Trafalgar Castle School - Yearbook (Whitby, Ontario Canada)

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SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY The evening of their first exciting day at O.L.C. was slowly drawing to its close as a group of new girls of the class of ' 65 assembled in the sitting room at the end of Main Hall. The sitting room was a charming little alcove which had originated back in 1948 and remained a popular meeting place ever since. It had recently been re- decorated by the famous interior decorator Joan Mutch who was now busy completing a whole new scheme of interior decoration for Buckingham Palace. On one wall was a magnificent modernistic painting of a bookcase daintly lifting up its skirts as it pranced up Main Hall stairs, done by Gilda Perlman of artistic fame, while on the wall across from it were some excellent cartoons drawn by the comic book illustrator, Gwynne Ham- ilton. In a niche to one side stood a statue of a weary student bent double under a huge weight of books, with a sadistic looking teacher cracking a whip over his furrowed brow, done by Patrisha West. The group now gathered in this charming spot was in the process of getting acquainted and the students discovered to their surprise that they were all daughters of alumnae of the school. One tall girl dressed in gray skirt and yellow sweater, obviously the intellectual type, with horn-rimmed glasses and a definite aversion to all types of sports, proclaimed herself to be the daughter of Carmen Hazelton who had finally settled down to happy wedded bliss with the A. A. president of McGill University. Next to her was a small, quiet girl who appeared to be undernourished and who turned out to be the daughter of Betty Esplen who had been a dietitian in a Toronto hospital, until she was discovered by the head cook, Janey Braden, to be prescribing epileptic diets for diabetic patients. Arguing with them both was a thin girl whose mother was the prominent lawyer, Mazo McCormack. Over in a corner, busy straightening out wrinkles in the cushions of her easy chair, was the daughter of Anne Barnes, famous onion cultivator of Cobourg who has developed a new strain of onions which are reputed to be ten times as effective as the old-fashioned tear gas. Two long, lanky girls who made the rest of those present feel like midgets beside them, turned out to be the children of Diana McCormack, designer of dolls ' clothes, and Dorothy Stone, who was at that moment boarding a freight car for California in pursuit of her life ' s work as professional loafer. Sitting beside them on the sofa was their tiny red-headed room mate who wore a red dress and red shoes that almost matched her hair and who became, upon investigation, the daughter of Margaret Jean Simcox, professor of mathematics at the University of Toronto, teach- ing Janet White ' s revised geometry theorems. As they sat talking together two other girls approached rather nervously. When they reached the little group, one enquired timidly, ' Where can I find 4 Main, Girlie? Her mother was Margaret Chamberlin, physics teacher at a large High School. Encouraged by her companion ' s boldness, the girl beside her said, Could I borrow some kleenex and shampoo and soap? I forgot to bring any with me. The request was made in a deep throaty voice which one would expect from the daughter of such an eloquent public speaker as Sharon Kerbel. Before anyone present had time to reply, a great rumpus was heard advancing down the hall in the persons of the family of Joan Carnwith, noted Lab technician, who perfected the chemical formula for changing morons into Latin teachers. Her fourteen daughters who had for the past two years composed the school ' s basketball teams were justly famous for their athletic skills. They were followed closely by two elementaries racing imaginary horses down the hall, daughters of June Umphrey, a stunt rider in the movies, and Beatrice Krakowsky, lady circus rider, who is renowned for her ability to ride a galloping horse while standing on her head. When the noise had somewhat quieted down two voices could be heard arguing about the five principal parts of French verbs. Tracking the voices to their sources it was discovered that they belonged to the daughters of Charlotte Batty, well-known translator of English labels into French for use on soup Page Twenty-one

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JUNE UMPHREY June is another girl from nearby Oshawa and has spent two years at O.L.C. She spends most of her time raving about her wonderful horse Stardust and would like to be a dental nurse or a veterinary doctor. Favourite Saying — Where are you, Pat? Pet Aversion — Latin. LEAH UREN Leaky dropped at 0 L.C. from Orillia in the fall to take a one year dietetics course. Her unique hair cut is Leah ' s claim to fame. This year she played on the basketball team and her lively personality made her many friends. Next year she is going to Acadia University to take dietetics. Favourite Saying — Hardly. Pet Aversion — Letting her hair grow. NANCY WALSH Nancy has the honour of being the only day girl in the Senior Class, but even at that, we got to know Nancy very well during the year. She ' s a good sport and takes a keen interest in all school activities. Next year she intends to go to Miami University. Best of luck from us all, Nancy. Favourite Saying — Hay que. Pet Aversion — Getting the thought in History. JOYCE WATTS In September Joyce landed here from Prince Rupert, B.C. She has worked hard and done well during the year and we hope she will continue to do well in the future. Next year she intends to train to be a nurse. Favourite Saying — Oh, that ' s dumb. Pet Aversion — French Comp. PATRISHA WEST Irish hails from Kenora and has been at O.L.C. one year. She came here to finish her matric and major in art. Next year she intends to go to Ontario College of Art where we are sure she will be a success. Favourite Saying — My name is Patrisha, spelt sha . Pet Aversion — French Comp. JANET WHITE Janet came from Pinckney, Michigan, three years ago, to obtain her senior matric. For the past two years Janet has been the able president of the choir and an active member of the Okticlos. Sometime in the future she hopes to teach physics and maths in Germany. Favourite Saying — There will be choir practice at 8.15 tonight. Pet Aversion — People absent from choir practice.

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cans, and Joyce Watts, interpreter for the British embassy in Paris. They were soon joined in their discussion by the small daughter of Helen Percival, the kindergarten teacher. Soon the sound of weeping was added to the general hubbub and the children from the happy families of Mildred Muttart, Elaine Ingimundson and Yolanda Puig ran over to comfort Helen Cormie ' s small daughter who had just received word of her mother ' s ninth divorce. Meanwhile a heated literary discussion was in progress be- tween the daughters of Norma Hyatt, the editor of Horror Stories Unlimited, and Ann Perlin, whose latest novel To Have and To Hold, or How it Feels to be Caught Bare-footed in a Mousetrap had just reached the best seller lists, and Nancy Walsh, historical authority of Marvelous Movies Inc.. Hearing the noise issuing from the end of the hall another bunch of girls soon came down to investigate. They had been friends for a long time since their mothers, Shirley Brent, Pauline Lambert, Gwenna Griffith, Eileen Patterson and Lorna Pierce had gone into business together after graduat- ing from O.L.C. and opened up an Automatic Typewriter and Self Book-keeping machine factory. A new girl who had just arrived walked down the hall behind them, attired in a natty new green suit which her mother Dorothy Findlay, had just bought for her. Dorothy Findlay collaborated with Leah Uren in writing diet-therapy text books for use in schools. Taking no notice of what was going on around her, the daughter of Patricia Mawer, noted botanist, was applying the test for starch to a geranium leaf, ably assisted by the daughter of Marney Brine, A.R.C.M., B.A., M.A., Ph.D., X.Y.Z. Efforts were made by the children of Joyce Kett, well-known singer of radio commercials, and Beverley Boyd, stand-in for Judy Canova, to start a sing song, but these met with little success because the daughter of Joan Greenfield ,the Olympic champion, was attempting to persuade them all to slide down the bannisters of Main Hall stairs, and those of Mar- jory Greer, Canadian Ladies ' Tennis Champion, and of Elizabeth Murray, life guard at Sunnyside, were also interested in something more athletic. At last everyone decided she was too tired to do anything at all and they all went to bed to get a good night ' s sleep so that they could wake up refreshed bright and early at 12 for their mid-night feast. VALEDICTORY— 1948 It is my privilege as a member of the Senior Class of 1948 to give expression to a few thoughts appropriate to this occasion. I do so with a keen appreciation of the close relations we have so long sustained with each other, the Faculty of this college and our fellow students. We, as graduating Seniors, are going out into the world not knowing what is be- fore us, but hoping in the ardor of young womanhood for the best. For the past year, we have been companions — a year of diligent application to our studies, a year of social fellowship and pleasant recreation, and a year of mental and physical improvement. We have sympathized with each other in trouble and sorrow: we have lightened each other ' s hearts in times of sadness and have enjoyed college life in each other ' s society. We go forth with the diplomas which the world looks upon as the keys that are to unlock the doors to fuller and more useful lives to all of us. What success we may have, what victories we may win, the future alone can tell. But we go forth with strong hope and abiding faith, that all will go well with us if we perform our duty in whatever calling or sphere fate may assign us. But as we go forth let us forget our girlish prejudices, if any we have, against each other, and throughout our lives keep fresh and glowing the spirit of comradeship which our years together have fostered. For myself, and I think I speak for all, these college friendships are too sacred to be lightly broken and forgotten, and in our fare- wells let us renew the bonds of fellowship which our Alma Mater has woven. Page Twenly-lWQ