there are dangers lurking at the door- step, which threaten to enter the temple, and steal its riches. The would-be demagogues and the ac- complished filibusterers must be muzzled. The bonds linking Caput with individual Committees and organizations must be strengthened. Members must make greater efforts at grasping Parliament- ary tactics, since their value as a time-saving de- vice (not to mention their strategic advantage) is progressively entrenched into Caput operations. The student government, which has adopted and applied such techniques contributes inestimably to the school life. Individually students who master basic governmental concepts, and who get practice in the handling of people find in student councils a training ground for a career in law or diplomacy. Collectively, student government is the best pos- sible nursery for developing the qualities needed to understand the complicated governmental struc- ture of the free nations, whose existence, we the citizens of tomorrow shal be called upon to pre- serve. Still despite the basic truth of this obser- vation, student government must eternally contend with the smugly content cynic, who scornfully de- mands: ' What good is Caput? ' This, it seems to me, is the greatest problem facing Caput — it must maintain a high level of the support of the student, it would represent. It must dispel the ignorance and apathy of those who have not learned to cher- ish democratic concepts and ideals, and who po- tentially might destroy it as a result. To accomplish this difficult task. Caput must start with a bit of housecleaning. It must become less complacent and matter-of-fact about what it does and it must further explore what it could be doing. For if it does not, there shall gather weight the conception that it is some sort of puppet king- dom where verbal duels consume time, the outcome of which is approximately nothing. As it is, you have heard this opinion and I ' ve heard it. Is it not true? No, of course not. But this conception persists in its existence, awaiting the day when it shall be the rule. This, then is why a self-appraisal bv Caput of Caput is necessary and is indeed in progress. This is why this year s student administration has instituted a permanent committee (the Publicity Committee) to spread the story of Caput and our school. This is why this committee has recommended education of Caput members in basic Parliamentary procedure as part of a face-lifting programme, to increase its effectiveness and to thus improve the general pub- lic ' s conception of it. This is why a full outline of Caput s achievements has already been presented (continued on page 95) 13 THE MERrT PIN Ernie Weinrib Fran Rintoul Pat Fairman Some people pass through the portals of life without ever having left anything for them to be remembered by. Others by utilizing richly endow- ed capacities or a driving need of self assertion leave a legacy, through which they may be iden- tified by subsequent generations. The irony of this fact is the realization that some people do not look for fame, yet cannot avoid its capri- cious glance. One of the next likeable and genuine persons ever to inhabit the halls of OCI is Ernest F. Weinrib. Ernie s tally at Oakwood is impressive. After completing four years he has been awarded three merit bars for exceeding 85%, and others for his exceptional contributions to the Chess Club and to the Current Events Club. With different interests than Ernie but equally spectacular academic records, Patricia Ann Fair- man will long be remembered as Oakwood ' s first lady of the theatre. With tremendous enthusiasm and painstaking conscientiousness, in four years, Pat has thrice had an average in excess of 85% and has achieved recognition by the Masquers and the Oracle for her valuable contribution to school life. Unforgettable also to those of us who were at Oakwood in the late fifties is energetic Fran Rintoul. Fran had the privilege of being one of Oakwood ' s best known and best liked celebrities. The driving force behind the GAA, Fran has four times been awarded merit bars in this connection, and once by the Caput for her selfless efforts. At commencement, 1960, our principal, on be- half of the students of Oakwood Collegiate In- stitute, publicly acknowledged the valuable con- tributions of these three students to school life by presenting each with the highly revered merit pin. Congratulations Fran, Pat and Ernie. You shall not soon be forgotten at Oakwood. Whatever you ' re saving for — better save at The Bank of Nova Scotia St. Cliir end Oekwood Manager: V. F. SEDGEWICK Compliments of Oakwood Home and School Association 1961 C. GRYFE JUNIOR COMMENCEMENTS In December of 1960, Oakwood held its annual Junior Commencement Exercises. The students looking smarter and more elegant than ever, cheerfully accepted their Intermediate Certifi- cates which signified a major achievement in their educational careers. During the evening, awards were also given out to those students who had done exceedingly well in their studies. Throughout the festivities the band and choir ably entertained everyone in the auditorium. After all the awards had been given out, the students were invited to the games room to dance and partake of refreshments while the adults had tea in the cafeteria. In general the evening was a proud one for all concerned — students, parents, and teachers. SENIOR The Senior Commencement took place on Wednesday evening, November 9th, 1960. As the Oakwood Senior Orchestra, directed by Mr. B. Snell, played the traditional Graduation March, the 77 Honour Graduates and 135 Graduates en- tered the auditorium which was filled to capacity with justifiably proud parents, sisters, cousins, and aunts. Following the Hymn, the Invocation was given by Rev. Stuart B. Coles, B.A., and Mr. Tovell gave the Principal ' s Report. Then came the high- light of the evening — the Address by Mr. F.G. Gradiner, Q.C. Mr. Gardiner ' s speech was both witty and penetrating; using humorous examples and anecdotes, he stressed the need for higher education in this era, and also, as those who were present will recall, the need for doing one s homework . Miss Martha Brewin gave, in the Valedictory Address, an amusing view of five years at Oak- wood, as seen through a student ' s eyes, and even passed on a sure-fire method of escaping deten- tions ! After God Save the Queen while the adults had refreshments in the Cafeteria, the Grads headed to the magnificently decorated games room and enjoyed a very successful dance to bring a very outstanding evening to a close. SCHOLARSHIP AND AWARD WINNERS MICHAEL BAKER - The Ontario Scholarship. SHARON BERNSTEIN-The Ontario Scholarship. EMORY BURKOWITZ-The Ontario Scholarship. SHERI CRAIG _ The Ontario Scholarship. MERETE FROHN - The Ontario Scholarship. ANTHONY GRIFFIN-The Ontario Scholarship. VESNA VLASINICH- The Ontario Scholarship. DAVID HAGOPIAN-The A.W. Dunkley Cup for Scholarship, Character and Sportsmanship, presented by Major A. W. Dunkley. M RTHA BREWIN-The Optima Cup for Scholar- ship, Character and Sportsmanship, presented by the school. MICHAEL BAKER and DAVID HAGOPIAN-The Donald Hamilton Robb Memorial Scholarship presented by Mrs. C. W. Robb. ANTHONY GRIFFIN - The Charles W. Robb Memorial Scholarship presented by Mrs. Malcolm Robb, Q.C. WILFRIED NEIDHARDT - The George Bouck Memorial Prize for Grade XIII Music, pre- sented by Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Bouck. NORMAN KEE - The Midtown Lions Club Scholarship. ALICE LUFT - The Toronto Public School Masters Association Scholarship. ERNEST WEINRIB - The Board of Education Centennial Scholarship for General Pro- ficiency in Grade XII.. JULES KAMIN - The Oakwood Home and School Prize for General Proficiency in Grade XII. BRYNA FARBER - The Board of Education Centennial Award for General Proficiency in Grade XI. HARVEY ZIMMERMAN-The Canadian Daughters ' League Scholarship. JENNIFER PAGE (by reversion)-The Oakwood Home and School Prize for General Proficiency in Grade XI. MICHAEL MARKOVICH (by reversion) - The Jewish Community of Toronto Centennial Award forScholastic Attainment by the United Jewish Welfare Fund. WILLIAM HOGG-The R.A. Gray Memorial Prize for Mathematics and Science, a bequest of the late R.A. Gray. ILA GOODY (by reversion) - The R.A. Gray Memorial Prize for English and History. NORTON ABRAMSON (by reversion)-The W.E. Hanna Prize for History, a bequest of the late W.E. Hanna. PATRICIA FAIRMAN (by reversion) -The Dorothy Kilpatrick Prize for Eng lish. BRUCE HAYHOE (by reversion)-The Mehr Prize for Latin, in memory of the late Bessie Mehr. AWARD— Board of Education Centennial Scholar- ships for General Proficiency. RECIPIENTS - Rosalyn Berman, Jeffrey Fine, Rosalie Silberman, Joseph Weinstock. AWARD— Home and School Association, Prizes for General Proficiency. RECIPIENTS-Florence Silver, Howard Goldberg, Elizabeth Mowat, Douglas Tsuchida. AWARD — Home and School Association Prizes for English. RECIPIENTS - Gaellan Mcllmoyle, Nancy Van Kuiken, Doris Wasserlauf. AWARD-Mrs. M.H. Baker ' s Prize for French. RECIPIENT - Ursula Gottlieb. AWARD — Consul General de France, Prizes for French. RECIPIENTS - Rosalyn Berman, 1st; Patricia Ross, 2nd. AWARD — Girls ' Club Junior Trophy. RECIPIENT - Teresa Patullo. 16 LEN BAUM P. A. — Inter-form sports; B.A.A. P.P. and they said it couldn ' t be done, (they are right — it can ' t) F. -C.A. (or?) BRUCE A. HAYHOE P. A. - None P.P. — Sir, may you use neque neque instead of Nee ... nee F. — Tea Plantation in N. Borneo P. A. BRIAN HEYES — (De La Salle) drum sleeping in corps; school. P.P. — Heyes, are you chewing gum again? F.— Chemical Engineering. (Educated clod) TOM MAUDER P. A. — Entertaining a cer- tain member of I2A.- P.P. — Co-education. F. — Perennial bachelor. WILFRID NEIDHARDT P. A. — Jr. and sr. football; track and field; current events club; U.N. De- legation; citizens ' for- um; cadets; jr. and sr. choir; welfare. P.P. — A certain history mark and teacher on a certain Christmas Ex- amination. F. — University of Toronto and then O.C.E. MICHAEL SMITH P. A. - Sr. football - De La Salle and Oakwood. P.P. — School day is toooo long. F. — University — B.A. RICHARD J. SOMOGYl P. A. — Chess club; current events club; citizens ' forum; cadets; swim team. P.P. — People who don ' t like my exquisite red sweater. F. — Law. BARRY M. STATHAM P. A. — Reading poetry to jazz, reading Caput minutes to jazz, coast- ing (to jazz). P.P. — Conceited persons who stress their middle initials. F. — It lies ahead (Quid sit futurum eras, fuge quaerere.) ERNIE WEINRIB P. A. — Caput; orchestra; chess club; spouters ' club; current events club; citizens ' forum. P.P. — Was there really a riot at the last Caput meeting? F. - U. of T. PAT DIXON P. A. — Jr. and sr. choir; sports; cheerleading; I.S.C.F. P.P. - Pat Smith and I are fellow workers, but we ' re running out of fellows to work on. F. — Nursing. JENNIFER DUCKWORTH P. A. — Volleyball; badmin- ton; archery; swimming; masquers; G.A.A. F. — Nursing. 17 PATRICIA FAIRMAN P.A, — Masquers; G.A.A. Sr. and Jr. choirs; lib- rary club; Aqua Show; Oracle. P.P. — The marathon from the cafeteria to Room 319, is worse than Beacher ' s Brook. F.-U. of T. and the Grand National. ALBA FALCONI P.A. — Leaders; orchestra; interform sports; bad- minton; GAA; girl ' s club F. — Teacher ' s college. MADELENE FERGUSON P.A. — Archery; volleyball; swimming. P.P. — Lockers which won ' t open until the third try and refuse to close. F. - U. of T. ILA GOODY P.A. — Chess club; Oracle; Observer; creative writ- ing club. P.P. — Varium et mutabile semper femina. F. — Osgoode Hall. % ROCHELLE GROSBERG P.A. — Sr. choir; Aqua Show; interform sports; archery; badminton; Oracle. P.P. - Now, Rochelle, I want you to dance the boy ' s part in the rhum- ba today. F. — 1st democratic leader of the U.S.S.R. BAMBI KATZ P.A. — Jr. and Sr. orches- tra; Oracle; Girl ' s club representative. P.P. - But class, 70 mil- lion Germans speak that way. F. — Eating Life Savers in front of my own future students! NADIA KUZMITSKY P.A. — Citizens ' forum; Harbord. P.P. — No, no, don ' t add it up. I want the milk and i4 the muffin from this quarter. F. — Victoria College — teaching or social work ELLEN LAPPIN P.A. — Jr. and Sr. orches- tra; Oracle; thinking of a pet peeve last year. P.P. — Trying to think of a pet peeve. F. — Thinking of pet peeve for everyone else; teaching and H.C. EDDA LUCIC P.A. — Cheerleader; GAA; library club; Aqua Show dance committee; tumb- ling; archery; camera club; Simpson ' s rep; listening to someone rave about her Sugar Daddy. P.P. - What ' s a Sugar Daddy? F. — Finding one ! ! I ENA ORUPOLD P.A. — GAA treas; Eaton ' s rep; Aqua Show; OALC sports; Oakwood 0 ; putting on an act. P.P. — Falseness. F. — Dropping the act and lighting the unlighted lamp. SHERRILL ROWLAND P.A. - High school in BC; Girl ' s Club; Art. P.P. — Peeves and teach- ers ' pointers. F. — University (I hope). ZIVILE STANCIKAS P.A. — Unimportant. P.P. - Why do they call her Bubbles . F. -U. of T. 18 SARAH TWARD P. A. — Library club; mixed badminton. P-P. — A German test to- day, NATURALLY! F. -U. of T. DOM DENTE P. A. — Jr. and sr. football; basketball; choir; push- ball; laughing at Doc- tor Hill ' s jokes; gym- team; in Algebra — picking up the ball in a soccer game. P.P. - What! a baby born with a moustache!!? I don ' t believe it. F. — To die, to sleep, to study, per chance to pass, yes, there is the the rub. JACQUELINE WHAN P. A. - Choir; ISCF; inter- form sports; trying to brain-wash ex-wester- nites. P.P. —These 5-footers who are below you in the halls but above you in class (P.D. ??) F. — Heaven knows, Mr. Allison (courtesy of P. H. S.) MIKE FARENTINO P. A. — O come now man, you know you ' d censor them anyways. P.P. - Rock n ' roll; ban- ning of Graeco-Roman orgies; disallowance of beards at high school. F. — To split from grade 14 post-grad work at OCI and swing out down at the university with the boys who really can make the good sounds. ALLAN FRIEDLAND P. A.— Jr. and sr. orchestra current events club; ci- tizen ' s forum; model UN; Oracle; Oakwood Observer; basketball; cadets. P.P. - F. - U. of T. PATRICK BRADY P. A. — Five years ' of high school at St. Michael ' s College. P.P. — Studying. F. - Medicine at U. of T. PASQUALE GRIECO P.A.— Five years at Del suffering from girl de- ficiency. P.P.— Famous last words: When in doubt, give zero . F.— To become a chartered accountant and make pecunia. ALAN G. KINNEAR P. A. —Writing a best seller The Sex life of a ping pong ball. (2) Trying to read a certain teacher ' s hieroglyphics. P.P.-9C; lOE; HE; 12E; 13B; studies in the as- sembly; and ping pong balls. F.— Ping-Pong captain of the Kanubangi head tribe of the Zangimangi league in East Borneo. JOHN MASON P. A. —Trying to keep warm. P. P. -Cold girls. F.— Looking for the hot ones. JOHN E. MONK P. A. -Left Earl Haig in 1949 — was a book- keeper, a Canuck jock- ey, a building contrac- tor and an unemploy- ment statistic. P.P.-Pat The Hacker Brady ' s dissections in zoology. F.— Chartered accountant or in the lineup at the Scott Mission. GINO NANGINI P. A. —3 yrs. teaching in Rovigo, Italy. P.P.— Recouvrir I ' Ame- rique parce qu ' elle a froid, ayant ete de- couverte depuis beau- coup d ' annees. F.— To learn English well enough so I can con- tinue my teaching car- eer in Canada. 19 TED PICKLES P. A. —A little bit of every- thing, not much of any- thing. P.P.— Don ' t you think Brian is kind of cute? F.-U. of T. DOUG PRICE P. A. —Jr. and sr. football; Jr. and sr. basketball; dance committee; gym team. P. P. -French. F.-U. of T. SHELDON ROSENBAUM P. A. —Junior choir. P.P.— Now that I have marked this trash! I have a few words to say, etc., etc. F.— U. of T. Pharmacy. BRIAN STEIN P. A. —Directing Picnic ; Observer and Oracle staff; gossiping about Lois in geometry class; Penny, Sherry, Liz, Dianne, Sharon, and Ted Pickles in English class. P.P.— French teachers; BLESS THEM ALL. F.— Becoming the new Josh Logan. CHRISTINE DALZIEL P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; AquaShow; life saving; Club 208; TSO; stu- dent council rep. 1960. P.P.— 11 people who tease me in botany class; 21 8 o ' clock sectionals. F.— Teaching and ? ZINA D ' ONOFRIO P. A.— Sr. choir; library club; interform sports; Caput; volleyball. P.P.— Taisez-vous Zina? F. -English, U. of T. and to see the world! DIANE GRELL P. A. —They ' re a secret. P.P.— None. (Believe it or not!) F.— President of Canadian federation of advertis- ing clubs. GILL KETTLE P. A. —St. Clements School; dance committee; mas- quers. P. P. - Gillian, I ' m getting a collapsible gear shift — What for, Gill? F.— General arts at West- ern or U. of T. SUSIE LEE P. A. —Jr. and sr. choir; Club 110; Jr. orchestra; P.P. — Swimming every Thursday morning. F.— Teaching. DIANE McDonald P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; dance committee; Or- acle; lifesaving awards; volleyball. P.P.— Dorothy, where is my purse? F.- Doubtful. QUITA MAINGUY P. A.— Branksome Hall; dance committee; girl ' s club rep., and inter- form sports. P.P.— Being referred to as Nikita . F. — Nursing. MARIANNA MAMULA P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; GAA; interform sports; dance committee; vol- leyball; basketball. P.P.— People (Sharon Mann) who make designs on the attendance pad with their fingernails. F.— Teaching. 20 SHARON MANN P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; interform sports; tumb- ling club; Oracle; dance committee. P. P. -Mr. McDonald ' s sud- den outbursts of Liar and Slave! — it ' s nerve-wracking. F.— Nurse ELIZABETH NIXON P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; girl ' s club; interform sports; volleyball; bas- ketball; badminton; dance committee. Sav- agelyseizing eyes from a crayfish. P.P.— People who criticize the way I take apart my crayfish. F.— Nursing and learning to pull apart a crayfish to perfection. GITA OSTREICHER P. A. —Import from Talmud Torah Eitz Chaim. P.P.- The zoo. F.— Teaching. w DOT PATTERSON P. A. —Jr. and sr.. orchestra; P.P.— People who think I ' m fifteen. F.— Proving I ' m older than fifteen. MARA PAVELSONS P. A. —Library club; bad- minton; Oracle. P.P.— Shrinking violets at dances. F.-U. of T. and then? world citizenship. SISKO RAISANEN P. A.— Finnish Import. P.P.— Not the type. F.-U. of T. JUDITH RETHAZI P. A. —Aqua Show; Jr. Red Cross; library club. P.P.— Youtalktoo much. F.— Teachers ' college — public school teaching. CELIA SIEGERMAN P. A. -Jr. and sr. orchestra; Caput; Observer; and Oracle. P.P.— The trials of another year with Mr. McDonald as form teacher — the second run of first per- iod jokes. F.-U. of T. and the outer world. ANN STOLLERY P. A. —Can ' t be helped. P.P.— Illogical teachers, who call me illogical. F.— Undecided. PATRICIA SYKES P. A. - DP from Western Tech. Comm. Spends most of her time infor- ming Oakwoodites how the upper crust lives (WTO. P.P.— Sir Isaac Newton and The Old Bat . F.-U. of T. within next ten years and then, phys. ed. teacher. CAROL WATSON P. A. —Import from Cayuga High Glee Club; Red Cross and fun. P.P.— Don ' t bug me details. F. -Obtain my BHSc. who knows? with then 21 NORTON ABRAMSON P. A.— Track team; jr. and sr. orchestra; gym team; trumpet band; cadets; president of 13C. P.P.— You ' re no good to me, you ' ll never be able to make your liv- ing from mathematics, I want to know what you can do for yourself, etc., etc., etc. F.— Airline stewardess or nurse. NICK COLAPINTO P. A. —Same as last year. P.P.— Keeping warm in the back seat of John ' s convertible. F.— Ontario Scholarship winner, playingfullback for Meds and selling my body to science. PETER DUCKWORTH P. A. —Stage crew; shooting; Caput Noon-hour Com- mittee; Cadets. P.P.— Grade 9 ' s who don ' t believe sights are re- quired on a rifle. F.— Chemical Engineer; U. of T. RICH FORTNER P. A.— Cadets; gym team; swim team; western Tech. P.P.— Reliquum pax est. F.— Ontario College of Art. STEPHEN FRANKLIN P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; five years of the Jack- sonian regime. P.P.— The Jacksonian re- gime. F.— U. of T., then to take over the Jacksonian re- gime — get me? ELLIOT GRAD P. A. —Concert band; cadet band; nothing else un- usual or exciting. P.P.— You ' re in grade 13 now and I ' m going to force you to do youu ' homework - - or out you go! F.-U. of T. (Medicine) or ditch digger on Univer- sity Ave. MAT GUNTHER P. A. —Trying to sleep, perchance to dream. P.P.- Hamlet F.— Grunt and sweat under a weary life. ALASTAIR HAY P. A. -O.P. P.P. -O.P. F. -O.P. and U. of T. BOB HEBDON P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; chess club; cross-coun- try. P.P.— Teachers who have grudges against bar- bers. F.— Not a chance. CLAUS KIRCHOF P. A. —Had big hopes .... P.P.— . . . until I met Mr. Jackson . . . F.- $3000 yearly .... JIM WILSON (13E) P.A.— Sr. and jr. football; sleeping at hockey prac- tices. P.P.— What does Andrigo do with all those empties? F.— Selling old Nixon but- tons. NILS LOEVENMARK P.A.— Gymnastiques; bas- ketball; rifle team; stu- dent council; BAA and trying to keep awake in math, classes. P.P.— Young girls with cur- fews; math, teachers. F.-U. of T. (Forestry) . . . Life. 22 NIEL McRAE P. A. —From UTS; Masquers ' one act play; running. P.P.— Being called a beat- nik. F.— Thinking. JOEL MILLER P. A. —Oracle; Caput; con- cert band; sr. and jr. orchestra; camera club; intramural sports; dance committee; carrying Mr. Jackson ' s attendance pad. P.P.— How ' d I ever get stuck with Mr. Jackson ' s at- tendance pad? F.— Getting Mr. Jackson to carry the pad himself. % GARY NUMMELIN P. A. — nothing. P.P. — nothing. F. — nothing. GEORGE PRICE P.A.— Interform sports; wel- fare. P.P.-School at 9:00 a.m. F. — Oakwood. WALTER PRINS P. A. —Anything for a laugh. P.P. - To laugh. F. — More laughs. DON ROGERS P. A. —Camera club; welfare committee; Oracle; Ca- put; Oakwood Delegate to the U.N. Geneva Park Conference; citizen ' s forum. P.P.— You name it and I ' ll beef about it. F.— Making my fortune sell- ing packages of dehyd- rated water. PAUL SACHIS P. A. —Choir; Masquers. P.P.— L ' acrobatic obliga- toire dans la salle de gymnastique. F.— Etre professeur d ' acro- batic. MICHAEL SHIER P. A. —Football; gym team; orchestra; Oracle; Ob- server; Caput; dance committee; pushball. P.P.— Sit opposite me in the cafeteria and tell me if she ' s watching me, will you? F.— Ifmy bribe is accepted— m ENZO SIVITILLI P. A. —Cadets; signal corps. P. P. -Well! I see we ' re go- ing to miss a little of the lunch period class!! F.— University? ? ? DAVE SMITH P. A. —Going around in cir- cles P.P.— People who go around in circles. F.— Going around in ever tighter circles. DAVID TOPHAM P. A. —Football; girls; slug- ging Nummelin in Eng- lish class. P.P. — Nummelin F.— Chartered accountancy; women and slugging Nummelin in English class. SHELDON WIGGINS P. A. —Pusher of hot furs. P. P. -Well fry me a bagel and sufferin ' catfish. F.— Most magnificent mod- ern mink maker. 23 SUE GEMMELL P. A. —Inconsequential. P.P.— Euclid and analysis. F.— Philosophy at Queen ' s. BETTY HALL P. A. —Avoiding Oracle reps. P.P.— School photographs. P.- Oblivion. t PAT JOHNSON P.A.-Sr. choir; Club 110; mixed badminton; inter- form sports; dance com- mittee. P.P.— I like everybody. F.- U. of T. FRANCES LeBAR P.A.— Interform sports; aqua show; tumbling; RLSS instructors; award of merit; orchestras; girl ' s club exec; library club P.P.— A certain math, tea- cher in room 304 and science teachers that linger in the 2nd floor halls between 1st and 2nd periods. F.— Nursing in Montreal — if I ever get there. PENNY PEACE P. A.— Havergal College. P.P.— Tradition vs progress F.— Queen ' s Commerce and Finance (?) FAUNA ROTTERMAN P. A. —Interform sports; aqua show; jr. orchestra; RLS instructor ' s bronze medallion. P.P.— 10 pounds of mimeo- graphed French notes in one term. F.- U. of T. SUE WELLS P. A.— Havergal College. P.P.- Dieting F.— Physical and occu- pational therapy at McGill. LUBA ZASKI P. A. —Interform sports; bas- ketball; jr. and sr. vol- leyball; badminton; aqua show; GAA rep. P.P.— People who hate art. F.— Ontario College of Art. ALLAN AARONS P. A. —Nothing to speak of. P.P.— None — I love every- body; I love everything. F.— Probably nothing to speak of. I ' m having a hard enough time with the present to really worry about the future. ROBERT ANDRIGO P. A. -Football; choir; In- tramural sports; col- lecting knee injuries. P.P.— Fullbacks who can ' t tackle after three years of football; giant Finn who thinks I ' m a short swarthy brute. F.— Collecting more knee injuries; beating up giant Finn. h BERNARD BASIL P. A. —Colour party; noon hour sports; pushball; floor hockey. P.P.— A certain chemistry teacher ' s cleats while I write my exams. F. - U. of T. 24 DICK BEAMSH P. A.— Football; basket- ball; gym team; BAA; dance committee; Hi- Y; welfare committee. P.P. - None F. -U. of T. GABOR BENDSZAK P. A.— Track team. P.P.— People who cannot read my writing. F. -U. of T. JERRY BOBER P. A. —Jr. and sr. football; gym team; rifle team; signals; choir; cadets; Ann; pushing trucks at Eaton ' s;knocking over display counters and little old women. P.P.— Mr. Jackson: How did you ever get as far as grade 13, Bober? You haven ' t a ghost of a chance of making SPS! . . . Get me??? ' ' F.— U. of T. engineering at SPS, then on to fame. BILL CARR P. A. —Nat; football; swim- ming; gym team; Aqua Show. P.P.— Goose-eggs and minus marks on exams —Why can ' t we be on the GAA, Miss Capel? F.— Grade 14 course in grass cutting. % BERRY DA VIES P. A. — Immigrant from Western Tech. P.P. - Why don ' t the French learn how to speak English? F.— To establish English as the universal lang- uage and to o vn a tele- phone booth. MIKE ENGLAND P. A.— Gym team: track team;chess; rifle team. P.P.— Life in general. F.- R.M.C. STEPHEN FOREMAN P. A. — Trying to drop German. P.P. — Mr. Young says chemicallySA is worth $L98, but boy, look at her container. F. — Dropping German. % BARRY FRENCH P. A. —Jr. and sr. orches- tra; cross-country team; despising im- petuous urchins. P.P.— If you don ' t pass French authors first term, I ' ll kick you out. F.— Engineering— U. of T. BERNARD GREEN P. A. — Band; jr. basket- ball; cadets; badmin- ton. P.P.— Teaching English. F.-U. of T. H. GREEN P. A. -Football; pushball; intramural sports; com- ing for tests. P.P. — Morning classes. F.— Post-graduate work at U. of 0. (OCI) WILLIAM HOGG P. A. — Failing exams. P.P.— People who have confidence in me to pass my exams. F.— Failing exams at U. of T. GORDON KIETH P. A. — Going over pet peeves to raise my spirit when the Oracle arrives around Christ- mas exam time. P.P. — Collecting said peeves. F.— I ' m lazy! See past act- ivities above. 25 ROBERT LEVY P. A. — Intermural sports; pushball; floor hockey. P.P. — Latin Authors. F. — Latin teacher! CHARLES MORE P. A. —Jr. and sr. football; hockey; referee; BAA; choir; badminton and the Buffalo trip. P.P.— A certain geography class and a certain young lady who speaks Ukrainian, eh, Lydia? F.— Art at U. of T., and then OCE. BOB MUIR P. A. —Just new here but if you want my activities at other schools, see me (13D, R. 215). P.P.— Any American size car. Yea, bugs, anid sports cars! F.G Business Course at Western after grade 13 in 196?. JAMES NAIRN P. A. —Former Vaughanite. P.P.— People who drive the big cars under the speed limit. F.— Departing from high school and entering engineering, at U. of T. JOHN PEPPER P. A. —Swim team; jr. and sr. orchestra; noon hour sports; noon hour ref- eree; gym team; dance committee. P.P. -School. F. - U. of T. MORTON PRAGER P. A. —Football; mixed bad- minton; jr. basketball; two vears Caput. P.P.— I ' ve been in Oakwood for 5 years and I can ' t think of a pet peeve. F. -U. of T. JORMA SALOVAARA P. A. - Track and field; swim team; sr. football. P.P.— Little blondes. F.— ' 64 Olympics (as a spectator?) JOHN SMITH P. A. —Jr. and sr. orchestra; football; track; swim team; gym team; push- ball; BAA Exec; pic- nics; dance committee; raising h— at O.C.I. P.P.— 14 miles of bad road to Danforth Tech., find- ing Nick when I want the top down. F.— Medicine at U. of T.; killing ants at picnics. FRANCES MATKOWSKY P. A. — Sr. choir. P.P. - None. F. — U. of T., Medicine. MOLLY OUTERBRIDGE P. A. —Library club; mixed badminton; volleyball; basketball. P.P. - The number 470. F.— Dental hygiene at U. of T. BARBARA PETERS P. A. —Wouldn ' t you like to know? P.P. — People without a sense of humour. F.-What will be, will be (with a little help). MARY SEBRIAKOV P. A. - None P.P. - None F. — Biochemistry (?) JAY BARKER P. A. —Blasts, boycotting the Paragon and running revolutions against the Paragon and 15if coffee. P.P.— Dave Paragon and his private detectives. F. -Determined by the FBI. GARY BARNES P.A. — Pro Dave-watcher; actively campaigned for 10(f coffee (failed). P.P. — Having mercenary merchants, namely Dave imposing upon the right of lOif coffee. F.— Continue to campaign against Dave and what he stands for. BILL BUCKLEY P. A. —Hunting game of all shapes and sizes. P.P.— People who see a resemblance between a man and a moose. F.— Shooting men I thought were moose. SUS YOSHIDA P.A. — Seven-year mem- bership in the Oakwood Brownies. P.P. — Dissecting Bill Shakespeare; teachers with uncontrollable tem- pers. F.— Ph D in zen Brownism. LLOYD ELLSWORTH P. A. —Cadets; buggiujg Bill. P.P. - I ' ll never tell. F.— Fisherman off the coast of Newfoundland. VINCE CORBETT P.A.— Sr. and jr. orchestra; trumpet band; concert band; Leonia; Joan; Sonia; Margot; Susanna; Brian! P.P. — Mike Farentino; Leonia; Joan; Brian; Pickles ' egg sandwich- es. F.-5 years at OVC, I hope! 9 times without Leonia and Joan. HARVEY FRANKEL P.A. — Gym team; library club; jr. orchestra; lunchour loafers; 8:30 Aces team. P.P.— Lack of female com- panionship in 13 E. F.— Law at U. of T., then a year recruiting for 13 E. -ftH BENNY DEL DUCA P.A. — Native of Italy. P.P. - Chemistry. F.— U. of T. engineering. NICK GEILICH P. A. —Fooling around and all over the place? P.P.— People who don ' t brush their teeth every week. F.— Faculty of Dentistry. BILL DOHERTY PA. — Caput; orchestra; stage crew; cadets. P.P.— Teachers who smile at me. F.— U. of T. engineering. ALAN GIACHINO P.A. — Some football; bas- ketball . . . bench, etc. P.P. — Cigarettes. F.— Mining Engineer at U. of T.; Millionaire. 27 BRUCE GLEESON P.A.— Jr. football; sr. bench warmer; pushball; Eaton rep. P.P.— Brian Stein. People who don ' t believe Pete when he says he ' s g et- ting a French scholar- ship. F.— U. of T., I hope; if not your guess is as good as mine. MEL GOLDBERG P. A.— Swim team; band; cadets. P.P.— Certain persons who persist in their endea- vours to misname me. F.— Engineering. m STEWART GRAYDON P. A. — Basketball; track; Hi-Y;gym team; GIRLS? GIRLS? P.P.— The private stock of Mr. Adams ' ; J. B. ' s blasts; other such things F.— Permanent work for the Board of Education. BERNIE GROSSMAN P. A. —Swim team; interform sports. P.P.— Brian Stein; more pay, shorter hours. F.— Business executive, and T.T.C. token-taker for Dottie Fry. JOE GUTTMAN P.A.— Jr. and sr. orchestra; camera club; track field; N.C.O ' s colour party. P. P. -Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Tovell. F.— Engineering physics at U. of T. PAUL G. HIGG INS P. A. —Way-out trumpeting. P.P.— Post Graduate work at O.C.I., and Ted Pickles and Brian. F. — Blurred. f f LARRY HOBSON P. A. —Dave-watcher; pick- eting the Paragon. P.P.— 15(J cups of coffee. F.— Send Dave into exile. WINSTON M. ISAAC P.A. - Weight-Lifting; table tennis. P.P.— Math; girls; etc. F. — Biology. JULES KAMIN P. A.— Caput; sr. and jr. orchestra; citizen ' s forum; writing grist for Mrs. WilsoiTs mill. P.P.— Is this lesson bor- ing you? What are you going to say? ' Ye87 F.— Either writing more grist or ticket-taking on a moon excursion rocket. I just can ' t make up my mind. JONES LEM P. A.— Figuring out the or- der of my name. P.P.— Sum secundus nulli. F.— A scientist, an astro- loger, or a doctor. F. MESSER P. A. —Orchestra; cadet officer. P.P. — These words. F. - None. HUGH MOESER P.A. ? p.p. ? F. — Money maker. 28 PETER MORAN P.A. — Hockey; football. P.P.— A locker containing every thing but my books, picketing cards included. F. — Dentistry. BILL SIEGEL P.A.— Sr and jr orchestra. P.P.— Fiddle players. F.— Funny? PETER STILLE P.A.— Sr. and jr. football; gym team; cadets; push- ball. P.P. — People who don ' t think I ' ll get a French scholarship. F.— Teaching or pharmacy. RICK WILLIAMS P. A. —Turning up the juke- box in a little round man ' s restaurant. P.P.— Little round men turn- ing down the juke-box. F.— Purge organizer against little round men. Victoria CJollege in the UNIVERSITY OF TORONTO Founded by Royal Charter in 1836 for the general education of youth in the various branches of Literature and Science on Christian Principles As one of the Federated Colleges in the Faculty of Arts of the University of Toronto, Victoria College enrols students in all courses leading to the degrees of Bachelor of Arts and Bachelor of Commerce and preparatory to admission to the schools of Graduate Studies, Divinity, Education, Law and Social Work. In Margaret Addison Hall and Annesley Hall accommodation is available for women students of Victoria College. In the Victoria College Residences accommodation is available for men. Men and Women in Residence may be assisted through Residence Bursaries. For full information, including calendars and bulletins, apply to the Registrar Victoria College, Toronto. FOR THE BEST 1 N SCHOOL INSIGN 1 A B I R K S JEWELLERS 134 YONGE ST. . 33 BLOOR ST. W. COMPLIMENTS OF PAGE BROTHERS PRODUCTS 462 SHERBOURNE ST. TORONTO MANUFACTURERS OF INDUSTRIAL SOAPS AND CHEMICALS 29 FIRST ROW - M. Lugus, I.M. Soots, FORM J- Lytwyn, S. Naskali. SECOND ROW- W. Toll, C. Mauer, J. 1 2 A L. Watt. THIRD ROW - T. Pasman, E. Frie S. Silver, B. Lewis, T Numerous proverbs and sayings have outlasted the wheels of time, and are still heard continu- ously; below is a collection of some famous words of the immortals in 12A. These words, like those of Shakespeare, Milton, and Pierre Berton, will find a place in the minds of men forever. Wendy — My new field to conquer? I must learn to blow smoke rings. Tammy — There ' ll be a meeting on Sunday. Please tell everybody else. Judy — Mme. De Ciry; fermez la fenetre s ' il vous plait. Dace — Dale? Lotty? Daice? Dottsey? Dance . . . no, it ' s DACE if you don ' t mindJ Marie — It ' s simple to balance on a rope if you can keep your balance. Anna-Jean — Oh dear I cut my hair so short that I can ' t get it in to a pony-tail any longer. Sirpa — I ' m so disgusted. Shelagh — I ' m the only one who can play bridge against a dummy and lose. Heather — A. J., don ' t put your locker away. Lynda — Penny collection today. You ve got two and a quarter minutes to get your money. Frances — Disgusting. Utterly disgusting. Ray — It ' s not that I don ' t know the answers; I just don t have the energy to answer! Peter — I only do it because I ' m so fond of Mr. Nicholson. A. Thompson, H. Russel, Dr. Hill, D. Lejnieks, A.J. Moore, Allen, S. Robinson, J. Page, S. Singer, E. Mori, M. Paterson, , P. Birkenbaum, M. Markovitch, R. Reynolds, L. Solish, Anderson. Jeanette — Even though I am the best weather broadcaster in Oakwood, I always wash my hair the day before it rains. Sharon — Chop suey, chow-mein, or sweet and sour spare ribs? Jennifer — But sir, steel wool isn ' t shiny. Elaine — But Herr Lehrer; I can ' t speak any louder ! ! ! Ilo May — (tug, push, jiggle, snigger) — ahem, I disagree. Carmen — What i ' you mean, did I cut my hair yes- terday ! ! ! I cut it everyday ! ! Marilyn — The playoffs! The Stanley Cup! then the world!! Oohh, those Leafs!! (sigh) Zane — I love, love, love math!! (or is it girls?) Bruce — Taisez-vous Bruce! Mais, mais Mme. De Ciry ?? Steve so to speak. Lome — What ' s the answer, Lome? zzzzzzzzz Ed — It ' s really simple, if you just understand it. Tom — Oh, you think my teacher will pass me in French if I send her a Christmas Card? Michael — It ' s simple! The only minute require- ment is brains. Tony — I don ' t understand why he never accepts my answers in die Deutsche Stunde? 30 FIRST ROW — Frances Davey, Linda Kestenberg, Carolyn Patterson, Susan Lind, Maureen Taylor, Lydia Ancuta, Lorraine Bell, Barbara Procter, Elissa Samuel. P PJUJ SECOND ROW - Mrs. Wilson, Kathy Amemori, Rebecca Mandlebaum, Joyce Earl, Bryna Farber, ' ' ' Sarah Jones, Rochelle Fleischmann, Joe Bimblich. l Q THIRD ROW - Bill Wolfson, Jerry Cooper, Stanley Grabowski, John Wells, John Bailey, Victor Hori, ' ■ ■ Gunther Chabinski, Paul Magnin, Ted Reid. FOURTH ROW - Barry Cleveland, Paul Pecknold, Ian Robertson, Ted Nurmse, Rick Glover, Ulrich Haussmann, Harvey Zimmerman, Robert Bertram, Edgar Lea, Larry Gutzin. John Bailey-That blonde guy who sits beside me in English and gets US into trouble with his jokes. Robert Bertram— 5 day school week. Suggestion: Ca- put propose a four-day school week. Joe Bimblich — Teachers who think our class is SO-0-0-0 VULGAR Gunther Chabinski — Guys who ask 35 girls to go steady. Barry Cleveland-I only dislike that which I do not like, but on the other hand, I truly dislike every- thing that I don ' t like. Jerry Cooper-People (especially B.W.) who come to me with their problems without giving me the money Ann Landers gets. Rick Glover-School ' s not so bad. It ' s the principal of the thing. Stan Grabowski— Why are school desks so uncom- fortable? Ulrich Haussmann— Teachers who do not believe in perfect algebra exams. Vic Hori— Dislikes girls with frowsy hair, or no hair at all. Paul Magin— People who mispell or mispronounce my name— especially when they say Muggoo...eh, F.D. Ted Nurmse-People who find blonde hairs on my sweater. Ian Robertson-They ' re gentlemen in class, but kil- lers when playing pushball. John Wells-People who don ' t like Toronto ' s great- est football team ... the fabulous Argonauts. Bill Wolfson - People who think I can ' t catch. Harvey Zimmerman-Only 3 minutes between classes. Lydia Ancuta— P: Listening to Nick ' s lectures in 313 daily. F: Giving Nick ' s lectures to under privileged girls. Lorraine Bell— (um-i-um) — 0, have I got a problem!! Frances Davey — Paul Muggoo, and a few others I won t mention. Joyce Earl— Lugging my horn around and having someone ask me if it is a collapsible piano. Bryna Farber— I think there should be either lower tables or higher chairs in the cafeteria Rochelle Fleischmann— Losing races in chemistry to Lorraine. Ruth Hershfield — Busses that make me late- Sarah Jones— Coming for 3 eight o ' clock sectionals when there ' s only one— thanks to my friends. Linda Ricky Kestenberg— People who keep in- sisting that I ' m selling and not collecting. Susan Lind — People who call me Susie. Rebecca Mandlebaum— Ah, yes, Mrs. Wilson, it ' s all very clear to me now. I bring ' Hamlet ' the first two periods, then the next three I bring prose. Kathy Amemori— My ' friends ' always tell me about tests about 5 minutes before they begin. Carolyn Patterson — I have true-blue-to-the-end friends— if I have something they want. If I want something, it ' s the end. Barbara Proctor— The rickety old seat in chemistry that I sit in. Elissa Samuel— A flau tist playing around in the bass clef. Maureen Taylor— Why don ' t chemistry experiments ever work out? 31 FORM 12C HHSl |{(1 — Florence Zadkin, Doris Schmida, Sharon Dixon, Mr. Gilbert, Catherine Annis, Joy Nimmo, Heather Wilkins, Sue Cheshire. SFXOND ROW — Pat King, Jean Alexander, Betty Popik, Joyce Little, Clara Maye, Doris Carter. Tlllltn ROW — Ken Wilson, Peter Yeats, John Rusynyk, Stan Haliniak, David Goodman, Gerry King, John Waszut, Bob Home, Howard Freedman. FOURTH ROW - Terry White, Paul Tibault, Ron McCarten, Garry Milley, Doug England, John May, Nick Serba, Chris Kitts, Robie Allen. Gayle Atkin— People who almost get through, but not quite. Sharon Dixon— Gym teachers who keep you late. Cathie nnis — Why are people always broke Wed- nesday morning? Joy Nimmo — The ring with the white tape?? W. H. H. S. Jean Alexander— Teachers who insist on open win- dows. Sue Chesire— Having second floor restrictions for two years in a row. Doris Schmida— Algebra teachers who teach grade 13 in grade 12. Peter eats— Experiments that don ' t work in chem- istry. May Zadkin— People who call me a brain ! ! Chris Kitts— My mature friends. Nick Serba— Choir practice will be only 15 minutes. Terry White— Ceux qui pense que je suis un mort canard comme un etudiant francais. Stan Haliniak— People who borrow my homework and complain about my writing. Ken Wilson— People who say But Ronnie Stewart is an exception . Ron McCarten — Cold showers and teachers who aren t there when they should be. Garry Milley— Teachers who play bongo drums. Pat King— People who don ' t know what a drum corps is. John Rusynyk— But I don ' t want to refer to the ap- pendix. Dave Goodman— Teachers who wake me up during class. Howard Freedman— Good looking girls who won ' t join the camera club. Doris Carter- Dislikes people who ask the obvious, not mentioning any names. Betty Popik— Teachers who complain about people who sit with their backs turned just to be com- fortable. Clara Mayer— English teachers who kick. 32 _ __ FIRST ROW — Esther Landau, Fern Schwartz, Phyllis Kopstick, Mr. Dunlevie, Marie Hori, Mary FORlVl Riddell, Esther Tward, Patricia Ross. mf m SECOND ROW — Martin Friedberg, Howard Goldberg, Henry Silver, Theodore Sasaki, Patrick Gani, 1 J Alexander Birnbaum, Theodore Gould, John Barz. THIRD ROW - Michael Stein, Jeffrey Fine, Allan Irving, Jan Van Oordt, Paul Stott, Howard White. John Barz— Doesn t that finger get tired in history? Alexander Birnbaum— Rafer Johnson : I gave up my night life for sports. Jeffrey Fine— Get that leg out of the aisle. Martin Friedberg— Ed — I mean, Martin. Patrick Gani— But sir, pouffer is a verb. Howard Goldberg— Greenberg, how much time did you spend on your history last night? Theodore Gould— In Music Night?! am Music Night. Allan Irving — According to Darwin Theodore Sasaki— You read the Bible this morn- ing, Pat. Henry Silver — 12 D ' s little milk-man. Michael Stein— You must be here mentally as well as physically. Paul Stott— I still think dead is an adverb. Jan Van Oordt— Chemistry notes! What chemistry notes ! Howard White-E=MC2 . • . E=M (185,855) Marie Hori- Mumble a little louder. Phyllis Kopstick — Your piccolo is flat for a change. Esther Landau— No, Esther, our basket is at the other end of the court. Gaellan Mcllmoyle— Friends, Romans, countrymen, Lend me your ears. Mary Riddell - Mr. Jackson; What! Only 98 in algebra, Mary? Patricia Ross— St. .Andrew ' s day is over so why the kilt? Fern Schwartz — But, sir, I don ' t want to play trombone! Esther Tward— But, sir, I ' m not Sarah, 1 m Esther. 33 FIRST ROW - Miss Warren, A. Top, J. Gigal, D. Adler, J. Farnady, K. Maksymovich, C. Jurczak, S. Gigal. CODiUl SECOND ROW - J. Mann, P. Kushniryk, W. Cygan, E. Roth, K. Francis, F. Sakus, C. Smith, P. r lvlVl Katz, S. Crosby. IOC THIRD ROW - B. McFarquhar, S. Ball, B. Payton, S. Siedel, T. Beattie, J. McKee, P. Scully, IZt H. Sayles. FOURTH ROW - B. Clucas, B. Mclntyre, C. Nelson, P. Broadmore, D. Pritchard, C. Maclntyre. FIFTH ROW - A. Valve, J. Howe. pere FIRST ROW - E. Newell, L. Avenus, V. Neyman, J. Wingerson, Mr. Reynolds, B. Knowles, B. Gorman, R. Roberts. SECOND ROW - E. Tunstead, H. Wiseman, Y. Bernstein, D. Butcher, H. Galilee, P. Smith, F. PQI YI Martin, C. McCready, K. Tung. TfflRD ROW - B. Douglas, D. Stiles, R. Grabinsky, Wm. Gordon, Wm. Schneider, K. Sutherland, 2F - D ' ' ' ' J- McCuUoch, H. Troper. FOURTH ROW - J. Hunter, E. Pospischil, A. Ruben, P. Tangheri, B. Warren, R. Panasiuk, D. Prout, J. Ball. FIFTH ROW - N. Hynds, I. Ross, R. Robertson. John Ball — Storming of the bastille. Barry Douglas — Longer lunch, shorter periods. Michael Driver — Short lunches. Garry Frazer— Creaky houses and cold extremeties. William Gordon — Wednesday morning. William Grabinsky — Everything John Hunter — Everything. Neil Hynds - Still Marlowe. James McCulloch — Trying to get to hockey practice. Raymond Panasiuk— Why must I always suffer? Emil Poposchil — Well, I never. Don Prout — People who beat me out for first in line. Reg Robertson — Some year I ' ll make it. Ian Ross — Life in general. Allan Ruben — Female guitar players and eating at the Paragon. William Schneider — Roaming halls at OCI. David Stiles — I ' ll never tell. Keith Sutherland — Girls. Pasquale Tangheri — Classical music, deter- iorating among teenagers. Harold Troper — Ha, ha. Kai Tung — Hi Doc. Barry Warren — No coffee breaks. Lila Avenus - People who ask me if I have a pet peeve. Yarmila Bernstein — Certain geography teachers who say I ' m a trouble maker. Dorothy Butcher — All those stairs. Heat her Galilee — People who haven ' t heard of T. L. Kennedy High. Barbara Gorman— I ' ll get to teacher ' s college yet Barbara Knowles— Bingo, Bongo to you too. Boo Boo! Carol McCready — Picnics at 8:00 a.m. in Dec- ember with harrassed producers. Evelyn Newell — Beaverton ' s too far away. Vera Neyman — I want a volunteer, You ! Ruth Roberts— People who ask me who George is. Pat Smith — Pat Dixon and I have been fellow workers at Oakwood for five years now, we ' re running out of fellows to work on. Eileen Tunstead— People who say that I have to stand twice to make a shadow. Jennifer Wingerson— That Canadian high hurdler. Hazel Wiseman — People who make fun of my laugh, tennis and chemistry. 35 11A We are always smiling and this is true, For, you see, in Mr. Stein ' s room we add 2 and 2. Mudrick is always kidding dear Mrs. Shime, And to Miss Warren ' s room, the girls are never on time. Bikinis and girls are Frank ' s a La Carte, And in criticizing people Vlado has a good start. Willy and Wally, dilly and dolly These two never seem to mix up in folly. Kay is refined, so delicate in frame While Linda ' s a horror, far too wild to tame. And of course Fritz ist unser Deutscher Mann Joan and Phil are the latest in maths. Nests are a style when it comes to Joan s hair And Terry is always complaining of TTC fares. Eugenio is our petit Italiano Who is trying to learn-o English-o like us-o. Steve is our clown. Jack ' s on the team And in basketball we have a good team. In Latin, on Monday, Mr. Brooks shouts, ' Awake! While our poor bleary eyes look on just for his sake. The rest, well, we are part of this group Who got together this mess Just to amuse you. FIRST ROW: Mr. Brooks, E. Ollino, E. Fabian, S. Nemerowsky, L. Plaskett, C. Gnoinski, E. Gary, K. Lansley, T. Patullo. SECOND ROW: M. Tucker, A.M. Tammy, F. Robson, A. Sutton, V. Lang, L. Mikkloc, K. Frost, R. Berman, J. Spendick, C. Luvisotto. THIRD ROW: A. Mudrick, B. Hoff, V. Dessanti, J. Krabi, F. Somogy, E. Marotta, F. Rumo, P. Lander, J. Watson, S. Elku. 11 B FIRST ROW: P. Spears, J. Pryzlak, J. Moffatt, H. Chomolok, F. Silver, J. Ouchterlony, J. Savage, B. Cruden, Miss Lyall. SECOND ROW: A. Maclntyre, E. Eisen, S. Takasaki, J. Moffatt, N. Arnup, J. Swan, H. Kornblum, B. McKay, J. Wilner. THIRD ROW: D. McGahey, 0. Burak, R. Walter, Z. Pahuta, G. D ' Onofrio, T. Robson, L. Cline, L. Meslin, F. Hutcheson. FOURTH ROW: B. Stiles, B. Briggs. Jennifer Moffatt: Not very faithful, Julie. Ouchterlony: 666 feet high and risin ' . Pryzlak: How ' s old faithful, Jeff? Silver: I wonder where the other marks went. Spears: Juliet. Miss Lyall: Comment-dit-on ? Briggs: Why don ' t they make pens with filter tips? Burak: Maynard wouldn ' t do that! Cline: Who stole my Opti-money? D ' Onofrio: What car shall we try out to-night, boys? Eisen: That went over like a ! Hutcheson: Taste good, Freddie? Kornblum: Well, I guess so! Lewis: Oboe reeds with lipstick on them. Maclntyre: Romeo. McGahey: Wouldn ' t that rot your socks McKay: Teachers that make me stand up when I answer. Meslin: Dynamite. Pahuta: Well like Robson: Why doesn ' t school start at 9:15 -that ' s when I get there! Stiles: Can I borrow your French homework? Takasaki: Why does he go cross-eyed when we take up lenses in physics? Walter: Class chauffeur. Wilner: Blank Blank etc. Blank Blank Arnup: Knows more than she lets on. Ayling: Sweet little 16. Chomolok: Get serious. Cruder: llB ' s Florence Nightingale. Garfinkel: Takes holidays from home and goes to school. Moffatt: What does UTS have that Oakwood doesn ' t? Savage: Is that right, eh? 36 lie FIRST ROW: M. Dale, B. Sheitl, M. Keith, P. Horner, H. Grad, L. Bowie, C. Sharps, G. Limebeer, Miss Dunlop. SECOND ROW: S. Rossi, D. M. Sharpe, S. Axler, C. Baylis, S. Williams, T. McLuhan, A. Hargreaves, J. Love, J. Semenuk, G. Wilkins. THIRD ROW: J. Trusler, J. Drennan, B. Doherty, R. Howitt, S. Ciacci, B. Gonsko, E. Lang, B. Thomson. FOURTH ROW: J. Reid, P. Hussler, J. Kerr, P. Reynolds, R. Manser, B. Hellings. Sue Axler: Five Feet High and Rising. Caroline Baylis: You Are My Sunshine. Linda Bowie: The Shape I ' m In- Sam Ciacci: You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby. Marilyn Dale: Sweet Little Sixteen. Bob Doherty: Argo ' s future prospect. Jim Drennan: The Way I Walk. Ben Gonsko: There Is Only One of You. Bill Hellings: Billy, Billy, Went A-Walking. P. Horner: Don ' t Let the Sun get in Your Eyes. Rod Howitt: G. I. Blues. Pete Hussler: Mama Teach Me to Dance. Bruce Kalbfleisch: I know I ' m wrong, but Margaret Keith: My Baby Loves a Western Movie. Jim Kerr: Oakwood ' s bass section. Eric Lang: My Boy, Flat-top. Glennis Limebeer: Some Day my Prince Will Come. Judy Love: Love is a Many Splendored Thing. Ron Manser: The Ballad of Ronnie. Terry McLuhan: Teacher ' s Pet. Jim Reid: Where the girls Are. Paul Reynolds: Tall Paul. Sergio Rossi: Don ' t Be Cruel. Bridget Scheitl: Oh, Oh, I ' m Falling In Love Again. June Semenuck: June is Busting out All Over. Cindy Sharpe: My Secret Love s No Secret Any More. Donna Mae Sharpe: With a Song in My Heart. Bryan Thomson: It Only hurts for a Little While. Jim Trussler: Well, I ' m Available. Gerald Wilkins: In My Little Corner of the World. Susie Williams; Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue. Hilda Grad: I ' m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter. Anne Hargreaves: Annie Get Your Gun. Miss Dunlop: The classroom ' s leading Lady. 11D Ferri: Who invented homework? Gasparini: Ambition— to complete an answer before my voice cracks. McKellar: Good things come in little pack- ages. Eh, Weasel? Marsh: But I DID get a haircut! Moir: Whose is nicer, MINE or Reid ' s? Pickles: Our White Rose driver of the week? Rossi: Vivo, Signorina ' s Song. Scott: Stu, Look Out!! - CRASH. Stephens: Charla!!! Taylor: Ambition— to try to get money, even a a penny out of these cheapskates!!! Varep: Mom, I want to go to Malvern! Vegh: Devil or Angel? We know — Do You?? Yasuda: Who ME? Armstrong: Past: Jerry, Present: Jerry, Future: Guess Who?? Blonski: But I wasn ' t flirting with Mr. Simpson! Chalmers: Those crazy sport jobs, bombing around at noon. Dorish: Is a boy 6 ' 2 too tall? Henderson: Sniffles and chuckles. Hershorn: Honest, I ' m not fickle! I know what I want! Hindley: Are you with us, Darlene? (Physics) Knibbs: Shhhh, it ' s a big secret. Madwan: I ' m past the stage of writing Barry ' s name all over my books. Mint: If at first I don ' t succeed — I QUIT. Un- less someone talks me out of it. Nussbaum: Ellie, did you remember the cand- ies toDAY? Parker: I ' m NORMAL I think!!! Babcock: But, sir, on our farm Cowan: You too can get 100% in math. . Dean: Gary, prenez votre livre et sortez! . Ferguson: Hey? Has anyone got his French done? FIRST ROW: H. Nussbaum, D. Hindley, D. Knibbs, S. Dorish, Mr. Hepburn, A. Armstrong, L. Blonski, S. Henderson, I. Petryk. SECOND ROW: E. Hershorn, D. Pickles, S. Scott, N. McKellar, G. Dean, H. Bogart, D. Ferri, B. Taylor, L. MacEwan. THIRD ROW: B.Brown, B. Yasuda, J. Marsh, A.Rossi, R. Cowan, D. Ferguson. FOURTH ROW: B. Boag, B. Parker, R. Varep, J. Browning, N. Stephens. B. Boag: Hey, Brian, what ' s new?? re: D. K. H. Bogart: Ambition— to become an actor. J. Browning: Our class (half) wit! D. O. Charles: PEACE! 37 11E B. Heath: What ' s the attraction at Ryerson? M. McLuhen: Slowly drowning in the sea of knowledge. H. Fox: Who phones late at night? N. Morris: A little more volume, Please. C. Harte: Ran into some turbulent weather. S. Dunkelman: She likes to MARValat all the boys. J. Barnsley: Silent class member. B. Creser: Little Miss Giggle. V. McBain: Who know??? L. Savlov: Intellegence centre. B. Reid: Payola Patsie. S. Tanaka: Ambition— Hockey star; No ice. H. Bloomberg: Roving class member. J. Orefice: EENcome Tex! G. Murray: Who sat beside her at Earl Haig? R. Gibbons: Class fan in hockey. D. Webb: Still available. A. Freedman: Frustrated intellectual. J. Brickman: But Sir! G. Goldberg: Dreamlover. R. Kuabara: Our football star. J. Cohen: Whose room is he in after school? D. Whitson: Wanna Run around the School. D. Kosoy: Showboat (SHOW OFF) T. Brace: Future disc jockey. D. Coles: What ' s the attraction down at the lakeshore? S. Crammer: I Disagree. M. Morton: All Canadian Boy. E. Nagy: What ' s the attraction in sticks? N. Miskin: Miskin, you lazy oaf! B. Rudland: The Backoff kid. FIRST ROW: Mr. Simpson, B. Heath, M. McLuhen, H. Fox, N. Morris, C. Harte, S. Dunkelman, J. Barnsley, B. Creser, SECOND ROW: V. McBain, L. Savlov, B. Reid, S. Orefice, G. Murray, R. Gibbons. THIRD ROW: D. Webb, A. Freedman, J. Brickman, J. Cohen. FOURTH ROW: D. Whitson, D. Kosoy, T. Brace, D. Coles, S. Crammer, M. Mor- ton, E. Nagy, - ABSENT: N. Miskin, B. Rudland. Tanaka, H. Bloomberg, J. G. Goldberg, R. Kuabara, FIRST ROW: B. Tauaville, M. Mazeu, S. Thomas, M. Nix, Mr. Gordon, B. Rice, M. Smith, D. Faretino, S. Bunkman. SECOND ROW: E. Cooper, S. Bannister, H. Cardella, N. Seminie, G. Lukawitz, B. Train, E. Hineman. THIRD ROW: M. Pyatt, R. Rushford, P. Gustavson, R. Zucchetti, J. Valk. 11F Ernie C— Mrs. Shime, I have a question. Peter G.— People who say, Does he or doesn ' t he ' John J. — I ' m a student. Reg. R. - I L-O-V-E French. Bob T. —Seeing Mr. Wright in Physics class. Jim V. — De — Spider. Rick Z.— I don ' t think so, sir. Eric H— Le Tenue des livres et dactylographie Mme. M.R. Brock. Marshall P. - CARS. Sue B.— Teachers who don ' t believe I was ill. Sara B.— They said it couldn ' t be done— Physics. Helen C— Still haven ' t got my T. R. 3. Donna F. - O.C.I. 9 - 3:20. Galila L.— People who say, you don ' t speak good English . Marilyn M. — Getting up in the morning. Bet. T. - Dave ! Marion N. — Then I don ' t know, Sir. Sharon T.— People who say I ' m always late. Betty R. — Underwood Typewriter. Margaret — Rickey? Who ' s he? Nada S. — Teachers who contradict my dictionary. 38 10A FIRST ROW: Mrs. Shime, K. Wilson, H. McCorriston, L. Morgan, D. Pasken, M. Walton, R. Adler, U. Goetlill. SECOND ROW:C. Malowane, M.Woodside, I. Rutkowski, S. Rosenburg, J. Maduch, J. Geity, G. Lewis, L. Beauchamp, L. Golding, C. Gaaoutses, S. Gaby THIRD ROW: M. Wright, T. Maniaci, W. Lubowsky, J. Brent, I. Grynberg, G. Eisen, Einstein, A. Burger, S. Ackerman, A. Bernstein. FOURTH ROW: C. Taylor, B. Zon, R. Sharawawa, G. Segal, H. Schipper, M. Harendorf, T. Ferlis. S. Adaskin: First it was horses, now it ' s boys. N. Marsden: Drops in now and then, but not on test days. 10B Mrs. Shime: This is democracy with me firmly in control. K. Wilson: Silent, but deadly. H. McCorriston: Just call me mama. L. Morgan: The big act. D. Pasken: Oh Dianna OH! M. Walton: Ball-Mary ' s falling into sin. R. Adler: So you have a voice after all. U. Goetlill: What ' s the matter with lOB boys? C. Malowane: Sweet and innocent? M. Woodside: Hey Alec! I. Rutkowski: It ' s not age that counts. S. Rosenburg: Long bows please. J. Maduch: But sir, I ' m nervous. J. Geiy: You can sleep in French, but don ' t snore. G. Lewis: A boy a day is the very best way. L. Beauchamp: Funny you asked me the only question I haven t done. L. Golding: Too nice for comment. C. Gaaoutses: Me too, Jonice. S. Gaby: My next school is U. T. S. M. Wright: Blue eyes, blond hair, but. T. Maniaci: Monsieur, je n ' ai pas hear. W. (Walds) Lubowsky: Out of this world. J. Brent: One track mind girls. I. Grynberg: Irv, slower please. G. Eisen: A Latin lover and an American. Einstein: What a lie. A. Burger: Red-Hot. S. Ackerman: Girls! What are they? A. Bernstein: Me first Teddy, pullease. C. Taylor: Post-graduate. B Zon: First Freddy, now Curley. R. Sharawawa: Silence is virtue. G. Segal: BEET - brust. H. Schipper: Only thinks when he has to. M. Harendorf: Sign of identification. T. Ferlis: Ferloop; my name is being demoral- ized. B. Fisher: I ' ts all Greek to me. A. Medri: Only his hairdresser knows for sure. E. Hennessey: But Mr. Snell sir, I know! D. Franklin: Late to bed, late to rise. R. Janzen: Our village Corner Club Rep. (Lush) N. Cable: Have you seen MY Cadillac? J. Jerrett: A hearse and a girlfriend What more can a guy want? G. Cable: I don ' t come late. It ' s just that school starts early. M. Singer: Our Monsieur . J. Lilley: Thfeir feuds are fast and furious. D. Watton: Their feuds are fast and furious. M. Zelewicz: He keeps his Zele-WITZ about him H. Berholz: Mrs. Daly ' s pet peeve. B. Rauenbusch: Satchmo Rauenbusch. B. Franklin: I ' ll take care of it. I ' m the President. P. Duke: Our hero sigh cough. B. Amos: His axiom: All things are equal, are equal H. Saginur: But Mr. Snell, I ' m never wrong! L. Stein:I ' m not small! Everyone else is a giant. K. Miller: Back to the roaring twenties. H. Vocilka: She will never be a Harry James. L. Chappell: Our party gal. D. Fielder: Sir, it snot me, it ' s the instrument. D. Marchment: Miss Clairol, in person. D. Shewchuck: Oh, crazy!! R. Nagami: Whisper a little louder, please. P. Reid: Our own, Sioblan McKenna. C. Aitken: Do you think I ' ll last the week with- out a Big Ten. Mr. Inch: O.C.I ' s own Gary Moore. P. Langely: Benny Goodman is almost as good as I am. L. Panzer: I don ' t care if it is five cents a day, I charge ten. H. Gabrilow: Pet Peeve: Individuality. M. Turshan: Our own Harlem Globetrotter. FIRST ROW: R. Nagami, P. Reid, C. Aitken, Mr. Inch, P. Langely, L. Panzer, H. Gabrilow, M. Turshan. SECOND ROW: B. Amos, H. Saginur, L. Stein, K. Miller, H. Vocilka, L. Chappell, D. Fielder, D. Marchment, D. Shewchuck. THIRD ROW: G. Cable, M. Singer, J. Lilly, D. Watton, M. Zelewicz, H. Berholz, B. Rauenbusch, B. Franklin, P. Duke. FOURTH ROW:B. Fisher, A. Medri, E. Hennessey, D. Franklin, R. Janzen, N. Cable, J. Jerrett. 39 IOC FIRST ROW: Miss Duff, R. Rosen, F. Kay, B. Silverstein, N. Van Kuiken, R. Diedrich, C. Baker, H. Hawrysio, E. Mowat, A. Kolkiewitz. SECOND ROW: B. Armstrong, J. McCaul, M. Mahood, E. Gay, L. Christian, R. Wilton, D. Truant, N. Wells, L. Burritt. THIRD ROW: J. Allen, K. Coles, P. Graham, D. Giles, E. McCullough, J. Galica, S. Freedman, B. Constable, B. Toll, M. Chrus. FOURTH ROW: M. Rosenburg, B. Burritt, M. Top, M. Perry, J. Barbowski, A. Kovaloff, B. Pritchard, T. Cowan, M. Ellis. Regina Diedrich: I ' m going to act my age. Carol Baker: How tall is she? Helena Hawrysio: Only 99% ? Too bad! Elizabeth Mowat: Human univac. Michael Rosenburg: Ah, I disagree, Bill Burritt: Strong, silent type. Michael Top: Trez bien, trez bien. Michael Perry: Baby face. John Babowski: I ' m a doll. Alex Kovaloff: Can I borrow your Latin? Bruce Pritchard: What ' s Penny Collection? Tony Cowan: Which position was that? Michael Ellis: Margaretha, my dear. James Allen: Pixie. Kennedy Coles: Looks impotent, but! Peter Graham: Don ' t call me Uncle Fritz! David Giles: What, me worry! Ernest McCullough: Quiet. John Galica: Looks over glasses instead of through them. Steve Freedman: I don ' t know. Barry Constable: Doesn ' t say much. Brian Toll: I love me truly. Michael Chrus: Cute. Brenda Armstrong: You ' re mean. Judith McCaul: ' 1 won ' t laugh. Hee, hee. Marilyn Mahood: Takes Driver ' s lessons. Elaine Gay: Luke at the buke. Lenor Christian: Oh, you ARE cute. Ruth Wilton: Yes, he ' s still in the library. Deanna Truant: You ' re bad, all bad. Nancy Wells: Well-1-l-I- Lilian Burritt: Good kid. Miss Duff: A real Doll. Rene Rosen: Such a big voice from her already yet. Fern Kay: Slow talker. Brenda Silverstein: No, you can ' t borrow my book. Nancy Van Kuiken: Would you please re-repeat that? Anna Kolkiewitz: (absent) 10 D Bob W. — All Canadian boy. Russell S. — I Disagree. Rod L. — Georgina is real cute. Bob K. — Don ' t call me Robert. Victor M. — All the girls just love him. Blair S. — Can I borrow somebody ' s homework? Werner W. — Sehr Gut. Derrek H. — Our sportsman. Bill C. — Teachers love him. Dick B. - But, Mr. Oke. Jim B. — He wears glasses. Fred A. — 4 - 1, Oakwood. John H. — Quiet Douglas T. — Our football hero. Jerry J.- J. J. J. J. J. Aarne T — Nice! Michael T. — A Real cool cat. Glen M. — A Scotsman! Bruce A. — A Beatnik! Robin T. — Spring is here. Mary R. — Grandstand player. Carol S. — Another one. Jane S. — Four score and April S. — May Rob. Regina: — Queenie. Nancy S. — James Fitz James. Ann C. — Import from Havergal. Linda B. — A good fellow. Eleanor R. First Lady. Harry W. — Hockey Star. Esther K. — Oakwood Observer. Anne M. — Housing Development. Elizabeth A. — Lizzie. Anne D. — David Ann. Marie J. — Not the type. June R. — July Flintstone. Lucy K. — I love her. Mary M. — Here comes the McGroom. FIRST ROW: E. Kartzowitz, A. Mason, E. Ainslie, Mr. Stein, A. David, M. Jak- olski, J. Rockliff, L. Kacharski, M. McBride. SECOND ROW: R. Timmerman, M. Rutherford, C. Sturgess, J. Suzuki, A. Steele, Regina, N. Searle, A. Cottingham, L. Bonhomme, E. Roebuck, H. Weisbaum. THIRD ROW: D. Bertram, J. Brown, F. Armstrong, J. Hustler, D. Tsuchida, J. Jordan, A. Tori, M. Thys, G. Macklin, B. Attikin. FOURTH ROW: B. Weir, R. Steventon, R. Lawson, B. Koledin, V. Moncarz, B. Slade, W. Weiss, D. Hines, B. Crompton. 40 10 E FIRST ROW: Mr. Bannister, J. Amort, M. Rosenberg, S. Keeffe, L. Longworth, D. Tadiotta, R. Westby, R. Mori, J. Nicoll. SECOND ROW: H. Neiger, E. Gural, M. Rota, P. Zitney, E. Doddato, D. Kinnear, T. Jacobsen, K. Charlton, M. Neiger. THIRD ROW: M. Lukawitz, M. Donnarumma, D. Bowers, D. Webster, T. Toikkan- en, E. Tamme, R. Schibler, B. Cleveland, B. Antonyshyn. FOURTH ROW: R. Frish, F. Pritchard, B. Francis. Amort: % of the Amort-Rosenberg compact. Antonyshyn: Yeah! But! You see! Bowers: Dynamite. Charlton: Still won ' t lend me the map, eh, Keith? Cleveland: Noted for right answers at the stran- gest times. Doddato: Wake up Emillo ! It ' s time for our next class! Donnarumma: Noted for real cool vests. Francis: Disney has to see this boy. Frish: You ' ve got to watch that Latin, Ralph. Gural: How does he do it? asks Frish. Jacobsen: lOE ' s Shakespearian actor. Kinnear: What me worry? Me know it all. Lukawitz: Lukawitz! Down to the Guidance Office. Mori: Our honourary penny-pincher. Neiger: Look, stupid. Neiger: Oh! now I see. Nicoll: Brilliant! Simply brilliant! Pritchard: I forget... Oh yea! Now I remember. Rosenburg: The other half of the Compact . Schibler: Wonder what he ' s dreaming of in the picture? Tamme: STILTS, Tamme! Toikkanen: Is it Timo or Eedo? Webster: Hey Dave! Lend me a pen. Westby: Laughin ' boy. Zitney: Je m appelle Pierre. N ' est-ce pas??? Carr: What ' s the rush? Keeffe: A million in one, (rather) one in a mil- lion. Longworth: Slugger! Tadiotta: What ' s behind that mild manner? 10 F Gordon: Work fascinates him. He sits and watches it for hours. Joseph: One of those geniuses that springs out of no- where. JoeW: ' Such is life. ' Joe isn ' t going to try to change it. Louis: A favourite of ours in grammar. John: Tall, dark and handsome? Arnold: A fairly quiet boy who is neither fair nor quiet. Bernie: Hands out comments at the back of the room. Bill: A symbol of peace among a roaring tempest. Bruce P: Dig those crazy colours! Dan: Blond but beautiful? Bob: Do you think he ' ll make Broadway? Wes: lOF ' s dictator!!! Norm: Serenades lOF every music period, (luckily on- ly four of the five days a week.) Mike: Just doesn ' t dig that crazy French. Bruce W: Doesn ' t say much that is when the teacher is looking. Ian: We only keep him because we can ' t get rid of him. (Remember, Ian, it ' s all in fun. ..He!. ..He!...) Stuart: Dynamite with girls, (especially a certain L.L.) Roy: Seems to be thinking all the time ? Pete: He fixes things, all kinds of things, but good! Jim: Known for those gorgeous shag sweaters. Don: To know Don is to love him. Marcie: Astounds us with her answers in English. Solveig: Gives a certain geography teacher a tough time. Margaret: Alias Muggins Doris: Now get out there and support your team! Ida: Thinks of writing a new English book. Watch for it. Beverley: What has she got that I haven ' t? Lydia: Takes short snoozes in Latin class! Paula: A sweet and quiet little lass? Gaida: Disaster! Calamity! She was ' late for class! Linda: The daring young lady on the gym floor. FIRST ROW: M. Jacob, S. Nilssen, M. Cameron, D. ftasserlauf, Mr. Nicholson, I. Poslushny, B. Bradshaw, L. Bodnar, P. Vogel. SECOND ROW: M. Wood, J. Wohlgelernter, N. Cherniak, V. Rewega, S. Dennison, L. Young, G. Locans, I. Melzer, W. Morishita. THIRD ROW: B. Taggart, B. Tait, P. Fortune, R. Wiseman, P. Vdovich, J. O ' Connor, D. Cook, D. Fosbury, J. Weinstock. FOURTH ROW: J. Sakeris, B. Wigg, N. Courtney, S. Burt, R. Ballinger, G. Stur- gess, B. Paul, A. Marcus, L. Hollosi. Margaretha: A lovely name for a lovely person? Sandy: Minds her own business at the top of her lungs! Vera: Lives for those mad, mad swimming classes. Natalie: Notorious for her schmaltzy compositions. Paul: A real nice guy when he wakes up. 41 10G FIRST ROW: Mrs. Brock, T. Paulette, E. McKayd, D. Burford, S. Golding, M. Laschinger, B. Rushford, I. Skrypnik, D. Renton. SECOND ROW: C. Zajaczkowski, P. Holbrook, B. Vance, S. Lichtenstein, M. McGrath, P. McCabe, A. Richman, T. Schencariol. THIRD ROW: T. Hasselfeldt, K. Koner, V. Seyfert, R. Matias. T. Hasselfeldt: The quiet one K. Koner: The King. V. Seyfert: Victory R. Matias: Snow Shovel C. Zajaczkowski: Hockey Player P. Kolbrook: Badminton B. Vance: Goodminton S. Lichtenstein: Luxembourg M. McGrath: Meet him P. McCabe: The Martins and the Coys. A. Richman: Twenty Dollars T. Schincariol: Sucaryl Mrs. Brock: Student ' s friend E. McKay: Lieutenant-Governor D. Burford: Stanley S. Golding: Observer M. Lassinger: Usherette B. Rushford: Rick I. Skrypnik: Viola T. Paulette: Etelaup D. Renton: Two Thousand 10H M. Gold: How many?? C. Jacobs: Stop it, ... I like it. S. Davis: Andrea B-I-G-I-O. M. Friesner: Gladys, flash and nosebleeds in History. G. Rybchinsky: Je ne sais pas. D. Naiman: Is my hair alright? J. Ward: Shirley, he is not a drip. H. Freeman: Mannie ' s Pool Hall. E. Sadowy: Basketball player for O.C.I. (G.S.) T. Lake: I won ' t dry up! J. Glowinski: Okay, I ' ll comb my face! S. Callegari: Class parties, chaser, David (In that order) P. Whitten: Flopsy and FRECKLES. B. Dzyngel: Chuck ' s Math Book. C. Long: Good things in a small package? N. Warshausky: Please, I get sick. J. Mancel: Write clearer Chris. M. Mathews: Wait at the locker Shirley. C. Guiry: A blue convertible and a girl. L. Griesdorf: Wonder where I lost the mark. J. File: I eat like a frog? J. Pinn: Kilts Horseblankets and Javex. K. Damas: Ringleader of lOH. D. Roberts: I love to miss English. M. Kurtzman: Achs ' on ' s Hair, Fulton ' s sweaters, Freemons underwear. FIRST ROW: N. Warshavsky, C. Long, K. Damos, P. Whitten, Mr. Clark, J. Fyfe, S. Callegari, E. Naiman, J. Ward. SECOND ROW: C. Jacobs, J. Glowinski, T. Lake, M. Kurtzman, E. Sadowy, S. Davis, M. Matthews, H. Freeman, G. Wener. THIRD ROW: L. Griesdorf, D. Pechlof, B. Dzyngel, L. Brundage, M. Gold, T. Fulton, G. Tybchinsky, D. Roberts, D. Acheson. FOURTH ROW: J. Mancel, C. Guiry. 42 9A FIRST ROW: J. Philp, D. Lanboard, S. Endicott, R. Goodman, E. Propper, F. Wise, H. Sarcozi, Mr. Moore. SECOND ROW: D. Walker, M. Barrick, T. Ellis, I. Pavelsons, K. Easter, R. Leifer, T. Newman, L. Roye, A. Rutherford, D. D ' Onofrio. THIRD ROW: L. Reinghuwurtz, M. Goldberg, L. Sternberg, E. Jurczak, P. Goldman, S. Leinwand, R. Gerston, M. Charles. FOURTH ROW: S. McBain, M. Shupak, M. Zelisco, B. Frazer, C. Dawes, R. Redgers, B. Williams, R. Lenkinski. AN ODE TO US Looking back over the year, I see many things, so very dear. There was the skating party, it was so much fun. Grade nine councillor for which Florence did run. Christmas baskets, there were ten, Filled to satisfy each yen. Mr. Moore is our form teacher And we love his every feature. That Satiffday night complete with hay. Showed the spirit of class 9A. In penny collection our class excels As the board so well tells. In every respect, in every way, The class that ' s tops is 9A. 9B Graham (Stinky Shmit General Sherman Jerry, Joseph, Sue Whipes Stanley the. Brownie Gordon: I busted another bassoon reed. Melvin: Oops, somebody goofed. Joe ' stiffneck Leinwand George (Strativarious) Sanda Edward (Alias) Howard Bradly Howard: It ' s wn-ong pronounciation. Allan (Liberace) Joel Harold (Elvis) Kimelman Author ' s absent again. Gerald: Wanna go bowling. Deadeyed Tucker. Weasil Wisor; that ' s Bob. Glen: Ha, Ha! David : I flunked it. John (Tobin Rote) Swany. Pierre le great. Susan: Cheers to the president. Layla whatchamacallit! Marilyn, the walking good supplier. June bug bubbles with candy pole. Natalie for president. Francine, will you keep quiet! Marline: Sir, I don ' t understand this. Tia; and, uh Shugar in the momin ' , Shugar in the evenin ' Shugar at supper time. Nina (gossip, gossip) Waxman Charlotte; I know the right answer. Ester: Okay! Sir. Daryl: Please turn around. Roberta: Quiet isn ' t she? Susan: I only got 99%, gee! -p ITw i. . . flBriKnr l BK i Hi teHrf -A. _ £ . « ' fl JI;« ■Ku, HHH f ff! FIRST ROW: Mr. Cooper, J. Cunningham, N. Waxman, C. Neichenbauer, E. Pukerman, D. Weingarten, R. Fisher, S. Campbell. SECOND ROW: S. Hershfield, L. Masaglio, M. Hines, C. Behan, N. Blum- berg, F. Kaye, M. Fine, T. Hennesey, J. Shugar. THIRD ROW: A. Joel, H. Kimelman, A. Kamin, G. Swartz, M. Tucker, R. Wiser, G. Mattews, D. King, J. Swanson, P. Goren. FOURTH ROW: G. Smith, N. Sherman, J. White, S. Brown, G. McLean, M. Herman, J. Leinwand, G. Sandor, E. Bradley, H. Bromberg. 43 9C FIRST ROW: Mr. Davison, B. Stephens, S. McLuhan, N. Dennison, S. Bolton, N. Sharpe, A. Marks, M. Bystrakiwski. SECOND ROW: G. Dubinsky, D. Shimkoff, C. Cox, W. Fleming, H. Lumsden, M. Schmid, E. Naef, G. Bowman, S. Berry, B. Bell. THIRD ROW: J. King, G. Beggs, G. Wood, D. Honigsberg, R. Home, B. Sykes, M. Grossman, M. Finkleman, R. Angelson. FOURTH ROW: J. Serbe, D. Bing, P. Cimpello, B. McCully, B. Troyer, C. Meyer, R. Mattews. Diane Shimkoff: But sir, I don ' t understand. Barbara Stevens: Why is Sandy on all your books? Ricky Angelson: My Angel Baby Glen Beggs: 9C ' s boy v ith a voice. Doug Bing: First on Anne ' s Hit Parade Pete: Thursday again Mike Finkleman: Our Mr. Study Murray Grossman: The classroom clown Mike Hasek: The class Casanova Dave HoningS ' berg: Mumbles Ross Home: Small— but what a he-man. John King: George ' s chief sucker Bruce McCully: The big bear. Ron Mathews: Happy! Huh. Gilbert Meyer: Oh! If he wasn ' t so shy. Jim Serbe: The girls ' desire. Bob Sykes: The robust redhead. Boyd Troyer: Duh, sir. George Willes: Bets anyone? Gordon Wood: Squeaky. Bonnie Bell: Oh, that angel. Sandra Berry: The quiet type. Sharon Bolton: Shop around. G. Bowman: Sir, work out number 2 for me. Mary Bystrakiwski: Miss Mary. Cherye Cox: The sly type. Nancy Dennison: Mouse I Gloria Dubinsky: An authority on the T.S.O. Wendy Fleming: Our budding artist. Carol-Lou Hershorn: Which one? Judy Jordan: A toss-up between a cupid and a female playgirl! Heather Lumsden: Liberace II. Stephanie McLuhan: Curled up. Colleen Mac: Lifesavers Anne Markes: Doug hits the mark Elga Neaf: Always worrying about A.K. Monique Shmid: Our intellectual member of the the L.C.! Nancy Sharpe: A pretty sharp girl! 9D Brian Stevenson: Is this the room with Brian? John Szczypciak: The tongue twister! Harry Tiefenback: But sir, I think that mark should have been 86 not 85. T. Tirkalas: You going down to the gym tonight? Larry Trenchard: All Canadian boy. D. Wittingham: What, me do my homework? P. Zaborowski:— Miss Lyall— Peter says des cochons . Peter— dez coshenz . Sue Crompton: Who me! Linda Dool: Another Dool special. Wendolyn Folliot: Cha, Cha Ruth Hammond: Rowser Margaret Keyser: Yes sir Helen Kohn: There will be a penny collection tomorrow for me. Annie Skrobek: A French teacher ' s dream! Linda Sutton: A statue of Elizabeth Susuki: Quote Sara. Philip Airey: Why did they put me back into Gr. 5, Mr. Stewart? Andre  v Armstrong: What, me worry! John Barnes: Our (casted) president. Allan Bayley: You and I are going to part com- pany if you don ' t stop talking. Harley Chappell: Man, dig that crazy chick! Paul tngel: I know, teacher, but uh, um Gaston Falcioni: You callen ' me ah liaaar? D. Cluck: Donald, where are your troosers? Richard Grace: Square or rectangular David Hustler: Who me? Gordon Laschinger: Are you going to the Grill? Harry Mahler: Harry, Harry, wake up Harry. P. Mason: Mr. America of the depression years. Jeffery Moe: I like me I Szaer Moncasz: I got 96% (I ' m a liar) Enzo Morrelli: No sir! Gino Ricci: Rebel rouser E. Rybchinski: Can I use my brother ' s notes sir? M. Saldov: Saldov, do you need ink again? FIRST ROW: E. Susuki, L. Sutton, A. Skrobek, H. Kohn, S. Sutcliffe, L. Dool, J. Thompson, Mr. Watson. SECOND ROW: J. Moe, H. Tiefenback, M. Keyser, S. McEnaney, S. Crompton, R. Hammond, W. Folliot, D. Hustler, P. Mason, THIRD ROW: E. Morelli, H. Mahler, H. Chappell, R. Grace, G. Ricci, P. Engel, A. Bayley. FOURTH ROW: M. Saldov, P. Zaborowski, E. Rybchinsky, D. Whittingham, S. Moncazz, T. Tirkalas, J. Barnes. FIFTH ROW: G. Falcioni, A. Armstrong, B. Stevenson, J. Szczypciak, D. Gluck, L. Trenchard. 44 9E Nishihama, F. Diano, R. Ross, T. Gudofsky, W. Browning, A. FIRST ROW: L. Exyence, R. Rodwell, D. Stubbs, K. Tamme, L. Zahrebleny, F. Zucker, S. Orlan, Mr. Oke. SECOND ROW: D. Crosby, L. Piczak, M. V. Shibler, A. Boehler, R. Barns. TfflRD ROW: F. Alaimo, M. Kalender, Buccioni, L. Chizick, G. Monita. FOURTH ROW: J. Ross, D. Oliver, R. Barnecutt, J. Saldov, A. Hope, G. Taylor, R. Davidson, D. Walker, E. Stewart. Joyce Green: A little spot of tea, please. Gay Sanderson: YEA!!! Mr. Oke: Did I ever tell you about the time I was a little boy? ? Jim Ross: Gum, what gum? Gulp!! David Oliver: Huh! Ron Barnecutt: Did you hear about the time I got in an accident? John Saldov: Make it brief, Saldov! Allan Hope: Did you hear about the time ? George Taylor: Our rifleman. R. Davidson: 9E ' s nightingale of the showers Doug Walker: Wazzamatter wich you, hope? Ed Stewart: 8:00 A.M.? Fred Alaimo: I forgot my book again. Max Kalender: Lend me your pen, John? Terry Godofsky: You mean I missed the target? Wayne Browning: He l ikes science for more reasons than one. Aldo Buccioni: Butchiebaby. George Monita: I left it at home, Mr. Inch. Andrew Melesz: No, my first name isn ' t Jose. Penny Crosby: Well, I really can ' t name all the boys I know. Lillie Piczak: What homework? M. Nishihama: Our little Madame Butterfly. F. Diano: Her bark is worse than her bite. Rochelle Ross: 9 E ' s beauty salon. Verna Shibler: La petite soeur. Elizabeth Shibler: La grande soeur. Ingel Boehler: A big laugh for a little girl. Roberta Barns: Our singing canary. Linda Extence: Ye olde giggler. Rhonda Rodwell: A certain boy named Bruce. D. Stubbs: But sir, I ' ve got basketball tonight! Kadri Tamme: A little louder please. Luba Zahrebleny: My legs are showing. Fay Zucker: La professeur Zucker. Suzanne Orlan: But, uh, oh, eh!! Bev Torraville: Ya know what happened? 9F Maureen Nicholson: Speechless Mary Kensington: Basketball pro. Karen McCutcheon: Half Scotch and half water Linda Marshall: Linda M. Katherine Graham: Does she OR doesn ' t she? (only my girl friend knows) Sophie Samycia; So fine Miriam Kalina: Inscrutable. Joe Allen: 9F ' s iron man Alex Divers: Can ' t swim George Migas: Ctirly C. Chalmers: The many loves of Christie!! Anita Benoit: They ' ve landed Barbara Weisdorf: Loves exams Frank Pitto: Einstein Gary Pyzer: Great historian Barry Mandel: Genius Simon Leider: Playboy Carlo Blanche: Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff Ron Boutilier: See ' s the world from a window. Maxym Gurfinkel: Keep up the good work Luigi Macchiusi: Sad Sack Mario Venerus: MOHA Warren Thompson: Girl chaser Harvey Knopman: Shakespeare II Rick Mucci: World ' s greatest highjumper Robert Woods: Future jet pilot Morton Freedman: Steady member of the de- tention room. Wally Faingold: Scientific Tony Patullo: 9F ' s permit boy Allen Katz: A really COO L cat Willie Fefer:I didn ' t do it! (He did.) Gerald Boddy: Toughy wuffy Waring Maidens: Starch collar Patricia Albanese: Mrs. Einstein. FIRST ROW: Miss Havey, M. Nicholson, M. Kensington, K. McCutcheon, L. Marshall, K. Graham, S. Samycia, M. Kalina. SECOND ROW: J. Allen, A. Divers, G. Migas, C. Chalmers, A. Benoit, B. Weisdorf, F. Pitto, G. Pyzer, B. Mandel, S. Leider. THIRD ROW: C. Bianchi, R. Boutilier, M. Gurfinkiel, L. Macchiusi, M. Venerus, W. Thomson, H. Knopman, P. Mucci. FOURTH ROW: R. Woods, M. Freedman, W. Faingold, A. Patullo, A. Kaw, W. Fefer, G. Boddy, W. Maidens. 45 9G FIRST ROW: N. Geoghegan, J. Artandi, J. Hall, L. Windman, L. Birnbaum, S. Moll, E. Newell, M. Allen. SECOND ROW: J. Silverman, S. Stern, M. Honigsberg, Mrs. F. De Ciry, S. Zyl, D. Zachcinski, H. Kopyto, I. McCorriston. THIRD ROW: D. Fellin, A. Friesner, I. Switzman, G. Caputo, J. Ord, G. Dykes. FOURTH ROW: T. Babb, R. Moore, G. Nagy, E. Parsons, H. Swadron, F. Stoppel. Class motto — What homework? ' ODE to 9G This poem is about 9G, The best class that there can be. The best class that you will see In all of Oakwood C. We ' re the class that ' s most admired, We ' ve got all the intellects. We ' ve got the girls that are most desired, And these are the pure true facts. So what it all boils down to. What I want to say. Is that in the memory of Oakwood, 9G will always stay. Poems are made by fools like me. But only God can make 9G. 9H What would 9H be like if Alan Straus was a history scholar. Murray Brutman woke up. Harry Salpeter didn ' t look guilty. Colin Jerry got along with Mrs. Brock. Peter Steele wasn ' t good at typing. Eddie Bobot didn ' t make people laugh. Eddie Kovack never said well...um. Grant Veal didn ' t like girls. Kieth Miller studied. Bill Embree was out of R. 119 before 4:00 p.m. Bruce Fielder traded cadet uniforms with Duncan. Frank Liebeck wasn ' t a great actor. Jim Stevenson wasn ' t the strong silent type. Cliff Warner stopped writing talented verses of poetry. Claude Mattioli didn ' t know the right answer. Mike Mayhue wasn ' t the class clown. Ken McLachlan wasn ' t a walking encyclopedia. Bill Robins ever came to school. Larry Brundage never said Je n ' entend pas . David Keith wasn ' t a budding young scientist. Dan Wheeler stopped gnawing on his desk in French. Tapani stopped being brilliant in shop. Duncan Whillans didn ' t concentrate on girls in class. Hana Luksenberg wasn ' t crazy over a certain boy. Susie Wislicka got laryngitis. Alice Hilf didn ' t blush on Friday. Janet Shneiffer became a lady wrestler. Jo-Anne Fisher outrstared our history teacher one morning. Pat Fest didn ' t yell Hey Alec in French class. Jill Wright acted like a girl. Arja Naskali wasn ' t a hockey enthusiast. Sheila Pascoe enjoyed math, class. Sandra Edwards was out of the cafeteria by 12:15. Lynn Lebofsky did homework at home. Sally didn ' t model her legs. Ken Prentice answered a question. FIRST ROW: A. Naskali, A. Hilf, H. Laksenberg, S. Wislicko, L. Lebofsky, S. Passoe, P. Fest, Dr. Packer. SECOND ROW: B. Fielder, G. Veal, J. Wright, S. Edwards, J. MacMillan, J. Shniffer, J. A. Fisher, P. Steels, T. Nousiainen. THIRD ROW: A. Strauss, C. Warner, J. Stevenson, G. Campbell, K. Mac- Lachlen, H. Salpetery, C. Mattioli, M. Mahue. FOURTH ROW: E. Bobot, K. Prentice, K. Miller, B. Embree, D. Wheeler, M. Brutman. FIFTH ROW: D. Keith, F. Liebeck, D. Whillans, C. Jerry, E. Kovach. 46 9K FIRST ROW: Miss M. Yamasaki, S. Singer, M. Castellarin, S. Weech, H. Varep, B. Dean, J. A. Minken, L. Stockman. SECOND ROW: M. Cobus, R. Nikaido, R. Sutton, G. Page, G. McCaul, J. Zarek, C. Hymie Shustik, A. Cameron, J. Whitson. THIRD ROW: B. Montgomerie, M. Sydney, F. West, B. Marlow, J. Muc, B. Needel, H. Wolfe. FOURTH ROW: A. Cropper, J. MacLeod, G. Iwaniuk, B. Singleton, B. Abrey, N. Stephenson. Sharon Weech: Hot one on a trumpet. Hando Varep: Ladies ' man. Barbara Deam: Classroom gossip centre. Jo-Anne Minken: Lunda Stockman any louder. A. Cropper: 15 minute lectures on history. J. MacLeod: Forgetting his clarinet reed. G. Iwaniuk: Beat Basoonist. B. Singleton: I think I ' m going to faint - Ah-h-h. Bob Abery: Girl Chasing, Neil Stephenson: Splendid sprinter. Bob Montgomerie: Rocks on his mind. Mark Sydney: People, Bah! Forbes West: My joy comes 3 times a day. Bernard Marlow: Ego maritus te saluto John Muc: My name is not MUCKTCH. Bob Needel: Be my buddy for swimming? Huh? Please, John? Harvey Wolfe: Tantalizing trombone. M. Cobus: Good things come in small packages!! Ron Nikaido: Silence is golden. Richard Sutton: Nixon ' s a cinch to win. Graeme Page: Where ' s Garfield? Garfield McCaul: Where ' s Graeme? Jackie Zarek: Huh?!!! Chaim Hymie Shustik: Collecting our pennies at 8:59 4 a.m. A. Cameron: What happened to the other 1%? John Whitson: Be my buddy for swimming— huh? Please, Bob? Miss Yamasaki: No, I am not one of the grade 13 ' s. S. Singer: I think the tickets are, um...lO . M. Castellarin: Well, um, I think this is Expt ? That famous fiddle. : But sir, I can ' t speak 9L Jerry Berger: Mr. Muscle. Michael Boru: A good sportsman. Wayne Broom: Have you asked her? Bill Butcher: ????? Paul Golden: Ruler. Pat Jennings: An all year athlete. Dave Laker: Bashful. Richard Migas: Joalan Murphy: Hey Murph! Jack Paterson: 9L ' s Mahovlich. Jorge Rodrigues: Eh, Manuel. Len Shebaylo: Comment — nil. Jim Stubbs: What stands for poor Jim?? Willie Wilson: Um... oh ...well. Bill Wise: Hey, fans. Audrey Crosilla: Patsy porridge. Dinah Donald: Cool, calm and uncollected. Maureen Hegan: Who is it this time? Ailee Hogg: Butch or Gus. Annalee Silverman: Who ' s the lucky guy? Miss Campbell: A terrific teacher. FIRST ROW: M. Boru, A. Silverman, A. Hogg, A. Crosilla, D. Donald, P. Golden, B. Butcher. SECOND ROW: Miss Campbell, J. Rodriguez, J. Stubbs, R. Migas, L. She- baylo, W. Wilson. THIRD ROW: D. Laker, P. Jennings, J. Berger, B. Wise, J. Murphy, W. Broome. FIRST ROW: Miss Scott, L. Kolowshi, A. Soo, L. Guthrie, H. Greener, S. Heath, C. Chiddenton, S. England. SECOND ROW: P. Gratton, M. Slotnik, P. Sault, A. Grace, L. Jones, S. Winters, S. Bozzato, G. Fisher, C. Sibbery, D. Mulligan. THIRD ROW: Gail Eriksen, Sara Williams. FOURTH ROW: M. Clewlow, R. Christie, P. Munk, V. Boru, B. Thacker, B. Hutcheson, D.M. Young, Mary Sault. FIFTH ROW: J. Smith, B. Wiseman, R. Bohner, J. Miller, B. Gries, L. Kostezen, T. Tammick. 9M Penny: Like Wow!! Marcy: Dig that crazy smile. Peggy: Miss 9M. Ann: Little space girl. Lorraine: Treat me nice. Shelia: Johnny ' s girl. Sandra: Lovey dovey. Georaina: Where the boys are. Carol: I ' m gonna love my life away. Donna: Maisie, Young-Queen of the hop. Dorothy: Bubbles. Gail Teen Angle. Sara: Calendar girl. Mary: A woman, a lover, a friend. Mike: Pretty girls everywhere. Robert: You don ' t love me. Peter: Transferred to 9K (We miss you) Victor: Unforgettable. Bruce: I m learnin bout love. Bill: Happy go lucky-Hutch. Jim: All American boy. Barry: I wanna be loved. Robert: 9M ' s Oliver Cool. John: Chills and fever. Bill: To know him is to love him. Leo: Smooth operator. Tony: Tall, dark, and handsome. Terry: Big hopper. Miss Scott: Don t blame me! Lydia: Will you love me tomorrow? Ann: Dream lover. Lynda: Lovable. Helen: You got what it takes. Susan: Calm, cool and uncollected. Cynthia: Am I that easy to forget? Susan: Wild one. h cus... on tjour Future Before you de- V cide on your vocation, it will pay you to read about what a career in banking has to offer you — its oppor- tunities and benefits. Simply drop a line to the Staff Department, Bank of Montreal, P.O. Box 6002, Montreal, and ask for a copy of Career OpFKJrtunities at Canada ' s First Bank . If you prefer, you can call in at your nearest branch for a copy. There is no obligation, except to yourself. Bank of Montreal St. Clair Ave. W. Robina Ave. Branch: H.A. FARRANT, Manager Sc€u tefi aUccf Y ' new Development FLESHERTON - MARKDALE AREA NEW 2,400 ft. Hall Lift (T-Bar) 2 Tows- 3000 ft. Long Open Hill, Over 500 ft. Vertical Drop 4 Miles of Wide Banked Bush — — Trails all Groomed by Snow Crawler For Information Call: WA. 5-2703 TORONTO to FLESHERTON 87 MILES PAT LINEMAN ' S SMART MEN ' S SHOPS 1905 Avenue Rd. RU3-2355 1481 Yonge St. WA 4-5262 TORONTO 48 C. GRYFE SADIE HAWKINS DANCE CANDY CANE CAPERS Like, Macumba! Now is your chance, girls, was one of the many slogans heard in Oakwood ' s corridors be- fore the big event. The Sadie Hawkins Dance took place on November 4th, and was a memor- able evening. The unusual decorations contribu- ted to make this an outstanding occasion. The costumes ranged from cave man styles to modem hillbilly fashions. The winners of the pudding eating contest were Mr. and Mrs. Kadiddlehopper. The music and refreshments were superb and it all added up to an enjoyable evening. It was a really great dance and next year it will -be even greater. December 22nd was the date of the last exam of 1960, the last day of the school term and also the day the dance committee presented Candy Cane Capers — the annual Christmas dance. Three Christmas trees, ablaze with lights, and gaily wrapped gifts told all present that Christ- mas was really on its way. The music of George Maurice and his orchestra filled the boys ' gym as the happy couples danced around the centre- piece of mistletoe. The climax of the evening was the visit of Mr. (Santa Claus) McDonald and his helper Bill Carr who gave out candy canes to all. Members of the staff, and students were invited to sit on Santa ' s knee while they told the jovial old fellow what they wanted for Christmas. The decorations were the best ever, and all in all, Candy Cane Capers was a smashing suc- cess. Under the Candy Cane and a new car, and two bass fiddles, and a big red fire engine. The Caput Dance Committee AT HOME Carmen Mauer — Miss Oakwood Couples meandering down a street of shops and cafes and dancing in view of the distant Eiffel tower were convinced that they had left the world of everyday and were visiting, for an evening, the world of Paris. It was our Oakwood At Home, held this year at the school on January 20. The complete basement area was decorated in the theme of an evening in Paris; the gymna- sium portrayed a French boulevard while the gamesroom was turned into a Parisian cabaret (la salle bleue). The musical strains of Pat Riccio ' s band, one of Canada ' s best, drifting down the long room added to the dreamy atmos- phere. This wonderful setting, unusual for Oak- wood formals, was the result of a great deal of work done by the Caput dance committee, which this year has provided Oakwood with the best dances ever. During the course of the evening, from among the lovely finalists. Carmen Mauer, Susie Lee, Edda Lucie, Diane McDonald, Marianna Mamula, Luba Zaski, Elizabeth Nixon and Marie Lugus, it was announced that the school had chosen Carmen as Miss Oakwood. It was certainly an evening to remember! Decorating Le Tour Eiffel THE FINALISTS - Dianne, Luba, Elizabeth, Edda, and Marianna 51 SCHOOL SPIRIT WEEK True to its name, School Spirit Week at Oak- wood turned out to be five solid days of wonder- ful earth-shattering events. At the Monday morning assembly the rousing enthusiasm of our cheerleaders inspired every Oakwoodite. The week got off to a spirited start Monday afternoon when Oakwood forfeited a junior bas- ketball game to Humberside by one measly point. Cheers of the supporters however made the rafters sing. Oakwoodites who arrived late, found no standing room; oxygen was regularly passed to those clinging to the ceiling where the air was thinnest. Tuesday, a hockey game took place between our juniors and Humberside ' s. Wait till next time Humberside! The grand finale of that afternoon was the Tea Dance at which the finalists for Miss Oakwood were presented. On Wednesday, Harbord was unmercifully walloped by the junior Oakwoodites. Our seniors, not to be outdone, soundly defeated their opposi- tion. This was quite a feat as the mere mention of Harbord had previously thrown fear into all (except us, of course). Thursday was P-Day or Pushball Day, Oak- woodites playing for the house league were spat- tered across the gym floors and peeled off well- worn walls. The highlight of a hectic week was our annual At Home, An Evening in Paris. Things were neat- ly moving all day Friday as Oakwood students toiled for hours on La Salle Bleue and the ball- room. Like the At-Home, the whole week was a great success for all the Oakwoodites. AQUA SHOW The Greatest Show Afloat, presented by the Girls ' Athletic Association, was one of the high- lights of 1960. On that night. Stepping Out, an eye-catching, soft-shoe number led us into the Big Top, OCI ' s pool. The Greatest Show on Earth was the musical background for Come to the Cir- cus in which the swimmer held lighted balloons that glowed in the darkened pool. The Circus Ponies, our guests from the Aquamarine Club, de- lighted the audience with their precision and style. The Fearsome Twosome, Ursula Gotlieb and Susan Gaby, even though they were kept under close surveillance by the Liontamers, stole the show with their unique performance. A tour of the side shows brought us to the Trapezists where Miss Duff and Jennifer Wingerson displayed some of the finer qualities of swimming. There were also the aerial aquabatics, tight-rope walkers, walking skeletons, Margot Driver and Moira Carr as the Bearded Ladies, who, all clowning aside, demonstrated some excellent synchronized swimming. The finale was Your Fortune in which the gypsies did their own choreography. Sue Cheshire, EneOrupold and a guest artist, Martha Brewin, joined the colourful gypsies for a cli- mactic closing. Congratulations to all participants for their excellent performance and thanks to Miss Duff, Miss Capel, and Miss Kaltenbruner for their help in making The Greatest Show Afloat the greatest success ever. Ull ' Ring-a-round-a-rosy BOON 52 SPRING FASHIONS On the Boardwalk The spring season with its magnificent fash- ions not only overwhelmed the audience but also helped to set the scene for the choice of Oak- wood ' s Miss Blue and Gold on Saturday, Feb- ruary 25th. The lovely clothes, generously loaned to us by Lorri ' s, were given their first showing by Oakwood ' s almost professional models, with three seeking the title of Miss Posture Queen. Bermudas, formals, sheaths, and slacks were just some of the many outfits presented in the course of the evening. A few lucky members of the audience went home with gifts donated by local stores. Another highlight of the show was a song by Wanda Cygan entitled I Enjoy Being a Girl ' . Everyone in the audience found it hard to decide who should be Miss Blue and Gold. The three finalists, Joan Spendish, Doris Carter, and Bridget Sheitl all looked beautiful in their formals, but Bridget, a newcomer to our school, received the honourable title. THE MATCHMAKER February 3 and 4 saw the debut at Oakwood Collegiate of a sparkling, lighthearted production entitled The Matchmaker . Contrary to what you may think, a Matchmaker is not a person who manufactures those little wooden sticks. The theme actually revolves around a well-meaning matron ' s attempts to pair off certain couples with the objective of matrimonial bliss. These at- tempts, however, result only in chaos and con- fusion, much to the delight of the audience whose instantaneous and pronounced reactions were indicative of their impression of the play. Pat Fairman in the title role stole the hearts of everyone; but the supporting actors in their pol- ished performances must also be given unlimited credit. Everyone left, filled with pride that there had been another dramatic success for Oakwood. THEATRE NIGHT Bridget ScheitI - Posture Queen On Friday evening, December 16, the Oak- wood Masquers presented Theatre Night. They offered three plays: To the Lovely Margaret, based on a slightly new twist of the Cinderella theme; John JVIillington Synge ' s poetic tragedy, Riders to the Sea; and Act III of Picnic, the erotic drama by William Inge. The first play, featuring Natalie Cherniak, Teresa McLuhan, Neil McRae, Bridget ScheitI, and Frank Somogyi (who is also to be credited with the direction) related the tale of a pretty but bookish girl whose Prince Charming finally in- vited her to the campus prom, and, at the last moment, rejected her for his former girl-friend. Riders to the Sea, sensitively directed by Ted Reid, featured as well Patricia Reid, Stephanie McLugan, and Ann Soo. These actors handled competently the challenge of such a lyri- cal play, which presents a beautiful, often pain- ful glimpse of unceasing tragedy in a fishing cottage off the west coast of Ireland. The third act of Picnic, prefaced by a brief explanation of the previous acts, offered a quick- paced sketch of the effects of various aspects of love upon two neighbouring Kansas families. 53 C. GKYFE 1st ROW: Jackie Whan, Miss Duff, Gary Milly. 2nd ROW: Lillian Burritt, Carolyne Bayliss, Bill Burritt, Donna May Sharp. I.S.CF. To know Christ and to make Him known, is the motto of the Inter-School Christian Fellowship group. Every Monday, except during the holidays, the group met in Room 118 at 3:30 p.m. with the object of learning more about the Bible and God. Perhaps the re as on for the club s success this year was the variety of activity. There were many speakers, including pastors and laymen from all walks of life. The club had a few parties, in- cluding a wiener roast, and a skating party. The ISCF holds a sports night once every month at Bloor Collegiate where there are games and fun for everyone. Also, special camps were held, including a ski camp at CoUingwood. Our one hope is that our motto has been ful- filled. THE GIRLS ' CLUB The purpose of the Girls ' Club is to give ser- vice to the school wherever it is needed. This year the Girls ' Club sold ribbons, shakers and pennants to school-spirited Oakwoodites before the football games. The grade-niners passed the initiation calmly. It included a torture chamber, and there were no casualties. The school rings and pins arrived just a few days before the Christmas holidays. Christmas cards bearing the Oakwood insignia were sold, but the chief Christmas activity was the Christ- mas baskets. In the spring the Girls ' Club sold T-shirts with the Oakwood crest. Elizabeth Nixon and her executive deserve credit for a success- ful year. LJ irftfMiilk 1st ROW: Lynda Watt, Mrs. Wilson, Liz Nixon, M. Hori 2nd ROW: Elaine Mori, Joy Nimmo, Dorothy Patterson, Barbara Cruden, Anna-Jean Moore. May Zadkin, Mr. Davison, Cathy Annis. CLUB 208 Club 208 has as its purpose the attendance of its members at musical performances when they might not possibly otherwise attend. The Toronto symphony concert at Massey Hall, opera at the O ' Keefe Centre, the National Ballet at the Royal Alexandra, are some of the concerts we attended. All funds are provided by the members themsel- ves, and the club arranges for the sale of soft drinks at Oakwood plays and at music nights. The members all belong to the music class studying for the Grade 13 examination, and this added opportunity for listening is a valuable ad- dition to the course. This year under the sponsor- ship of Mr. Davison the executive consisted of Cathie Annis, president, and May Zadkin, treasu- rer. .56 CHOIR An extremely stimulating and well organized group at Oakwood is the choir under the gifted guidance of Miss R.A. Scott and Mr. E. Davison. We select a full executive every year of capable and responsible students. Carolyn Bayliss and Elizabeth Mowatt accompany us. We rehearse Tuesday and Thursday afternoons in order to pre- pare ourselves for our many public appearances. These range all the way from church firesides to top Kiwanis competition. Woodgreen and Trinity churches both invited us to sing Christmas carols and Oakwood heard us during the junior commence- ment programme. Our repertoire varies. We sang Brigadoon with soloists Renee Rosen, Wanda Cygan, Peter Arm- strong, David Havery, and full orchestral accom- paniment on music night. Tension runs high when Kiwanis Festival time approaches. This is where we reap the re- wards of our efforts. A first and a second last year and who knows what this? But it is not all work. We had a bang-up party in the fall with the orchestra in the games room, dancing to Pat Riccio under swaths of filmy blue tissue paper. At the moment, we are deep in rehearsals for Camelot, which we shall sing on music night, 1961. We, who are in the music course, are so 1st ROW: Georgia Carter, Mr. Davison, Miss Scott. 2nd ROW: Gerry King, Morilyn Mahood, Ann Armstrong. Susie Williams, Paul Reynolds. lucky lOurbeautiful room, carefully and complete- ly equipped, a wealth of material at our fingertips and the door of music opening wider every day under Mr. Davison ' s dedicated hand, all combine to make our school year full and rich. CURRENT EVENTS CLUB 1st ROW: Florence Silver, Wllf Neidhardt, Dr. Hill, John Bailey, Maureen Taylor. 2nd ROW: Doug McGaha, Tammy Adaskin, Sarah Gabor Bendzak, Brian Thompson. This year, as in years gone by, this club has once again made an outstanding contribution to the life of the school. With the invaluable assist- ance of our never-tiring sponsor Dr. H. Hill, we were able to bring several important guest speak- ers to our school, including the American and Japanese consuls in Toronto. Also we presented several very interesting and educational film pro- grammes which were so well attended that room 317 was filled to the rafters. Then, in co-opera- tion with the Caput and the stage crew, the cur- rent events club re-instituted the noon-hour film presentations. Again throughout the year, the old and new quibblers hurled their inflammatory re- marks across food and drink-laden tables during our regular citizens ' forum meetings in Room 210 on Friday afternoon. We also discussed intelli- gently unemployment, defence policies. Canada ' s national character and many other topics. Also we entertained the Jarvis Collegiate world affairs club in our library while discussing crime and punishment. Thanks to Mr. Tovell, we were able to hold two assemblies this year. These two assemblies were to commemorate the universal declaration of human rights and the 15th anniversary of the U.N. organization and we were extremely fortunate to have had Mr. Wilson Woodside, the national dir- ector of the Canadian UNA with us for one of the assemblies. We should like to thank Dr. Hill for his guidance and suggestions, and you, the stu- dents, for your participation, both of which made this year a very successful one. OAKWOOD OBSERVER The Observer got off to a slow start this year; our first issue was not published until near the end of October. But once we got going, there was no stopping us; we increased the size of our staff, and the paper began to appear every three weeks. The student body showed its interest in the Observer not only by buying the paper, but also bv contributing to it. The hard work of the staff and helpful guidance of our staff sponsor, Mrs. Shime, certainlv combined to make this the Observer ' s best year yet. 1st ROW: Sharon Singer, Elissa Samuel, Mrs. Shime. 2nd ROW: Leon Meslin, Eric Eisen. 1st ROW: C. Mauer, M. Mamulo, Miss Duff, E. Oropold, W. Toll. 2nd ROW: J. Page, L. Bell, E. Lucie, P. Fairmon, S. Naskali, B. Matteson. GAA In a small room on the third floor of Oakwood Collegiate Institute, sixteen girls gather once every week. To make the school a more enjoyable place for every girl, is their motto. Now that the 1960-61 school year is over their story can be told. From behind the closed door of room 313 all girls extra-curricular sports activities such as interform volleyball, basketball, badminton, swim- ming and tumbling were organized by their res- pective curators and assistants. On numerous occasions they put their heads together and such smashing successes as the Greatest Show Afloat, Athletic Nights and the Athletic Banquet resul- ted. In the latter two events, the billing was shared with the male counterpart, BAA. It is no secret; this is the girls ' athletic association! STAGE CREW Under the direction of Mr. Snell, and the president. Bill Doherty, the stage crew enjoyed a very successful year preparing settings for all our auditorium performances. Our stalwart, sil- ent heroes of the stage crew did a splendid job in preparing the setting for each play which the Masquers wished to perform. 1st ROW: Bob Home, Mr. Snell, Bill Doherty. 2nd ROW: Pete, Bill Buckley, Stuart Burt. .S8 1st ROW: Jennifer Page, Anna-Jean Moore. 2nd ROW: Stewart Burt, Wilf Neidhardt. Most Oakwoodites are well aware (especially on Wednesday mornings) that Oakwood possesses a strong welfare committee. This organization, throughout the school year and with the able and CAPUT WELFARE COMMITTEE untiring assistance of the class treasurers, col- lected the cents, nickels, dimes and quarters (?) which were donated by the willing students who then, thanks to S. Burt ' s clever tabulation board, were able to follow the progress of our class and school in the drive toward this year ' s goal of S2,500. With the help of the United Appeal drive, and the Christmas Basket drive it was inevitable that our objective would be surpassed, and a new all-time high would be established. The money which had been collected was then distributed by the Caput to such organizations as the United Appeal, Bolton Camp, Society of Crippled Civil- ians, Society of Crippled Children and many others. This year, Oakwood contributed 180 CARE food packages to the world hunger relief pro- gramme. In order to introduce ourselves to our new agencies, the Welfare executive visited sev- eral Toronto welfare organizations and several of us represented Oakwood at a United Appeal din- ner at the Granite Club. The success of our com- mittee was partly due to the increase in the num- ber of students, but mainly, it was due to the willingness of you, the students of Oakwood Col- legiate, to give freely whenever you were asked and whenever you could give. MASQUERS This year, the Masquers outdid themselves. Following in the footsteps of last year ' s success they went on to produce a yet more lively and colourful show. In their presentation of The Matchmaker by Thornton Wilder, there was an encouraging display of promising talent. Our pro- duction boasted four colourful sets, period cos- tumes and props galore, including two dozen ex- otic chapeaux. The delight it gave audiences justified months of planning and hard work. In spite of the Christmas exams we had produced earlier three one-act plays, Riders to the Sea, Picnic, and To the Lovely Margaret. We shall find time to prepare an entry to the Simpson s drama festival, which we hope will prove as suc- cessful as our previous endeavours. Without the support of the stage crew, our wardrobe mistress, prop girls, make-up assistants and the members of the staff and student body who all pitched in and helped, we should never have been able to do all that we have. In the future we are planning courses in dir- ecting, make-up courses and a multitude of other 1st ROW: Pat Fairman, Miss Dunlop, Lois Morgan. 2nd ROW: Gerry King, Ted Reid, Bill Corr. things enabling the members of the club to learn new skills, and improve those we may already possess. Under the watchful eye of Miss Helen Dunlop, our director, we hope to keep up the good work. Isf ROW: Marian Nix, Teresa Patullo, Gerry King, Sirpa Naskali. 2nd ROW: Vi Lang, Hilda Gabrilow, Joseph Wohlgef- ernter, Elizabeth Mowat, Nancy Wells. LIBRARY CLUB The marvels of organization and efficiency known as Library Club members have once again demonstrated their capabilities. The pleasant atmosphere of the library and the attractive dis- play of new books have enticed many a student. The social highlight of the year, and a well established tradition, the annual Chinese dinner, proved to be as lively and gay an evening as al- ways. The guided tour through Toronto Telegram building and the newly built O ' Keefe Centre were two excursions that will be well remembered. The executive consisting of Gerry King, presi- dent; Teresa Patullo, vice-president; Vi Lang, secretary) and Marion Nix, treasurer; with Mrs. Donaldson as their sponsor, did a fine and use- ful job. Hl-Y The form of the Oakwood Hi-Y Club under- went a few changes this year. At one of our early meetings in the year we decided to limit our mem- bership to twenty. We also adopted a new policy for programmes. At every other meeting, a chosen topic would be the subject of a discussion or a lecture. This policy not only gave our programme committee a chance to exercise its power, but it also gave the club an almost intellectual char- acter. After the club gained its financial legs about the middle of October through a dance held at the school, it was able to breathe more easily and de- vote time to other pursuits. This year the club donated more money than ever for the purchase of Christmas cakes for the school ' s Christmas bas- kets. A favorite activity was the joint meetings the club held with Tri-Y clubs from other schools. All endeavours undertaken by the club this year have met with a good deal of success. I am sure they would nothavebeen so successful had it not been for the experienced guidance and counsel of Mr. Reynolds, our staff sponsor. We all wish to thank him for his time and patient understanding. 1st ROW: Ricky Glover, Mike Driver, Mr. Reynolds, Andy Gemmell, Jim Howe, Jim Reid. 2nd ROW: Doug Pickles, Dick Beamish, Bill Mclntyre, Rick Williams, John McKee, Ken Wilson, Pete Stille, Rick Matis, Dave Ferguson. 60 CAMERA CLUB The Camera Club is open to any member of OCI who has a keen interest in or wants to learn about photography. The club has thousands of dollars worth of equipment including cameras, light meters, tripods, flash units and a fully equipped dark room. There are two divisions in the club; junior and senior. After a beginner has a basic knowledge of photography and has acqui- red a certain amount of credits, he must write a test to become a senior member, and may then do more advanced work. We won the secondary school camera club contests both in the black and white, and colour slide divisions. The executive with Howard Freedman, president; Ed Friedberg, vice presi- dent; Joel Wilner, secretary and under the devo- ted sponsorship of Mr. Moore this year have taken the class pictures, the At-Home photos and al- most all of the photography in the Oracle. 1st ROW: Don Rogers, Howard Freedman, Mr. Moore, Ed Friedberg. 2nd ROW: Howard Saginur, Marty Friedberg, Abe Mudrick, Joel Wilner. 1st ROW: Phyllis Kopstick, Linda Kestenberg, Mr. Snell, Miss Yamasaki, Marlanna Mamula, Patty Spears. 2nd ROW: Howard Goldberg, Victor Hori, Alistair Hay, Chris Kitts, Howard White, Ted Miller. ORCHESTRA The instrumental music department has seen another successful year. The senior orchestra started the season off on the right note in its first public appearance, senior commencement. In January the senior orchestra played at an evening service in St. George ' s United Church; in February the band and junior and senior orches- tra competed in the Kiwanis music festival; in March our senior orchestra visited and performed in London, Ontario; in April it played host to a London band. For the climax of the music pro- gramme the instrumental music department con- tributed to the success of another Music Night. In all of these activities, Mr. Snell has been assisted by a new member on the instrumental music staff. Miss Yamasaki. She has taken over the leadership of the band and junior orchestra. There is an old saying that two heads are better than one; it has found verification in our accomp- lishments this year. CHESS CLUB In the past year the Oakwood chess club has continued on its glorious path of success. Mr. Stewart sponsored our club this year, since Mr. Perrin had left us for Bloor. The chess team con- sisting of Bruce Amos, Bob Hebdon, Richard Somogyi, Ernie Weinrib, Roy Wiseman, and Joseph Weinstock took part in the Toronto dist- rict chess championship with sixteen other sec- ondary schools and placed first. Officers of the club in the past year were Richard Somogyi, pres- ident, and Bruce Amos, secretar -treasurer. The members of the chess team now leaving Oakwood, sincerely hope that Oakwood ' s great tradition of chess will be carried on. 61 BAA Under the ever watchful eye of Mr. Lobb, this year ' s executive consisting of Dick Beamish, president; Mike Driver, vice-president; John Smith, secretary; and Jim Howe, treasurer; suc- cessfully organized all the boys ' sporting acti- vities in the school. The BA has done splen- didly with the basketball teams and bantam foot- ball and they are especially proud of their new coaches, Mr. McKinney and Mr. Cooper. The BAA and GAA joined forces to prepare the now tra- ditional athletic banquet and the athletic nights. 1st ROW: Mike Driver, Dick Beamish, John Smith. 2nd ROW: Mr. Lobb, Jim Howe. U N CLUB The United Nations Club, a division of the Current Events Club, operates from September to January, under the sponsorship of Mr. Gordon. This year the Club had fourteen members and represented Lebanon in the Inter-Collegiate Model Assembly. Meetings were held with the other schools at Victoria College, every second Sunday afternoon and three Thursday evenings during December and January. The actual Assembly was held on January 19, 20 and 21 and was as successful as we had hoped. The officers were well chosen, and the operation was smooth. This was a year of change for the Oakwood Club. We became a more important part of the school s extra-curricular programme. We expand- ed both in size and field of interest and laid many plans for next year. Oakwood ' s delegation, because of the con- flict with the At-Home, did not participate as well as was expected. However, with more in- terested members next year, the club should have a good year. 1st ROW: Anne Thompson, Tammy Adaskin, Mr. Gordon, Cynthia Smith, Ruth Hershfield. 2nd ROW: Victor Hori, Bruce Lewis, Ted Miller, Wilf Neidhordt, Tony Cowan, Mike Lewis. CAPUT DANCE COMMITTEE Every Tuesday in room 319 there was to be heard the cracking of jokes, the eating of lunches and the popping of milk cartons. The Caput dance committee was meeting under the leadership of Dave Smith and Jim Howe. This group of twenty students has planned this year, the commencement dance Blue Heaven, the Sadie Hawkins, Candy- Cane Capers our Christmas dance, and the At- Home Evening in Paris. Lynda Watt struggled all year with reams of correspondence and the min- utes of the meetings. The treasurer, Marilyn Patterson, spent many hours trying frantically to keep us within our budget. Many thanks to all on the committee and to those not in it for their efforts and help in every possible way. Special thanks must go to Mr. Dunlevie, our staff sponsor who suffered through many anxious moments with us. 62 u O o en I— CO u o o CQ I- UJ U z o o X u O in meet EATON ' S Junior Covincillor nd Junior Executive for 1960-61 i. ENE ORUPOLD BRUCE GLEES ON They keep us alert to young Fads and Fashions! Meet the two young people selected to represent you and your school on Eaton ' s Junior Council and Junior Executive. They meet regularly with other Reps from Toronto and district secondary schools to discuss the things that interest you most. Through them Eaton ' s learns current young viewpoints on the likes, needs and fads of to-day ' s ' ' teens so that Young Canada can shop to best advantage at Eaton ' s. Faton s the Store for Young CanstdsL 67 Mary, Carmen, Pat, Julie, Pat OUR C H E E R L E A D E R S Choo - Choo ! ' What is a high school without cheerleaders? And what are cheerleaders without pep? Fortun- ately we will never find out as long as there are girls like our cheerleaders on hand to provide spirit and hope. Many thanks go to bouncy Pat Dixon, their captain and modest Mauer (Carmen, that is) for training this year ' s girls. Thanks also to Linda Bowie, Mary Ayling, Julie Pryszlak and Pat King for their wonderful job of cheering at all the games, rain or shine. In an interview, nearly all the girls agreed that this year ' s school spirit is better than last year ' s, although there are still some mouths that refuse to move to ut- ter a cheer. One question asked was what they like about cheering. Pat: When our team wins Carmen: no comment Linda and Mary: meeting people Julie: doing something for the school Pat K.: everything 70 SENIOR FOOTBALL FIRST ROW: Wilf Neidhardt, Bob Andrigo, Mike Shier, Dick Beamish, Doug Price, Bruce Gleeson, Pete Stille, Jim McCulloch, Dom Dente. SECOND ROW: Nick Serba, Arto Valve, Jerry Bober, Joan Kraabi, Chuck More, Dave Topham, Jim Wilson, Morton Prager, Bill Carr. THIRD ROW: Mr. Simpson, Rick Varep, Jorma Salavara, Pete Hustler, Ted Pickles, Al Ruben, Ian Ross, Jim Howe. Shortly after the beginning of the school year, equipment was drawn from the stores and our senior football team officially started the 1960 season. Next day the squad, clad in an odd as- sortment of ill-fitting equipment, complained, groaned and crawled through the first practice. After that the practices were easier and the team began to shape up. There were no exhibition games played, and the team had to go into the East-West game with- out the advantage of some previous action under their belts. Oakwood had to battle the Malvern squad. The short practice time showed up in our play as Malvern rolled to get two T.D. ' s in the first fifteen minutes of play. Jim McCul loch is still trying to catch Malvern ' s Ron Caterer. After the official opening of our new field the season started with a bang. Oakwood met Wes- tern ' s seniors head on. The battle raged back and forth and when the dust cleared Western was on top 7-0. In the second game, Oakwood met the Bloor team. This time, determined to prove themselves. Oakwood went to work on their opposition. From the opening kick-off the boys started to roll over the hapless Bloor team. The final tally showed a 19-0 Oakwood victory. Central Tech was our next excuse for an after- noon off, and a most rewarding afternoon it was. Those of the school who decided to attend saw a wonderful afternoon of football. In the end, a single, booted by Wilf Neidhardt was the decid- ing factor in the 8-7 Oakwood victory. The last regular season game was against Parkdale. The fleetfooted Parkdale squad whip- ped up quite a storm. The game went down in the annals as a 44-7 Parkdale victory. As opposition in the quarter finals we drew the city champions, Lawrence Park. Hampered by injuries the team was held together by blood, horse linament, and tape. The fast, hard-hitting L.P. bovs pounded at our line from beginning to end. The boys gave their best, but the superior L.P. team posted a 63-6 victory. It was a hard battle and though they lost, the boys have a lot to be proud of! 71 JUNIOR FOOTBALL FIRST ROW: Paul Fortune, Al Giachino, Arvo Medri, Dave Webster, Eric Hennessey, Ken Wilson, Nick Colapinto, Bill Wolfson, John Smith, Lome Solish, Emilio Doddatto. SECOND ROW: Rick Glover, Terry White, Bob Francis, Bill Gordon, Humphrey Bogart, Bill Mclntyre, Jim Reid, Ron Kuobaro, Paul Moginn, Bob Doherty, Stan Stein, Mr. Wright. THIRD ROW: John Jerrett, Jim Trusler, Forbes Kennedy, Roy Reynolds, Marv Morton, Bruce Kolbfleisch, Andrew Gemmel, Paul Duke. Coached bv Mr. Wright and with a great squad of old plavers The Juniors had a terrific season. With Jim Reid ' s passing arm, Lome Solish ' s ground game and an experienced line, the juniors had all of the ingredients for one of the best seasons ever. Meeting Riverdale on our new field, the boys made quick work of their opponents. The juniors won 18-12. One of the Riverdale boys had a mis- hap when tiny Ray Reynolds fell on his leg. Mr. Lobb was once more johnny-on-the-spot and rushed out to administer first aid to the injured player. The regular season started off with a real bang. Those of us who were present at the game got a great thrill when our boys took over and showed Western who was boss. This game went down on Oakwood ' s victory list, which was soon to grow a lot longer. Oakwood ' s juniors won this one 9-0 from the surprised Western squad. The second game against Bloor was a great surprise to all. The much improved Bloor team and our over-confidence led to this, our only up- set of the regular season. The Bloor team sur- prised us and came up with a 10-0 victory. Coming back with vengeance in their hearts, the boys started blasting away at the Central Tech team. The Oakwood boys romped right over the Central team and came up with an 18-1 victory. Meeting Parkdale in the last game of the reg- ular season, Oakwood continued its string of wins and stretched it out to three out of four for the season. They started rolling at the opening whistle and didn ' t stop till the end of the game. Parkdale didn ' t stand a chance against our out- standing team. When the game ended the score was 20-6 for Oakwood. Going into quarter finals the Oakwood team had to eliminate North Toronto to go any further. Apparently the North Toronto team had different ideas and they proceeded to show that they meant to get to the finals. The speedy little North Tor- onto backfield ran through and around our line, piling up 36 points. Ken Wilson got Oakwood s only Touchdown. The game ended the junior team ' s hopes for a city championship. 72 BANTAM FOOTBALL FIRST ROW: George Taylor, Neil Stevens, Stanley Tagasaki, Brian Toll, Horry Mahler, Gus Falcioni, Whitey Varep, Eddy Jurczak, Jeffrey Moe. SECOND ROW: Mendel Kurtzman, Jim Serba, Wayne Browning, Ted Fulton, Ron Davison, Robert Bohnen, Joe Weinstock, Mike Shier, Mike Hasek, Bill Gries. THIRD ROW: John Brent, Malcolm McLeod, Tony Cowan, Tony Tomek, John Barbowski, Norm Cortney, Arnold Marcus, Mr. McKinney, Ken Sketchley. This year was Oakwood ' s first attempt at fielding a bantam football team. Mr. R. McKinney, the coach, prepared his boys for a season that would answer a lot of questions about the future of bantam football at Oakwood. The bantams had an exhibition game, a hard fought battle which ended in a 7-7 tie. Many of us still had no idea of how our team would com- pare with the others. Western was the first team to come to grips with our scrappy little bantam team. Our battlers made short work of the hopeless Western team, running through, over and around them and piling up a score of 26-0. Going into their second game the bantams had a lot of confidence, perhaps a little too much. The Jarvis team won 6-3 in a dramatic game in which the score seesawed up and down. A chance to get back came to the boys against as distinguished a football team as Harbord s. Harbord got a good trouncing, losing the game to Oakwood by a score of 12-0. Meeting Central Tech in the next game, the boys went right to work and posted a 2-6 victory. In the quarter finals, the bantams got a chance to reap sweet revenge for the other teams. Meet- ing Malvern on our field, they gained a hard fought9-0 victory, and an entry to the semi-finals. In the semi-finals, the farthest that an Oak- wood team had gotten in a good number of years, the boys met North Toronto, the defending cham- pions. The hard fought game, with North Toronto getting the breaks, ended with a 14-0 North Tor- onto victor -. Thus came to an end a season in which the coach and players can take great pride. 73 SENIOR BASKETBALL FIRST ROW: Bruce Gleeson, Al Ruben, Ted Pickles. SECOND ROW: Mr. McKlnney, Robbie Allen, Doug Price, Dick Beamish, Ion Ross, Ken Sketchley. Pre-season exhibitions did no justice to the quality of our seniors. All the pre-season games went down on the record of defeats. The boys lost five games. Still in their slump, the seniors were defeated 53-43 by Humberside. Sparked to life, they bounced back taking a • ' 56-.52 overtime victory from Harbord, and then Bloor went down by a score of 65-60, and clob- bering Central Commerce, their old enemies, by a score of 89-48. Meeting Parkdale in the last regular season game, the boys seemed to have lost some of their grip. The Parkdale team emerged victorious, win- ning the game 62-43. Meeting Jarvis in a home and home, total point series for the quarter finals, the Oakwood team lost the first game at Oakwood 52-41. This put Jarvis up 11 points on the series. The next game played at Jarvis was more like it. The sen- iors settled down to the tough game they knew they had to win. fiut though they tried hard, they went down to defeat. It was a good try. STRE-E-E-E-TCH 74 JUNIOR BASKETBALL FIRST ROW: Paul Duke, Jim Browning, Sid Ackerman, Jerry Jordan, Lome Solish, Doug Tsuchida, Bob Anfonyshyn, Bruce Attikin. SECOND ROW: Gord Sturgess, Marv Morten, Cliff Nelson, Vic Moncarz, Al Giachino, Mr. Gordon. Those terrific juniors. This year was one of the best for our team. Mr. Gordon ' s hard work with the teams, both last year ' s and this year s, finally paid off. The season started with a series of exhi- bition games. The boys dropped the first two, 35-45 to Humberside and 36-38 to Bloor. Getting into stride the Oakwoodites came back, lacing North Toronto 65-35 and Northern 79-44. Vaughan Road went down 37-32 under our guns. By losing a 49-48 squeaker to Forest Hill and taking U.T.S. 43-34 and Vaughan 55-39 the juniors ended their exhibition series. The regular season wasn t too hard for the boys. After losing a tight 31-30 to Humberside, they came back and trounced Harbord 58-19. Bloor ' s victory put blood in their eyes and the boys ended the season by clobbering Western, 44-20; Central Commerce, 53-28; and Parkdale, 42-31. In a playoff for the league standing the jun- iors met the Parkdale squad. The boys from Park- dale bounced back to life and scored a 53-25 victory. This left Oakwood in fourth plac e, ready to meet the first place team in the quarter-finals. The home and home total point series against Northern saw a 49-40 Oakwood victory in the first game. The second game, at Northern, was a 22-20 Northern victory. The Oakwoodites there- fore won the series 69-62. Parkdale was the opposition in the semi- finals. We went right to work taking the first game 48-25. The second game was a 41-26 Parkdale victory. The boys won the series 74-66. The city finals were upon us. Meeting Bloor on our floor we racked up what seemed a com- fortable 9 point lead by winning 40-31. But the Bloor team had other ideas. A terrific battle of giants took place at the packed Bloor auditorium. When the smoke cleared a 34-24 Bloor victory was evident. It is now history, but the Oakwood team lost the championship by one lone point. The f inal score was 65-64. heart-breaking way to end a tremendous season. 75 HOCKEY 1st ROW: Mike Driver, Jim Reid, Terry Moorehead, Andy Gemmel, Rick Matias. 2nd ROW: Chas. Moore, Ted Fulton, Jack Patterson, Pete Brady, Bill Bries, Brian Toll, Jim McCollack, Ken Wilson, Dave Whitson, Mr. Cooper. 3rd ROW: Bruce Gleeson, Jim Atcheson, Bruce Paul, Gary Dedan. The loss of many of last year s stars left our hockey team a little behind last year ' s. Mr. Cooper, the coach, organized a team of young players who got plenty of experience which will come in handy next year. Some people may say that they lacked polish but none can say that they didn t have drive and spirit. The team played one exhibition game against Jarvis. The Jarvis team won by a score of .3-1. The first game of the regular season was played at Ravina against Central Tech. The Oak- wood team played well and held Central to a 3-3 tie. Meeting Humberside next, the team went down to a 3-1 defeat. Bloor came next, and after a hard fought game the scoreboard showed a 5-1 Bloor victory. Finally showing some strength, the Oakwood team took the ice against Harbord. The team played terrific hockey and swamped Harbord 5-2. The next match came against Western Tech. The Oakwood boys still in their hot streak, play- ed a hard game, but Western cashed in on a coup- le of breaks and posted a 2-1 victory. Central Tech came around next for a second try. The fire under the Oakwood team was still raging, but Tech got the breaks and grabbed a 2-1 victory. The team fared no better in their last two games. They lost against Bloor 5-0, and Humberside walked off with a 6-0 win. The hockey team didn t do too well this sea- son, but many of our young players got exper- ience and we can look forward to a great season next year. ' Get out of my goal, Whitson! ' Get it, quick! ' 76 CADETS With the crack of the pistol that started the school year, work was begun on Oakwood s 1961 Cadet Inspection. While many people were still bemoaning their fate and dreaming of those warm summer evenings that were so fresh in their memories, the wheels that would try to return the Ellis Trophy to its well worn niche in our trophy case were set in motion. The band started its morning practices early in the school year. Under the direction of Kai Tung they have been steadily improving and by inspection time the cadet band will be up to the high standard of perfection that has always been part of the Oakwood tradition. The future officers and NCO ' s of the cadet corps have been coming out and working dili- gently on Wednesday mornings since October. Under the watchful eye of chief instructor Cap- tain J. Clark, Cdt. Lt. Col. Maclntyre and Cadet RSM Serba have been training the leaders of this year s inspection for their role. Many of the old- timers and a fine company of new men have been working hard to make this inspection one of the best ever. The performance of the girls in their dancing display is one that all the boys are certainly looking forward to watching. Most of all credit for the inspection must be given to Mr. Clark and the other members of the staff who so ably instruct the boys during the time set aside for cadet instruction. OAKWOOD O WINNERS ROBERT ALLEN ROBERT ANDRIGO JERRY BOBER DOMINIC DENTE ALAN GIACHINO BRUCE GLEESON CRAWFORD MaclNTYRE WILFRIED NEIDHARDT DOUGLAS PRICE ALLEN RUBIN MICHAEL SHIER JOHN SMITH LORNE SOLISH CHARLES MORE SUSAN CHESHIRE JENNIFER DUCKWORTH B. RRY MATTESON WENDY TOLL M RIANNA NL MULA JENNIFER WINGERSON SWIM TEAM 5 j ,9 . FIRST ROW: Graeme Page, John Brent, Mel Goldberg, Peter Scully, Dave Webster, Eric Hennessey, Brian Williams. SECOND ROW: Bruce Amos, Pat Gani, Jim Trusler, Jack Zorek, Ed Stewart, Arvo Medri. THIRD ROW: Mr. John Clark, Karl Loner, Alan Bernstein, Mike Lopp, Stewart McBoin, Bruce Kalbfleisch, Bob Bertram, Alex Birnbaum, Bob Francis, Tony Cowan. Get Out of my Way! J. t Hurry up ond Toko the Picture! KEN WILSON -Most Valuoble Junior Pl ayer 78 n l ' . ' GIRLS ' BASKETBALL JUNIOR SENIOR 1st ROW: Elaine Newell, Linda Bonhomme, Vera Rewega 2nd ROW: Miss Capel, Roberta Fisher, Tracy Ellis, Doris Wasserlauf, Marsha Truchen, Susan Heath, Nancy Sharpe We were glad to see the big turnout for the tryouts for the junior team. Unfortunately the number had to be cut dovm to twelve, although Miss Capel had a hard time doing so. Actually, the junior team has many promising players. The senior girls are enviously eyeing such forwards as Linda Bonhomme, Elaine Newell, and Susan Heath. The junior team rarely lost a game, maybe the reason for the good games was a bit of bribery: everybody got an ice cream bar at the end. 1st ROW: Jeanette Lytwyn, Lorraine Bell, Wendy Toll 2nd ROW: Miss Capel, Sirpa Naskali, Sue Cheshire, Carmen Mauer, Marie Lugus, Frances Robson, Anne Marie Tamme. The girls senior team was probably as good as it has ever been. With Wendy Toll, Carmen Mauer and Pat Sykes on the forward line, the cheering section became hoarse from singing ' And the score goes up another notch . Jarvis and Central Commerce rarely got a chance to be so cheerful thanks to such guards as Jennifer Wingerson, Karen Francis and Lorraine Bell. Miss Capel, the coach has done a wonderful job even though she was ousted from the team ' s Tomboy Club ' which was restricted to unat- tached girls. SCHOOL BASKETBALL CHAMPIONS lit ROW: Joonetto Lytwyn, Wendy Toll, Carmen Mauer 2nd ROW: A.J. Moore, Jennie Page, Dace Lejnieks, Marie Lugus, Sirpo Naskali Oh, Oh, . just missed 80 jlMOR GIRLS ' VOLLEYBALL FIRST ROW: Sandra Dennison, Lynda Longsworth, Vera Rewega. SECOND ROW: Miss Capel, Carol Sibrey, Christie Chlamers, Tin Hennessey. Our junior players were mostly from grades nine and ten. They seemed a little shy playing at first, but under Miss Capel ' s coaching soon became more confident. There is certainly a lot of promising material for a good team here. Al- though they lost to Humberside and Bloor, their spirits were lifted when they defeated estern. Most of the credit again goes to Miss Capel. .0 o fv % It J FIRST ROW: Hilda Grad, Glynnis Limebeer, June Semenuk, Judy Love, Marie Lugus. SECOND ROW: Miss Capel, Linda Bowie, Lorraine Bell, Sue Cheshire, Carmen Mauer, Wendy Toll, Frances Robson. This year ' s volleyball season went quite well for the senior team. If they ever lost a game, it was for a good reason: Humberside s court was too big. Bloor, Western and Parkdale were fair matches for our girls, but with Jennifer inger- son ' s deadly spikes and Wendy Toll s flicking touch, how could we lose? Yet the best player of all wasn t even allowed on the court; Miss Capel, our coach, always warmed the bench. If it were not for her careful supervision and hints, our girls would not have half the style or spirit thev have shown. Rock, 1, 2, - Roll, 1, 2. FIRSTROW:GlennisLimebeer, Hilda Grad, Judy Love. SECOND ROW: Linda Bowie, PatHorner, JuneSemenuk. 81 SPORTS ■ ! Wendy and Lome Goal-line Stand 37-24-41, HIKE ... a pleasant place to work The manager of any branch of The Toronto- Dominion Bank will be glad to discuss a banking career with you, or for full information write to: Personnel Department, The Toronto-Dominion Bank, King and Bay Streets, Toronto, Ontario, stating your name and address. TORONTO-DOMINION Branch: ST. CLAIR AND CHRISTIE 82 PARAGON RESTAURANT LIMITED 994 ST. CLAIR AVE. WEST LEnnox 6-5070 84 J C. GRYFE THE END OF THE RACE DEATH VIOLENTLY ENDS RACING ' S CINDERELLA STORY Ronnie Dean, the greatest figure to hit the sports car racing scene in manv years, died to- day in a freak accident when his new Cooper Climax went out of control in the final minutes of the U.S. Grand Prix. The wildly careening car rolled over and burned, with Dean trapped inside. Dean was half a lap behind the world s champion. Jack Brahbam, who won the race — As I read this article in the privacy of my own home, I once again wondered whether it had real- ly been an accident. No one would ever know, of course, but I didn ' t think it had been, and I was, after all, best qualified to voice an opin- ion; I had been the only one who had tried to understand Ronnie, his motives and desires. I glanced over the article once again and as I did, all the events of my relationship with Ronnie passed swiftly through my mind. Yes, his had been a Cinderella story all right. I remembered the first time I saw Ronnie. It had been at a small dirt race track in a little Ohio town. Ronnie was driving an old battered Chev, but oh, could he drive! He completely out- classed everyone else in the race, even those with more powerful cars. He finished three laps ahead of his nearest competitor. My curiosity aroused, I went down to the pit area to try to meet this driver. To my surprise, Ronnie Dean had a strikingly childish face, a little on the smallish side, and he looked no more than sixteen years old. Hi! I said. ' My name is Bill Wilson. Your drivingreally impressed me. The Bill Wilson? he asked; the sports car driver? ' I used to drive a little, I explained, but let ' s talk about you. Aren ' t you a little too young to be driving? I ' m eighteen, he explained proudly. He was very excited when I told him I thought he was a natural for sports car racing. We 11 have to see what your parents think about it, first, of course, I told him. I don ' t have any parents; I ' m an orphan, was his reply. I soon found out that his parents had died when he was an infant. He had left the orphanage three years ago and had been working in a garage, sleeping in the back room at night, and spending every spare moment working on his car. I ain ' t ever lost a race, he told me boldly, and I ain ' t going to either. He left after this brazen remark to bask in the praise of the crowd. After seeing him race twice more I was firmly convinced that he had the makings of a great driver. Since retiring from racing the previous year, I had been looking for a hobby and now I had found it. I would take this boy and make him the first truly great driver to come out of the United States. I told Ronnie my plans and he was wildly en- thusiastic. When he first saw the Envoy Formula Junior I had bought, he couldn ' t wait to try it out. Usually it takes a new driver a few months to become accustomed to a racing car, it ' s sensitive steering, and great acceleration. But to my sur- prise Ronnie was driving like an expert after a week. Not only that, but he soon made himself accustomed to the mechanical system of the car, and was working on the engine, adjusting the gear ratios, not satisfied till he got every last ounce of performance out of the car. Although I advised him against it, Ronnie en- tered the first race held in the vicinity, for which the car was eligible. Racing against men twice his age, with much more experience Ronnie came back, after a poor start, gaining on every lap, to win by a close margin. Triumphs followed. In his first year of racing, Ronnie won all twenty races he entered, racing against drivers with greater prestige. All his spare time was spent around the pits, working on the car, talking with the drivers and mechanics, and driving. Ronnie was giving his whole life to racing! His food was the race, the competition. The air he breathed had to be the air of the pits, charged with excitement. One day I confronted him with a big surprise. I wrote a letter to the Porsche factory and I have just received their reply. They want you to drive on their factory team. Ronnie was overwhelmed with joy! His first race in the capacity of a member of a factory team was at Harewood Acres, in the Carling 300. This race, was his first out of the country. Here I saw Ronnie drive the best race of his young life, playing it cagey and cautious, and pulling ahead in the final stages to beat Peter Ryan, also driving a Porsche RS60. Later, when I talked to him, he seemed overly cocksure. He only talked about the car ' s performance and how it could be improved. Ronnie ' s next big assignment was a race at Watkins Glen, New York. He swept his own class the RS60, leading his nearest competitor by al- most five laps. The winner of the Formula 1 class was Jack Brahbam, who was world cham- pion at this time. Ronnie was completely cap- tivated by the Formula 1 cars and by Brahbam s performance. From this time on, his greatest ambition was to beat Brahbam in a Formula 1 car. This race at Watkins Glen was the one that brought Ronnie into international prominence. In the weeks following the race, three major maga- zines featured articles on Ronnie, bringing out the Cinderella qualities of his career, the orphan who had won every race he had entered. Although greatly excited, the ambition to beat Brahbam never left his mind. When the invitation to join the Cooper factory team reached Ronnie, he almost skyrocketed. The chance to drive the most powerful Formula 86 1 car, against the world ' s greatest drivers was, to Ronnie, the most thrilling thing that could have happened. In the months following this incident, Ronnie spent every minute driving, testing, changing, trying to make his car even faster. He wasn ' t satisfied with two hundred mph. He had to go faster. Beating Brahbam was getting to be almost a fanaticism with him. I saw what was happening but I could not reach him. The event Ronnie had built towards was the U.S. Grand Prix. The car was in perfect condi- tion for the race. On the day of the race I came to see Ronnie at the pits. He appeared to feel no tension what- soever. As I came over to his car to wish him luck he said, I guess this is it Bill, the race I ve been building for, the race of my life. Sure it ' s an important one, I replied, but not the most important thing in your life. Don ' t be too disappointed if you don ' t win. After all, you re racing against some of the world s great- est drivers. For the first time since I met Ronnie I saw a strange new emotion — hate, pure hard hate in his eyes. I ' m going to win, he said grimly. Pulling away towards the starting position on the grid and got ready, gunned the motor and was off. From my position in the pits I saw what was probably the greatest race ever run. Brahbam and Dean, Dean and Brahbam all the way! They sped over the course at fantastic speeds, a flash of colour as they went by. Mile after mile they cov- ered, aroaranda screech of tires as they passed. As the race neared its end, Brahbam began to creep ahead and establish a lead. Ronnie was driving with all his skill, but he couldn ' t seem to close the margin. As Ronnie neared the last turn he saw it was hopeless; he couldn ' t win. Ronnie never slowed down to take the last cor- ner. When he hit it at full speed the car rolled, exploded and burst into flames ACTION The deadly black steel shark slid smoothly into her berth at St. Nazaire, her turbines hum- ming contentedly at the thought of a week or more s rest after a three-week adventure in the North Atlantic. The thoughts of the tired crew on board varied greatly, from a deep regret at having to go to sea again shortly, to the eagerness for an immediate departure. On the whole, though, the submariners were in good spirits, since their patrol ha4 been highly successful, having sunk two fair-sized freighters from the States and also one lone oil-tanker. Hans Schumann, a blond young German from Munich, was one of those impatient to leave again for the high seas. He hated the Americans intensely for their part in the First World War and now wished only to meet them in action. Germany was his homeland and he wanted to die fighting for her. Some of his friends did not agree with his ideas but they were fairly sympathetic to- wards him. They fought because they had to, and since the navy was exciting, they took to U- boats; but the majority of them felt no personal dislike towards either the Americans or British. On the first of the month, the shark sailed from the pens in the Bay of Biscay. Silently, ghostly, she glided westward, one of the most feared creatures of the Atlantic Ocean, barely noticeable in the moonless night. Rumour among the men said she was heading for the American east coast, and maybe even for New York harbour itself. The Americans had just come into the war two weeks previously and so their ships were le- gal prey for the Axis navy and aircraft. The chance of meeting the Yanks in battle appealed greatly to Hans, who was longing for the actual taste of action. Nine days later they were lying one hundred and fifty miles off Cape Cod. The nine days had not been entirely uneventful. Twice they had been forced to dive because of patrolling Cansos based in Ireland. The secondtime they hadhadsome trouble eluding an accompanying British destroy- er and had received slight damage from depth charges. But now, just off the Atlantic Seaboard in United States territory, they were in much greater danger owing to the Coast Guard. At four o ' clock the next morning they sighted a convoy steaming north-east from New York har- bour. It was a fairly large one consisting of seventeen merchantmen and a guard of two des- troyers and several corvettes. No boats were zig- zagging yet, since the presence of German sub- marines so close to the States was unlikely, in the minds of the Americans. The U-boat eyed the ships like a hungry wolf, but decided not to attempt any action until they were further out to sea. Perhaps a North Atlantic storm would scatter the boats in the convoy and make things much easier for the Germans. She stayed with the convoy for three days before her chance came. She had carefully studied the routines of the patrolling corvettes and destroyers andnow found a weak spot. Every hour and a half the destroy- ers protecting the rear steamed halfway up the port side of the convoy to check on all the ships under her wing. A corvette was supposed to take her place at the rear when she went forward, but it did not always stay right at the back, preferring to run even with the second last oil-tanker. This left one ship, also a tanker, vulnerable to attack for about fifteen to twenty minutes at a time. That night the lone shark closed in for the kill. The tanker must have realized her perilous position at the end of the convoy and was there- fore zig-zagging frantically. The U-boat man- 87 oeuvred into place and sent off her forward tor- pedoes into the line of ships, the sudden release shaking the whole boat. The Germans scored well. The two shots meant for the lagging tanker resulted in its explosion and complete destruc- tion. One of the other torpedoes was lucky and hit another tanker in the bow. Now the destroyer was on the hunt. It raced, zig-zagging continually, towards the point of at- tack. Depth charges were coming down now and the sub decided it would be unhealthy to stay with two destroyers on her tail. She set her course direct for New York City and, running silent so as not to be easily detected by the Yank destroyers, headed to the south-west. Hans and the other crew members were elated with their first American kill and hoped to add many more to their record before returning home to St. Nazaire. To flans this was only the begin- ning. His hatred of the Yanks had shown clearly during the attack on the convoy by his deep de- light when he had seen the tanker explode into a crimson fire-ball. Closer to the coast and New York City the sub had to be more careful. There were many convoys continuously crossing the Atlantic and most of them started from New York. The choice for the U-boat was great, but there was also a greater concentration of warships of all kinds. Because of the large number of ships in the port, the Ger- mans were tempted to enter right into the harbour and leave before the Yanks knew what was hap- pening. But they wisely decided to wait a while and hear what orders they received from home. For the following days the German sub quietly glided about under waterwaiting for unsuspecting stragglers at the rear of convoys. They sank a few in this manner, but after the sixth night things were getting too hot. The American coast guard was on the look-out and several destroyers had been sent to search for and kill the sub. Having been bashed around slightly by enemy depth charges and kept on edge by anti-submarine airplanes, the Germans decided to make their way slowly back to France. But the humming of destroyers screws came ominously closer over- head, and slowed down to a dull whine. Every man was tense with expectation, waiting for the charges to be dropped. Suddenly the boat was lifted and released again as if by a giant hand. She was tossed about violently and the destroyer continued throwing its patterns of depth charges further ahead of the sub. Crippled, the German tried desperately to get away, but it was badly damaged and would have to surface soon. The Yankee destroyer was waiting. The Amerikaner ' accepted the German surrender and proceeded to take the prisoners aboard. The crew were downcast; Hans was in a depressed and vindictive mood. Soon the captain of the destroy- er came down to address the prisoners. He spoke courteously to them, standing near Hans. In the next instant Hans was lying dead on the deck with five bullets in his side. On his face was a smile of satisfaction, for the American captain was dead at his side, Hans hands still around his neck in a stranglehold. J. van Oordt 1 fiHALL WAIT NO LONGER The moon shone clear and bright on a cold October night. The stars twinkled across the heavens like a million diamonds on a carpet of ebon velvet. Could one have perched upon one of those glittering sentinels of the night, seeing and hearing all that took place on the earth, one could hear the bed-time prayer of a little Sas- katchewan boy: Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. With this, Johnny Reid smiled and kissed his mother good-night. Evelyn Reid tip-toed to the door, pausing to glance lovingly at her eight year old son. Already Johnny had dropped off to sleep, and he felt himself drifting through a thick unpalpable mist. Suddenly, without warning he emerged from it to find confronting him a queer little man with huge ears and a crooked nose. Astonished, he tried to speak, but only stood there gaping. Welcome to the land of sea people, said the elf. Would you like to visit my children? Oh, yes, stammered Johnny, but how? Without replying the elf turned and, beckoning to Johnny to follow, lead the way through a heavy iron gate and down a mysterious path. Down, down, down it twisted, past mammoth gray rocks and stunted gnarled trees. At last it reached the sea. The little elf grasped Johnny by the hand and whispe red one swift instruction: You must return here in one hour. I shall wait no longer. With these words he hurled the bewildered boy into the water. When Johnny had recovered from the shock he started to swim, but realized he did not have to, for a strange current was drawing him, directing him down into the depths. This water was strange; it was warm; it had a weird silvery glint. He tasted it; it was sweet. He inhaled; breath came in. He was now approaching bottom, however, and as he peered breathlessly through the dim waters he could make out a number of strange figures frolicking about, playing at hide and seek among the gorgeously coloured coral. They had the most beautiful golden hair and bright cherubic faces, but they had no legs, only long scaly fish-like fins. Johnny cried out. At once they turned, and seeing him, swam gaily toward hi?n. Have you come to play our game with us? they inquired curiously. Yes, Johnny replied shyly. What do I do? Catch us, they called gaily, as they swam off, darting like wasps among the multi-coloured coral; and Johnny followed, gliding soundlessly in pursuit. He swam on and on, past great fern- like plants which spread like octopi striving to catch and imprison him, and past ancient gal- leons which creaked in disapproval of this re- minder of their former life. Suddenly he looked at his watch, and to his horror saw that in five min- utes the elf would be gone, leaving him here for- ever. He started to swim frantically, but suddenly he stopped. Where was he? Terror seized him. He was lost. Where were his friends the sea- children? Suddenly he noticed one of them pinned beneath a huge rock nearby. Please help me, the child cried. Johnny looked at his watch. Three minutes remained. The voice of the elf echoed loudly in his mind; You must return here in one hour. I shall wait no longer. Gripped by fear he hesi- tated, then started to swim away. Desperately the sea-child called after him. The cries grew fainter and fainter. Shaking with alarm, Johnny turned and went batk to his friend. He pushed at the rock. It would not budge. He pushed again, harder and harder. Still the rock would give no ground. Johnny looked at his watch; now only one minute was left to reach the elf. He threw all his strength into one last furious effort. Every muscle strained and strained yet harder. Finally the rock loosened; the sea-child was free. At once he sped up through the silver gray currents, signalling for Johnny to follow. There about fifty feet away was the little elf. Up, up they swam in a frantic race against time. Johnny tried to reach out toward the elf who was now moving off, but already the distance was too great. He tried to get his head above water to yell, but an in- visible barrier held him down. The sun shone clear and bright on a cold October morning and clouds floated across the azure sky like wisps of smoke. Could one have perched on one of these fleecy sentinels of the dawn, seeing and hearing all that took place be- neath, one could have heard the mother of a little Saskatchewan boy. Johnny, Johnny, time to get up, she called cheerily. There was no answer. Evelyn Reid walked over to Johnny s door, opened it, and peered in. There was no one there. Just the faint smell of salt water. That was all. David James A teacher took a copy of the final geography exam to be mimeographed at the office. The secretary read it, and said to him, Sir, this is exactly the same final you gave them last year. Teacher: Oh, that ' s all right. I ' ve changed the answers. A gentleman visited a Jewish restaurant and was served by aChinese waiter who made suggestions and took the final order, all in Jewish. After dinner, the customer called the proprietor. ' Tell me, isn t it extraordinary that you have a Chinese waiter who speaks Jewish? Shhh, replied the owner, he thinks we re teaching him English. The spirited bidding stopped when the auctioneer raised his hand and announced: A gentleman in the room has lost a wallet containing SIOOO. For its return he is offering a reward of 8200. ' There was a brief silence. Then, from the back of the room was heard, $210. Driving past a new development he was building, a contractor saw a group of his men digging a trench some distance from where they were sup- posed to be working. He stopped the car, and strode over to them. What ' s going on here? ' he demanded angrily. Trench caved in, one of the men replied, with- out stopping digging. Does the foreman know about it? Well, said the workman, if he doesn ' t, we ' ll tell him as soon as we dig him out. In Korea, two soldiers were lying on their bunks one night, when one noticed that his friend was staring longingly at the pictures of pin-up girls above his head. After watching for a while, he decided to console his friend and said. Try not to think of them as women, but as 92 ' water. A student government officer at the University of San Francisco wrote to the University of Califor- nia concerning the use of the honour system dur- ing exams, and received this reply: The Uni- versity of California abandoned the honour sys- tem several years ago when it became evident that the professors had the honour and the stu- dents the system. THE CYCLE If all goes well this evening, this will be my final entry. Our tiny rocket is almost ready to be loaded with the material which we have compiled about the comet. I know that I will not be one of the very select few who will be saved from the comet; I can feel that I am dying. From my window, I can see the launching pad quite clearly in the evening glow; I can see some of the men working feverishly to fuel and load the rocket; I can see the look of fear on their faces. I can see the faint glimmer of the comet s tail far in the distance, out in space, spreading its deadly gas to other worlds, killing as it speeds through space. It has done its work on this planet and now it returns to wherever it has come from. In fifty thousand years, it will return as it has in the, past to wipe out this planet s population. Before his death this morning, the professor completed his charts of the comet ' s course. He had worked ceaselessley since the comet s sight- ing two years ago to compile this information. He died as the others did, slowly but not painfully. My only regret now is that we are not far enough advanced to prepare a larger rocket or perhaps a fleet of rockets to send into space with at least a part of the world ' s population. But now it is too late. Even if we could send a larger rocket into space, there is hardly anyone left to send and there is nowhere to go. I have just been informed that the rocket is ready and that conditions will very shortly be perfect for the launching. They are waiting for this log-book, so I must hurry to place it in the rocket ' s hold. I will be dead before this book and the rocket which will bear it make one complete revolution around the planet. My last wish can only be that if this is ever recovered by an intel- ligent race on this planet, that they will be able to understand it and be able to use the knowledge which we have assembled to save their own civi- lization from ultimate destruction by the comet s deadly gas. Pilot to base, come in base. Base to pilot, over. I have sighted an unknown object falling to- wards Earth. Request assistance to recover it. We have the object on radar. Will send as- sistance immediately, over and out. And so this object was recovered and brought secretly to a specially provided laboratory for in- spection. No information was given to the press as the object was kept under military security and only a few men were allowed to see and examine it. Some mention of it did, however, appear in the newspapers, but only slight attention was paid by the general public to the news item. Several of the Earth ' s greatest scientists were called together to discuss this unknown object. Gentlemen, as far as I can tell, this is a time capsule of some type sent into orbit around the Earth fifty thousand years ago. This capsule, therefore, substantiates the validity of the recent finding of an early intelligent civilization which was destroyed at approximately the same time that the capsule was sent into orbit. Each of you is a specialist in his own field and each of you has been assigned to work on a specific part of this project. I suggest that we adjourn this meeting and begin our work immedi- ately. You will all be notified of our next meeting. Several days went by without any further de- velopments. Then the head of the committee work- ing on the project asked the scientists to turn in reports on their work up to that point. After hav- ing studied them, he informed the men that there would be a meeting the following day. It seems to me gentlemen, that we all agree that this information about this comet is intended as a warning to us, but as we have no knowledge of such a comet, we must assume Excuse me, sir, but the teletype operator thought you should get this message immediately. He took the piece of paper from the messenger, read it, and then turned to speak to his- fellow scientists. Gentlemen, this message has just arrived from the observatory. It reads as follows: ' Comet sighted, will pass Earth in about two years ' . ' Brian Stein High Command, London, England, December 23, 1943. My Dearest Boy, I have been reading just this night of your many victories. There is a picture of you in the HERALD leading your men across the Tinges River. It ' s so hard to think that these hardened veterans are the same lads you used to bring home from Eton for a feast of Old Elie ' s cookies. I am so proud when people, mothers and old bent fathers, stop me in the street and tell me that their sons served under you and ask me if I don t feel very, very special being your mother. I know how it displeases you when I speak of your father. I know you would rather I forgot him or even felt the distaste you do for his memory, but I was his wife and it ' s most difficult to break faith with one you loved. You know him only by the reports of others, but I know him. It all began in a little town in Devonshire some time before the last war. I was not a roman- tic young thing, but I was in love with him from the first. Whenever I think of Jeff, I see him as he was that day and the years between fade 90 into oblivion. In the year following our marriage the war broke out. For the first time in this century, our boys marched off with a grin and a song to the War to end all Wars. Your father was one of the first to enlist. He never saw you; you were born a month after he left. It was said of him that there was not a finer general in all the British forces. He commanded well and never sent his men into any fight he did not lead himself. . nd then it happened. It was a crude farm lad of some fourteen summers. This Child of the Kaiser was captured and brought before your father. Jeff wrote me and spoke of the son he ' d never see. While he thought of you, he thought of the boy - loved him. The boy escaped. You ' ve heard all the charges, my son, from Treason to Cowardice; you have believed them true; and you, like all the others, had a hand in the murder of a man as guilty by man ' s standards as ever any man was. Oh yes! he was guilty and like the gentleman he was he paid the supreme price honestly. When asked by the Crown from whom he took his orders, he replied, From the High Command. When asked why he did not obey these orders, he answered, I do, gentlemen, I do. He was shot. The boy? You feast tonight victorious in his death. He was a great man, my son, before the war. But when his time of decision came, he too chose to be respectable rather than respected. You will be remembered by succeeding gener- ations as a great man; never cease to reason what makes a great man great. You will be re- membered by this family as the one who saved their honour; never cease to question what is honour. Where they sav your father failed, they say you have succeeded; but what is failure? It is Christmas now, this time when the Fatherhood of God was established on earth. But there is also a Brotherhood of Man. Though there be men of war above vou, fight ultimately for the Prince of Peace. Do nothing in the name of Man. you could not do in the name of God. My blessings upon you. In love I remain Your mother. Gaellan Mcllmovle How much will it cost to send a telegram to Winnipeg? a pretty young girl asked the clerk. That will be seventy-five cents, miss. ' Isn ' t that awfully expensive for just one word? Yes, but you can send ten words for the same price. She thought for a moment. No, 1 don t think I 11 do that. Nine more yesses will sound as if I m too anxious, she said. TEACHER SURVEY One day after school we decided to talk to the teachers and instead of asking them about the usual things (their backgrounds, families, etc..) we tried to find out about their personal likes and dislike s. Luckily for us. most of them were in good moods and responded readily to our queries. Others were unavailable for comment, and one just would not talk. From those who did talk, however, we re- ceived some interesting information, most of which is printed below. Do you prefer teaching boys, girls, or both? About 95% of the teachers prefer mixed classes. However, we are inclined to agree with Mr. Snell, who says that every man has his preference. ' Mr. Snell didn ' t say what his preference was.) What did you want to be when you were a little boy (or girl)? Probing so far back in their memories was too much for some teachers. Here are some who man- aged to remember. Mr. McDonald: A cannibal. (I was always a little boy.) Mrs. Donaldson: A buyer for Eaton s. Mrs. Wilson: A librarian. Mr. Brooks: A railway engineer. Miss Havey: I wanted to marry a milkman. Mr. Snell: A firechief. ' Mr. McKinney: Mr. Cooper: A mountie. Mr. Wright: Prime Minister. Mr. Lobb: Footloose and fancy-free. (Truthfully, a surgeon.) Why did you become a teacher? Mr. Smith: When the depression came, it was the only job I could get. ' Mme. de Cirv: At the time. I didn ' t know what it was like. Mrs. Donaldson: My father thought I would be good at it. Mrs. Shime: I like the power! Mr. McKinney: It runs in the family. Mr. Snell: I couldn ' t avoid my life ' s destiny. Mr. Oke: I was too stupid to do anything else. Mr. McDonald: I had to earn a living. Miss Dun lop: I enjoy being in front of an audience. Mr. Gilbert: ! like telling bad jokes about maths. What is your hobby? Mr. Gilbert: Reading bad jokes about maths. Mrs. Donaldson: Gemology. Mr. Re nolds: Fencing, skiing, etc. Miss Havey: Correcting essavs. Mr. Oke: Pinochle. Mr. Dunlevie: Squash. Mr. Wright: Do-it-myself. Mr. Hepburn: Travel. Miss Dunlop: Theatre, theatre, and dramatics. Mr. Snell: ' orrying about school. Mr. Stein: Raising a famiU. ' Mr. Hobbs: International affairs, writing, etc. Mrs. Shime: Men! (Her husband has been dulv informed.) Trying to find out why some teachers alwavs seem groucln . we asked this next question: 91 What ' s your beef? Ir. Snell: Neurotic nervous running in the halls. Miss Dunlop: Inaudible students ! Mrs. Wilson: Marking long essays. Mrs. Donaldson: Nothing I could report. Mr. Gilbert: Interviewers who come in at two minutes to nine. Miss Warren: Pupils looking at the clock while I ' m teaching. ' Miss Havey: Mornings! Mr. Hobbs: Nothing. I ' m too easy to please. Mr. Gordon: The failure of students to try out for school teams. What was your biggest mistake in teaching? Mr. Hobbs: I put a boy to sleep in one of my classes and left him there. He woke up in the middle of an all-girl class. Mme de Cirv: I ve made lots of them. Miss Dunlop: Can ' t think of anything risque. Mr. Smith: The time I got so angry that I hit a pupil over the head with the bible. Mr. Oke: Nothing humorous happens in my class. Mr. Snell: Trusting my first grade 13 study. Mr. Reynolds: One day I held up an historical picture for the class to see, and everyone started laughing. It turned out that I was showing them the wrong side — a picture from Esquire of a very beautiful girl. What do you think of the students generally? All of the teachers spoken to consider the students of Oakwood the finest, but some only agreed with qualifications Mr. Dunlevie: Entertaining. Mr. Gordon: Hopeful. Mr. Stein: Generally Mr. Hepburn: Students haven ' t changed in a hun- dred years. What do you like about Oakwood? AH of the teachers like the staff in Oakwood (won- der why?), but some have other reasons for liking the school. Mr. Gilbert: It ' s close to home. Mr. Snell: The sense of anticipation one gets on approaching each class. Mrs. Shime: The weekends. Mr. Stein: The cosmopolitan atmosphere and he- terogeneous student life. What would you suggest to improve the school? This was a dangerous question to ask (Big Bro- ther is watching!) but most of the answers were printable. Mr. McKinney: More young women teachers- Mr. Brooks: More people should take grade thir- teen Latin. Mr. Snell: Less neurotic nervous running in the halls. Miss Dunlop: Escalators. ' Mr. Lobb: There should be no School Spirit Week —every week should be it. Miss Warren: Can Oakwood be improved? As you see by these answers, the teachers are human after all. Editor ' s note: — All material censored from this article may be had by sending 25 j: in coin or money order (no stamps, please) to Scandal, in care of the Oracle. All teachers wishing to re- trieve their incriminating comments can do so by sending a S25 money order (no coins, please) to Blackmail in care of the Oracle. Read that chart said the draft-board doctor. What chart? asked the draftee. Right snapped the doctor. There isn ' t any. 1-A. Man to family, climbing out of car: Well, we finally found a parking space. Does anyone re- member why we re here? Tourist at Museum of Modern Art: Why on earth do you suppose they hung that picture? Companion: Probably because they couldn t locate the artist. HE: Girls are better looking than men. SHE: Naturally. HE: No, artificially. Teenager to doctor listening at her heart: Does it sound broken? Be it ever so homely, there ' s no face like your own. Love: A game not postponedbecause of darkness. Man: Did someone lose a roll of bills with a rubber band around it? ' Everyone within hearing distance: Yes! Man: Well, I just found the rubber band. : c + + + + + + + + ++ + Harried wife working at desk, to husband and children: Well, I worked out a budget. But one of us will have to go. HE: We certainly had a good time last night for only 10( , didn ' t we? SHE: Yes, I wonder how my little brother spent it? Student: I worked out the quest ion six times, sir. Teacher: Fine. Student: Here are the six answers. ' 92 WIND IN THE TREES DIXIE ROAD Wind in the trees, mournfully sighing, What is the message thou waftest to me? Wind in the trees, trees that are dying. Come thou from over the wild, stormy sea? Yes, I can sense it, the tang of the ocean. Salt, briny waters that eddy and fall. Yes, I can feel thee Wind, ever in motion Wrapping around me thyself and thy all. What do you say, Wind sadly whining? What is the message from over the sea? Sayest thou someone is weeping and pining? Is someone pining and weeping for me? Haste thee Wind, haste thee! Carry a letter. Carry it over the green, dashing sea. Take it to her that is weeping, and greet her, Tell her I love her as she loveth me. Go, thee Wind. Go, yet do not go asighing. Whistle not sadly among the dead trees. Tell her not now that her true love is dying. Tell her not all of the message. Wind, please. TedReid DEATH CHAMBER The room was cold and drab and bare, A sink, a table, a bed, a chair. Not a window to let the clean light in To cleanse the hole of filth and sin. The air was thick and it stank of drink, (Bottles lay in the dirty sink). And smoke curled up and wreathed around From the pointless roof to the littered ground. And scuttling round the room, a rat As bold as brass, and more than that. The only sound, the old bed ' s creak, (More smell than sound with the whiskey ' s reek, Tobacco fumes, and moulding bread. And sweat and rats alive and dead). But among it all a person dwelt. Struggling now with the pain he felt, A WORN old man on the iron heap That he called a bed, where he tried to sleep. And between his drinks he looked and cried, And a throaty cough,- he turned and died. Ted Reid Two hundred miles we ve rolled this night, And but for auto s brave headlight, Virginia ' s hills would have swallowed us. On, on, up, down-round we followed The twisting white unbroken line. Passing neither farm nor city. No other car, no highway sign; Sore we yearn ' d a place for coffee. Then in the bosom of the hills Far down below — a blinking light — There nested in the sable night A town With coffee Haze fills At Hazel ' s all-nite restaurant The clinking mugs of porcelain Bold smells of twelve-inch hot dogs haunt The air, while Peter takes great pain In heaping relish on his ' dog ' In recess from Night ' s starless fog. Tyrant Whistle from nearby mines Exacts the men of midnight shift As four-to-twelve in exodus — Muckers, drillmen, And from the drift — Shuffle into Hazel ' s Grill. The hum becomes a din Of sizzling hamburg on the pan bleeding genial greasy smoke; The ting-ting mixing of the food And florid laughter At some miner ' s joke. Clack-clucking of pin ball machines Competes with noisy juke-box jive. Among the conflux Hazel dodges. Bringing apple pie to teasing men, Along the counter dust-faced miners Sit sucking hot spaghetti through smacking lips One cup more of Hazel ' s coffee Pete wipes the mustard from his chin And nods he ' s ready to begin. As we pull out, old coloured man Stands staring In amusement At our stunted ' 50 Austin. Morning in North Carolina New pigments stain the eastern sky; They rend Night ' s swarthy firmament And gild the roofs of share-crop farms. Straight on lies her southern sister. Then flat Savannah And the sea. A. Aarons 93 m EfiCAPING fiLAVE My hands are red from the brick and stone, I ache in every joint and bone, My back is tired, my feet are sore. How much more, how much more, how much more. They whip me if just once I slip. Yea, I shall die by the crack of the whip. To think of escaping, you have to be brave. But I ' d rather be dead than a laboring slave. As soon as the morning ' s work was begun Towards the forest I started to run. Yes! - they saw me in my dash And the hounds were on me as quick as a flash. I raced and raced with burning feet I could heor their barks through the torrid heat. If caught, I knew my fate, A whipping - then those Pearly Gates. Just a hundred yards where the water falls. There ' s a deep dark canyon with sheer rock wails. I set my goal to reach it ' s slope On it ' s cliff was held my only hope. My master was near in sight. But too late, for I had ended my flight. On the edge of this cliff I trembling stand With no place to go, and death on hand. Sandwiched between two ugly deaths. To go over the cliff or to be unmercifully slew OH LORD! - My fate I leave to You! Ted Miller CITY RAIN Grey rain pearls on slate streets, Dull beads sliding down sooty city walls. Mud-ringed puddles, trickling gutters and Rain-wind spattered greasy window panes, Water-sodden news, a papier-mache mess. Cowering damp-breasted pigeons high on rain-swept fifth avenue ledges. Itinerant bum, wine-ridden, a black blotch on o grey satin street. Trailing a writhing reflected and forlorn shadow. Dripping undrained tenements, dripping sterile steel- and-glass offices. Drips. Kingsize drips, fliptop drips, grey three-button madison avenue drips. Fizzling faulty lurid neons, lightships in the dismal murk. Times square neons, bowery neons, new york neons whose Serpentine reflections have danced for aeons In the water-washed streets. Jon McKee AMBER The crisp sharp smoke of burning leaves that starts the mind And wreathes the trees in sombre hues of greys and blues ignores The small boys taxiing along concrete leaf-spattered sidewalks With both lungs at full revs, so that the dusty stillness Shatters with their shrill exhausts. And a pigeon here, too lazy to fly, saunters along with his feather collar Turned up, watching a scampering juvenile breeze Catch the leaf-smoke and wind it tight round that staid old oak On the corner lot, and jerk it once As the shrieking scrape of a rake Signifies its tortured progress over a cement sidewalk when its master For the soke Of cleanliness sacrifices more senile wrinkled leaves to the gaping maw Of the plump spark-spitting fire-god in the gutter. Finally, utter desolate Silence arrives, disguised as Night Too late, alas, to stop one lone escapist leaf Which rolls, slides, bounces, bowls and glides Happily down the street. Jon McKee 94 THE PRESIDENT ' S REPORT (continued from page 13) to Oakwood students this year. Are we succeeding? Yes, quite definitely! If it were not so, the members should not so soundly have supported a motion to extend the franchise for electing the Caput executive to grade 10. In- deed it is generally conceded, that the lower grade knows more about Caput than ever before. (I must confess here, that this effort is not a particular result of any carefully wrought policy, but is a re- sult of the dynamic leadership, the junior grades are getting from their elected representatives, whose speeches and vote-getting influence has magnified the authority of the junior school to an unprecedented level.) I said earlier that this year ' s record was incon- gruous and have attempted to justify this state of affairs by explaining the developing attitudes and circumstances which have made it so. Perhaps such rationalization, in all fairness should be bal- anced by my paying homage to the individuals who make Caput, and without whose service I should have nothing to write about. Publicly I wish to ex- press my heartfelt thanks to Mr. W.V. Tovell and Mr. A.E. Hobbs whose doorways were always ac- cessible when Caput required their views or co- operation. I wish to thank Staff members who ser- ved as sponsors or who were generous in their ad- vice, and also the office staff, who handled our correspondence and patiently attended to each re- quest. The committees functioned adequately as they always do. Caput members generally showed themselves to be alert and to exercise good judg- ment in their voting. As the leaders of our rela- tively young body, the veterans, whose services are lost this year due to graduation (I think par- ticularly of Ernie Weinrib and Don Rogers) should not pass unheralded. Not that these, however should be the only persons upon whose foreheads laurels should be placed; we should be aWare of the high calibre of those individuals in the remain- ing grades who are too numerous to mention, yet who constitute a copious reservoir of talent. Tal- ent, which should be of maximum advantage in building Caput into a more prestigious, more useful and better equipped organization. Next September a new Caput will reconvene. We hope that the unsolved dilemmas held over from the present session will not be many, and we are confident that it will deal successfully with the new problems confronting it. The love of demo- cratic ideals, which spurred the creators of the Oakwood Collegiate Institute Caput, the love of our country which spurred this year ' s Caput to in- itiate the playing of 0 Canada , and the respect for tradition, which equally spurred Caput to main- tain the playing of God Save the Queen , these are strong concepts, Oakwoodites. 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He also de- monstrated successfully that the product of two squares need not be a blockheadJ Mr. Jackson ' s logical and lucid explanations, his quick perception of students ' difficulties, his patience with honest slowness, his insistence on high standards, and his quiet sense of humour have made him admired as a teacher and loved as a man. We are going to miss him at Oakwood and we hope that he will find time to remember us. Zip! Zip! Thank You! The Editors of the Oracle would like to thank all those whose pictures appear opposite page eight and the ' dozens of other Oakwoodites who have helped make this Oracle. We thank also our Staff Sponsors, who showed us the way, and our advertisers, who helped finance it. % ( e rr ' l wmm