St Albert School - Aurora Yearbook (St Albert, Alberta Canada)

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NEW EOOEL This car is being advertised for I960. It is a charge from the 1959 Ford vehicles. Of course it has bee-: invented by boys with int¬ erest and new ideas ! It is guaranteed not to smash provided it can be kept on the road and on the proper side of the road when other cars are coming. No one cares for flats, so what about them? It is guaranteed for life not to have any (no tires). It has clear proven unbreakable windows (never get frosted). Another great improvement is the 300% gas-saving car motor (5 h. p. air-cooled ' motor; . It has wonderfully comfortable seats as long as you carry a pile of cushions. Its carry¬ ing capacity is 1000 pounds. Car ' -y wire and belt-sticker and you will be able to keep it go¬ ing cheaply, using only patience and interest. It has neither top nor doors; therefore, nothing shuts out the beautiful, scenery, nor the sun, nor the rain. Riders enjoy the scen¬ ery every foot of the road on account of the reduced speed: 20 miles per hour. Driving it with a rod is very exciting and gives one a chance to use his energetic body which is always ready to do something anyway. This car is used onlv in the day time. It is called The New Scenery and Exciting Ford for I960 . All honor to the inventors: Edmond Constantin and Partial Berube THIS PAGE IS SPONSORED BY TRAIL SERVICE 137 Avenue - St. Albert Trail £J Sa VILLRNEUVE TRUCK SERVICE Agent: White Rose Gas and Oil Phone V12 VILLENEUVB

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ALBERTA, A A PLACE FOR EVERYONE There are many reasons why I think Alberta is a fine place to live. Alberta a young province, is for the young,since it is not overpopulated nor set in its ways. Still in its adolescence, Alberta is the place for the husky pioneer farm¬ er and the budding industrialist. From the rolling southern foothills to the plains of the Peace River country there are wide-open spaces and fresh, clean air untainted by the smokestacks of factories and industrial plants. Field after field of rich, ripening golden grain, gently swaying in waves be fore the caressing breezes,unfold before one’s eyes as one travels through the farming regions, and one ' s throat closes in an instant of emotion as he gazes at the wonder of new life in the gently- moving herds of cattle, with their new¬ born young, placidly cropping the grass on a fresh spring morning when all of nature is bursting into bloom. In all their majesty, the lofty peaks of the Rockies beckon many a vaca¬ tioner year after year to that paradise on earth. Emerald and azure lakes twinkle like jewels in hidden valleys among their multi-colored snow-capped sentinels, and the torrential falls hus¬ tle into canyons with boiling foam and stinging spray. Possessing great natural beauty, Alberta has also new industries, and un¬ tapped mineral wealth. Oil and natural gas flow steadily from the wells of Le- duc and Redwater, bringing cheap fuel to home and factory. Chemical fertilizers, a great boon to the farmer, are produced at Raymond, where also is processed the sugar found on our tables. As compared to the peace of the farm and the hinterland, the cities and towns are bustling and busy, filled with energetic people who want to make some¬ thing of themselves. It is the people who make the country and Alberta, with ambition and foresight at its head, will make something of itself. Claire Leonard - XII GLOWING MORNING The first morning! There we were, huddled in the cramped quarters of that little boat, counting the minutes, wait¬ ing and looking toward the East from where the ducks would be coming. We spied a faint light in the sky. Ah,soon they would be flying about us, swooping and climbing, ever trying to reach their goal! Again I looked to the East and was stunned by the glow that had been produced in those few short seconds . From a faint yellow, it changed from hue to hue—yellow, gold, orange, red, scar¬ let—ever bordered by semicircles of purple and blue. Finally, when I thought the whole eastern sky a mass of flame the sun, in all its blazing,golden glory pushed its head above the horizon, fill¬ ing me with a raDturous feeling. 0 why don’t we get up every morning to survey this matchless beauty? To me, that crash¬ ing finale was but an anticlimax to the intensive colour panorama that had been unfolded to us that morning. Harold Cuts - XI ROCK’N ROLL All you hear is rock ' n roll all day With Elvis, Pat, and Doris Day, But very soon it will all fade away To come again some oth«r day. Now Elvis is an army man of U.S.A. There are left only Pat and Dor is Day, But when Elvis comes back from afar, He ' ll strum again on his guitar. And then when Flvis gets too old, He won ' t be able to rattle and roll, And when he tries to sing Too Much , He ' ll find he ' s lost the Golden Touch. Then when Elvis has passed away, Some other will have a glorious day, To sport around with many greenbacks, And sing of Elvis and his Cadillacs. Gordon Gunn - VII - 1958