1952 Magnet Yearbook
Jarvis Collegiate Institute - 1952 Magnet Yearbook
Jarvis Collegiate Institute - 1952 Magnet Yearbook
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JARVIi:' C OLI.EGIATE<br />
71<br />
It even got to the point when ' I almost<br />
got ind igestion at lunch hour .. .<br />
trying to gobble up my lunch so I<br />
could get my two cen ts worth in th e<br />
con versation. It was ~a ti .dyi n g to<br />
see the students exercising sound<br />
j udgment. (The result ? Trevor Evton<br />
and Dodle Sperry are proxy and viceproxy<br />
) .<br />
• • •<br />
Even t hin king about it makes me<br />
Iurlcus ! :'oIars forgot to bring my corsage<br />
to commencement. I felt so dowdy<br />
in a plain wh ite toga when the<br />
ot her Kh'ls we re in beautiful dresses<br />
adorned by a breath of :-lpri ng' in<br />
ro se and sweet-pea nosegays . T he<br />
least he could have done was to send<br />
:'olercury out to scour t he hillsides of<br />
) [ount Olympus for some wild flowers.<br />
At the time. I would have given<br />
all th e IO\'e of Ven us for one dandelion<br />
, He even forgot to change to a<br />
white s hir-tl I was t horough ly ashamed<br />
of him. However Barba ra Burnett<br />
made s uch an interest ing valedictory<br />
a ddress and I was so proud to see the<br />
Jarvtsttes. eyes sparkling , carry their<br />
di ploma s aw ay with the grace and<br />
confidence of adults. that my anger<br />
subsided. ( Lucky for him !)<br />
• • •<br />
Say. remember the Studen t's Counell's<br />
first da nce ? Imagine, a n orc hes <br />
t ra and no admissio n cha rge! I must<br />
t hank Diana for finding me a blind<br />
date. I didn't relish missinlol' t he fu n<br />
an d f rolic. Did I tell you tha t :'ttercurv<br />
was put in t he "dog-house" for<br />
ac ting up that nigh t ? You know how<br />
he'll a lways on the go, well . . . he<br />
chased after Cupid's date. Cu pid. na <br />
turally got angry and let loose one of<br />
his a r rows-which hit head on.<br />
(bull's-eve l} . .. I always knew those<br />
fiying feet of his would get him into<br />
t rouble.<br />
• • •<br />
. . . and speaking of Cupid and his<br />
a r row~ he shou ld ha ve been at the<br />
)tagnet Round-Up on S O\'. Suth. The<br />
old auditori um was a galaxy of colo<br />
u r~-s il\"e r horseshoes . red streamers,<br />
ha ndsom e cowboys with twink <br />
ling gun -butts and s pu rs , fiallhing<br />
s miles a nd excited eyes. While J immy<br />
) Iagill and his Nor ther n Ramblers<br />
pr ovided the music. my Jarvlsttes<br />
whooped it up until I wondered how<br />
the floor ever stood the strain ! At<br />
interm ission we chose :'oIiss ) Iagnet"<br />
and I lau ghed so ha rd at He r vey 's<br />
skit that I choked on my Coca -Cola.<br />
I was really sor ry when the music<br />
ended. for it had been a swell eve ni ng.<br />
enjoyed by all !<br />
• • •<br />
. .. and then ca me Christmas ! I<br />
can still feel a ti ngle go down my<br />
back when I think of t he Christ mas<br />
Dan ce. T he Christmas t ree in t he<br />
auditor ium put me in a holiday mood,<br />
pronto, and I was rea dy to cut capers<br />
... j ust like that! Hercules di sappro<br />
ved. He t hought I shou ld hi:' mort'<br />
" la dy-like" and not like an excited<br />
puppy ; but. Christmas comes only<br />
once a yea r and we're not young fo r<br />
eve r. (By t he wa y, th ose Xmas baskets<br />
with all the goodies made even<br />
Xeptune's mouth water !)<br />
• • •<br />
Golly, four months of t he leap yea r<br />
gone. I wonder how Bacchus fa re s.<br />
The las t I remember was that he was<br />
dashing a way fro m clamou ri ng gals<br />
as king him to the "Snowtlur rv" , . .<br />
that was three mont hs ago . I must