Westmount School - Review Yearbook (Edmonton, Alberta Canada)

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(1) Persevering Patterson. (2) Prize Portrait. (3) In the bath. (1) Hedy de la Haddow. (5) —and out. (6) Silhouette. (7) My Margorie. (8) Korn Kob Keith. (9) Shauna Shows Off. (10) Alibaba Connell. (11) Our genial Sub”. (12) Skov Skorns Scona Scullduggery. (13) Slaphappy Song Bird. (14) Three Smart Girls. (15) Camera Man Cameron. (16) Li’l Audrey at the pie sale. (17) Chuck Chuckles. (18) Nasty Nightingale. (19) What again? (20) Deer Doug. (21) Maestro Fitz. (22) Kink Rats. (23) Rooney in the spirit. (24) Hideous Haddow. (25) Garbage Glances. (26) Butch and Mac. (27) Conquest the Chemist. (28) Holiday Homework. (29) Wily William. (30) Ole Over. (31) Conference. (32) Bdtiors Editing. Page forty-three

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(1) High Jump Hougan. (2) Lois Looking Lovely. (3) Pulman Pioneering. (4) Pretty Palefaces. (5) Good Christians. (6) Dapper Duff. (7) Rooney’s Rather Proud. (8) Before the Election. (9) Beauteous Betty Beams. (10) W.H.S. Sleeping Beauty. (11) —and after. (12) Their Jumping Jalopy. (13) Anytime is dreamtime. (14) Blonde Babes. (15) Mopy Merril. (16) Robby and Keefy. (17) Budding Biology Class. Page forty-tw

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you Can’t Stop Me F rom Dreaming I KNEW that I shouldn’t have eaten that big dinner on New Year’s Day, 1950, but it wasn’t ’til later at night that things really began to happen. I was dozing in a cosy arm-chair before an open fire, when suddenly I found myself in the assembly hall at good old W.H.S. There were red, grey and black streamers decorating the walls and ceilings, a long banquet table laid and waiting, and over the door a sign read: “Welcome to the 1940 Gradu¬ ating Class, Re-uniting on New Year’s Day, 1950.” Suddenly I heard a thump¬ ing on the stairs and the procession of Old Grads began filing through the door. At its head is a figure dressed in Highland uniform whom I recognize as Mr. Jock Bell, the genial M.C. of the television programme, “The Scandalous Scintillating Scotties.” His hair is a little curlier, but he is easily identified by his socks. Next in line is a very dusty, plumpish figure in faded khaki. After remov¬ ing some of the ancient dust of Pompeii from her glasses I perceive Miss Jean Ball, Westmount’s one archaeologist. In spite of the top hat, white tie and tails of the next individual, I easily recognized Stan Spallin by his big brown eyes. Stan’s acting ability got him into the movies a few years back, and even now he is signing autographs for such social debutantes as the lovely Misses Irene and Scotty McLachlin, who hurried home from a world cruise to be here today. Close behind are Mary Mair, head of the new Edmonton hospital, and Viola Crawford, followed by her retinue of slaves—Doug. Love (play-boy), Wally Berry (bank manager) and Ross Mackinnon (professor). Do you blame the girls for wishing that she’d get married? Remember that thousand dollars that Frankie Frazer won in 1939? She used is to become an aviatrix instead of a P.T. instructress, and now is having a flying good time. She enters with Harold Davis, whose thrilling voice excites the countryside with his algebra lectures. I heard a low droning overhead, and looking out the window 1 saw five planes land simultaneously, five figures get out, enter the school, climb the stairs and file into the hall—all in perfect time. Do you know who they are? Why the moochers, of course. Bill Craig, Doug. Iladdow, Don Connell, Willett Ritchie and John Chinneck. Sticking together must be their middle name. Coming in now are several people who are really earning a name for them¬ selves in the literary world. Madeline Singer is author of that new novel, “Girl of the North;” Betty Montgomery is now a reporter on the New York Times, and Irene Wallsten, Berta Martin and Jean Emslie are all climbing the ladder to journalistic success on several Canadian newsp apers. Ah! Here comes a well-dressed gentleman who everyone welcomes as “Hi, Georgie, old bean,” although he’s really George Skov, leader of the opposition in parliament. Following politician Skov are the radio comedians “Fanny and Joe,” none other than Betty Alston and Joan Diplock, who chat th ir way to their seats. Page forty-four