Tillsonburg District High School - Tatler Yearbook (Tillsonburg, Ontario Canada)

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IXD Back Row: J. Andrews, K. Pickersgill, 5. Jaknunas, L. Steers, D. Cook, J. Russell, G. Stier, J. Popham. Third Row: D. Schweyer, H. Gehring, J. Koteles, C. Van Loon, J. W. Reid, J. Maldeikis, H. Schneider, B. Warren. Second Row: K. Garnham, M. Brown, S. Pauls, J. Lambert, C. Buskiewiczs, M. J. Kent, J. Dickinson, M. Nezezon, B. Maloney, B. Sandor. Front Row: D. Pratt, L. Turner, Z. Varga, P. Buchner, W. Moon, D. Vallee. .-. 0- . IXE Back Row: J. Jeneroux, C. Hawley, Miss Volker, W. Hawley, Mr. Parkhill, H. Robinson, L. West, M. Harvey, J. Hawley. Middle Row: N. Sinden, J. Nowell, R. Monk, S. Moody, M. Moore, E. Edworthy, B. Porter, B. Hill, M. Gale, W. Oatman. Front Row: C. Kennedy, W. Ghesquiere, 0. Sharp, D. Moore, H. Kipp, J. Augustine, J. Zebic. Absent: A. Fletcher, J. Milton, F. Ratz, J. Stilwell. - 0 M,M,,.--, Back Row: C. McCollow, J. Myers, G. VanDaele, Mr. Murray, D. Harris, R. Hillis, D. Muir, J. Rodgers. Middlegog: M. Neff, I. Sinden, E. Baldwin, M. Courtney, R. MacAinsh, B. Earl, M. Caswell, R. Cupples, . arnes. Front Row: L. Louch, P. Tondreau, M. Treffry, P. Herman, E. Hirt.

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' I 1 . l l 5 , I 4 Back Row: D. Wilson, L. Schultz, R. Gillett, R. Milmine, W. Hessler, J. Cavers, W. Fitzpatrick, R. Lons- bary. Third Row: F. Manning, G. Beasley, J. Oliver, B. Milmine, B. Darnly, D. Heyrman, L. Burnett, Mrs. Dunbar. Second Row: P. Ireland, R. Smith, B. Franklin, P. Dreyer, H. Katona, R. Vandergunst, L. Campbell, P. Atkinson, D. Stover, M. Markham. Front Row: E. Pearce, L. Hodgson, R. Holmes, S. Popham, J. Love, C. Manary, B. Stroud. - -- 0 Back Row: G. Moody. A. Jackson. G. Lawrence, F. Hill, S. Ryan, R. Peters. Third Rows N. Pearson, I. Sedlacek, D. Humphrey, Mr. Wightman, M. Wallace, R. Esseltine, B. Reid, R, urnett. Second Row: B. McDonald, A. Esseltine, B. Boc, C. Skevington, J. Chambers, H. Vandewoude, A. Rosatik, B. McDonald. Front Row: P. Ryan, W. Trickett, P. Ryan, N. Muller. - V --0 IXC -,KY l Back Row: G. Glover, A. Kukula, IE.. Helsdon, Mr. Harden, M. Becker, E. J. Sundy, N. Dennis, N. Clarkson. Middle Row: N. Cooper, N. Cooper, JJ. Chute, R. Donais, G. Lonsbary, G. Tisclale, M. Anderson, M. Howe. Front Row: D. Gaskin, A. Nahr. H. Hessler. F. Grey, R. Cattell.

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sfl ,IG --Irv I .s My Trip to Europe On Vlfednesday, the twenty-third of June, 1950, I set out for England. My mother and I boarded a train at Ingersoll. Witli a chug and a snort the great engine pulled away and the figures of my father and brother became smaller and smaller. I set- tled down and began thinking of what was going to happen. I was going to a strange land, to see a strange people. Yes, to me this was the greatest adventure in my life. At Toronto we changed trains and went to Montreal, where we had breakfast. From here we were soon bound for Halifax. Dur- ing the train ride to Halifax we passed through New Brunswick, where we saw many deep valleys, and Nova Scotia, where we saw many interesting tidal waves. Vile were soon in Halifax and aboard the ship, the Aquitania. Wie had a comfortable cabin and at 11 130 that night we set sail for England. Although it was very strange to be aboard an object that swayed back and forth, I was sea-sick only one afternoon. Then on july the second, we landed at Southampton. From there we travelled to London, where we caught a glimpse of the London Bridge and of VVestminster Abbey. From Victoria Station we travelled to Dover. After staying at a Residential Hotel for the night, we caught the ferry for Ostende, Belgium, just across the English Channel. About a stone's throw from Dover we could see all the ruins through the fog and glimpsed the famous XVhite Cliffs of Dover . Soon I met all the people I had heard my parents talk about so often. As we travelled through the country from Dstende to Louvre, where my grandparents lived, I noticed immediately the difference in the roads over there. Cobblestone roads were very common and villages and houses closer together. My grandparents were very glad to see us and I soon settled down to live in a Belgian village. Three weeks later my mother and I left, with my uncle, for Brussels. Brussels is a city about the size of Detroit. The most beautiful things, in my opinion, are the fountains that stand in the city squares. The stores are large and spacious, occupying an entire block. In the ice rink there we saw a revue much like Sonja Henie's. 66 . . , On the way home from the revue we stopped at an inn, where an artist drew por- traits in sand. This is done by placing grains of different colours and sizes. These are fixed on a canvas covered with a sticky substance. This art requires a great deal of skill and patience. About a week later we left for Kortryh to see a parade. Here one may see many beau- tiful buildings, but also many ruins caused by the bombings in the last world war. The market-place is an intricate pattern of flowery lanes that ,weave in and out to form a Hower garden. The parade lasted three hours and the peoples of different lands were all represented in their native cos- tumes. During my stop in Brussels we ate in a Brussels restaurant. How they prepare the food and in what quantities they eat it, may surprise you. First comes the appetizer, usually a glass of rare old wine. This is fol- lowed by an hors d'oeuvre, usually a kind of vegetable salad with such ingredients as herring, carrots, lettuce and onions. Next you have bouillon, which is, as many of you know, a kind of soup. Then you may have fish, a very small fish painstakingly pre- pared. One may also have an oyster. Then you are offered a fruit, a muskmelon or grapefruit. Your meal is always accom- panied by wine. VVait, you are not finished yet. QI thought I was, too, but my uncle soon convinced me I was not.D You have yet to eat the main course, steak, potato chips, lettuce, tomatoes and peas. This is followed by coffee and pastry, then a small piece of cheese, and lastly, a cocktail to wash it all down. My last trip, before leaving for Canada, was to Paris. As we drove along, we passed over the coal pits of Lille. Beauti- ful farms lay stretched along the road and we saw magnificent ancient chateaux here and there. Soon we reached Paris, with its Eiffel Tower, Arch of Triumph, tall ,sky- scrapers, and its monstrous opera house with statues imbedded in concrete frames. I visited one of the largest banks in France. It is three stories thigh and is guarded by more than 30 policemen. Paris has a sub- way and an elevated railway. Its streets are spacious and the residential homes are very beautiful and called irelas . The his- toric statues and buildings are exquisite THE TATLER f ATF 'W'r!'i1'W U' TF Y U s 4'-