Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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The following pages will indicate something of the on-going life of the school. lt records also additional names of those who have joined the services during the past year, bringing our roll of service to a total of almost -150 about whom we are informed. Our Honour Roll lists the names of -12, hve of whom are still, unfortunately, recorded among the missing. lt is, perhaps, not too much to express the hope that this list will not be further extended. I should extend my congratulations to the Matriculation Class of 1911-4 who. though not reaching quite the record achievement of the previous year, nevertheless passed 2355? of all papers written and SIQQ with first or second class honours. I conclude, as I have more than ever obligation to do, with a word of thanks to all the members of this year's school community, both staff and students, and specifically to the Chairman of our Board of Management, whose interest in the welfare of the school is a constant source of encour- agement. We are at the beginning of a new era in the history of our country and of the school. That Pickering College may in some worthy measure contribute to this era is my very sincere wish. QQ' Mb L 10

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14f3w4ana.!7!!aaJ Let us I'6CIl?lifIIl that life can be good. that every man. zroman and child' has ll'Offll and dignity. tlzal all lzummz beings are one in ullinmte flestilzv and in Sfflilflillg faith. that ou! of hope and effort the good society slzafl 'tel be bornfi NE YEAR AGO l expressed the hope in these pages that the coming year might see the cessation of the struggle waging in Europe. At the time those words were written. the forces of the lvnited Nations had just landed on the beaches of Normandy. Since then much has transpired. and six weeks ago we were all able to rejoice that victory had crowned the struggle of five and a half years. This victory. however. is crowded with mixed emotions. Wie are terribly conscious of the bitter price that has been paid: we are equally conscious that in an- other part of the world the struggle still continues and l know that some of our Old Boys who have already seen extensive service will be participating in that further struggle. VVe are happy. however, for what has thus far been accomplished and we hope and pray that in the not too distant future the final victory may be won. Although we shall rejoice much at that time. it will also be a period of solemn reflection. Military victory is only part of the struggle. The ideals for which the battle has been waged are not yet won. and from many indications the way to their ultimate achievement will he a long and arduous one. It is for this reason that l have chosen as my keynote this year the affirmation at the head of this article. It is only as those who believe greatly in some such concept of human life can continue so to believe. and pray -andxwork that the fairer world of our dreams may. perchance. he realized. During these last few years we have tried to carry forward some such attitude in all our work. I know that a similar attitude has motivated Old Boys in the services. l have written assurance from so manv of them that unless something of this nature were the end and purpose of their labours. it would be altogether too grim a business. As we face the years that lie ahead, let us, the total Pickering Community of the past. the present and the future. highly resolve to do our fullest part in the tasks to which we are already dedicated. It is not my purpose to speak specihcally of the activities of the past year. Wie have carried on... Wie know that the job has fallen short of the perfection at which we like to aim. but l trust that in the record of the past eighteen years 19-14-45 may find a worthy place. 9

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The Voyageur it s at r VOL. 18 1945 PUBLISHED BY THE STAFF AND STUDENTS OF PICKERING COLLEGE, NEXN'5IARKET, ONTARIO, CANADA 748 M3 fulian Tudor-Hart Ye mountains of Gilboa, Let there be no dew, neither let there be rain upon you, nor fields of offerings: For there the shield of the mighty is vilely cast awayf' David's Lament, the Second Book of Samuel. ODAY, the world pauses to lick its wounds. It can look back on this year with some grim satisfaction, for a while, it has bought its way back into Cod's good graces, and the bill appears to be paid. For our failure to look ourselves squarely in the eyes, graves stretch across the world as our blood-money, from Tsalin to Addis-Ababa, the Ebro to Dachau, Vienna to Prague, Rotterdam to Chateaubriant, Coventry to the tractor works in Stalingrad, the earth reeks with Lord Baldwin's apologies and Mr. Chamber- lainls honourable eyewash. Blood has lapped on the shores of Boston and Vancouver, and the screams of the Warsaw ghetto have invaded the gentle sanctity of homes in Montreal and Chicago. We are told that the peace will endure through the same powers that led us to Victory, some of us even take time to think about why we have peace anyway. The designers and technicians of war will tell us that Vickers-Arnr strongs make better guns than Krupp or Skoda, Gerald L. K. Smith will say that it was because America was hoodwinked by Russian Jewsg the divines will show that uGott mit unsi' sounds much the same in any language for any chosen people: Mr. Amery will say it was because he jailed the leaders of the Congressg and Lord Halifax will say it was because we had a world monopoly on peace with honour. Fortunately they will all be wrong, at least we hope so. The heart of the Victory lay in no extra millimetre of bore or inherent virtue of any given race. lt lay in a dynamic that our enemies could never use, be- cause it was the very essence of the things they were fighting. lt was courage, 11