Saint Laurent High School - Milestone Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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PUBLIC SPEAKING CONTEST Senior: Winner — . Tina Loesser. Runners-up — Diane Stahr, Harvey Aisen- thal and Paul Nichols. Junior: Winner — Delvina Charnock. Runners-up — Debbie Shugar, Audrey Danaher, and Joyce Wills. UNITED NATIONS CLUB Third Row: Frank Herman, Larry Ro+he, Doug Dempster (pres.), Arthur Cunningham, Leo Turkel. Second Row: Mr. Berry (advisor), Bennie Mahlab, Earl Glaier, Halg Oghlgian, Howard Cossaver, Gary Newton, Stephen Rae. First Row: Jeffrey Shindler, Sheila Dempster, Diane Revelins, Malle Hoovel, Ann Gall, Gary Brown. UNITED NATIONS CLUB For the first time In our school ' s history, a UN club was formed. Members of this club attended meetings of the Intra-City United Nations League in the Hall Building of Sir George Williams University on Friday nights, where the issues of the day were discussed. Also, six members of our club attended a weekend seminar on the United Nations at John F. Kennedy High School, where the speakers were Lesley Roberts and Peter Desbarets. Active members of this club not only met students from other high schools but also discovered the spirit of the United Nations. Doug Dempster 42

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SSNGSNG GROUP Second Row: Sandy Eggle+on, Glen Kennedy, Barbara Kuehl, Howard Leung. First Row: Brenda Schicter, Debbie Jakin, Sandy Baylin. SINGING GROUP The singing group formed this year proved to be a great success at St. Laurent High ' s first pep rally. Glen Kennedy was the leader of the group accompanying the girls on guitar. I would like to take time to thank Howard Leung, the other fine guitarist and especially Paul Nichols, who did such a wonderful job as emcee, at the rally itself. TEACHERS CLUB Second Row: Rona Galganov, Bev Shinder, Paula Markovitch, Maria Segal, Elaine Levy, Ka- trin Partelpoeg, Eileen Rosen- berg, Suzie Schwan, Victoria Baker, Miss Starkey (advisor). First Row: Elizabeth Campbell, Nevine Shehata, Susi Saab (pres.), Paula Klein, Mona Itel, Ada Walsh, Pearl Goldman (vice-pres.). 41 Second Row: George Warren, Gary Plastino, Mike Weiss. Gary Enkel, Stuart Allen. First Row: Steven Rae (pres.), Henry Apai (vice- pres.).

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la— w— IN MEMORIAM WE SHALL REMEMBER THEM r VA CM Di ccM-TXAyci - ° ° ' friends and fellow-s+uden+s, Owen Roseniweig, passed away suddenly on March 26th after a lengthy illness. During most of this illness, Owen courageously kept up his studies at school and was looking forward to a useful career in some branch of hospital work, to which he had already devoted much of his limited energies. He was remarkable for his strong spirit, and will to lead a busy, normal life. His ready wit and willing- ness to help others are now remembered in fond sadness by all his classmates and teachers. Earlier in the year we lost another dear companion, JOAN CUSIAC, uhen she uas fatally injured by an automobile on January 18th. Not long before the accident, Joan composed the following little story which illustrates her own characteristics: her ability to identify with a friend, to think for herself, and to scorn any kind of discrimination. She called it: THE REBEL While sitting in the park with my many friends one afternoon, I could not help but notice a tall, thin girl sitting on one of the benches near by. She appeared to be reading a book but after watching her for a few moments, I realized that she wasn ' t reading but only pretending to do so. For some strange reason, I could not take my eyes off her and when our eyes did eventually meet, I felt something which I had never felt before. I seemed to see the pain in her eyes along with an unbearable loneliness which I had never suffered. Her eyes were telling me that she needed my friendship desperately because she could not bear the loneliness any longer. It took me only a few moments to give her an answer. I smiled. JOAN CUSIAK TO JOAN Joan, if you were here You would understand Why we shed these tears. But you have gone. Our friend so dear. The words we say You cannot hear. The grief we feel Is of such greatness That we cannot conceal Our lonely pain. Only your leaving seems real. Our lives now seem empty, Unreal. What would the world come to If love should die When good friends do. ' ' Even though you are gone Our love remains true. We all know that some day We shall join you! A Friend Of course, I realized that my decision would mean the loss of many friends. I could hear their voices as I lay in my bed that night. They would tell me not to associate with those who are not my own kind and when I tell them that I have made my decision, they ' ll slowly walk the other way or whisper behind me. I could possibly never explain to them the hurt which I saw in that girl ' s eyes so I would not even attempt to do so. Yes, I had to be different from everyone else, only for myself. I knew that I could not live with myself if I did not follow this through. The next morning I awoke as usual and prepared to go to school. Before I knew it, the day was over and everyone was going to the park for a discussion on the events of the day. I knew that a certain lonely girl would be there sitting on a certain bench with a book in her hands. Only today she would not be alone. This one thought made me hurry along. Joan Cusiac 43