When I was in grades 5 and 6, I was a member of the School Safety Patrol, a program sponsored by the Canadian Automobile Association. As patrolmen we would be assigned a crosswalk near the school, and our responsibility was to watch for traffic and indicate when it was safe for students to cross the… Continue reading My Old School – Part IV
One of the evening’s events was going to be the opening of a time capsule. I couldn’t recall anything about a time capsule when I was a student there; mind you, I was only eight when the school opened. I was looking forward to viewing the contents. Shortly after my tour of the school I… Continue reading My Old School – Part III
We continued on our tour and arrived at the library. It was the same space that served as the library when I was a student, but it seemed smaller. The first thing I noticed was the multitude of computers. There were also far fewer books. We walked to the far corner. “Colin, right here was… Continue reading My Old School – Part II
Havelock School is set for demolition this summer. It’s hard to believe. I was a student there when it first opened. A final open-house was held last week. It had been 46 years since I last walked the halls. I felt the need to attend. When I first entered the building, Colin, an eight-year-old student,… Continue reading My Old School – Part I
Back when I was in high school, a buddy of mine decided that he wanted to stop by a local tavern for a beer. I don’t think he was particularly thirsty for such a beverage, I think he just wanted to be able to say that he had been served. You see, he was eighteen… Continue reading What’s in a Name?