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Photos From the 1946 Torch

N.C.I. Staff

Torch Staff

Student’s Council

Orchestra

Cheer Leaders

Girls Senior B.B. Team

Girls Junior B.B. Team

Boys Senior and Juvenile B.B.

Boys Midget B.B. Team

Boys Bantam B.B. Team

Boys Senior Hockey Team

Boys Junior Hockey

 

IN MEMORIAM

P.O. Walter Coons, R.C.A.F.

Pte. Robert Fretts, R.C.A.

Pte. Arthur Frink, R.C.O.C.

L.A.C. Howard Gilbert, R.C.A.F.

Sgt. Walter Kimmerly, R.C.A.F.

Sgt. Jim Miller, R.C.A.F.

P.O. Don Reid, R.C.A.F.

Sgt. Jim Roney R.C.A.F.

Gnr. David Perry, R.C.A.

W.O. Walter Thurlow, R.C.A.F.

Pte. Raymond Parks S.D.G.H.

Maj. George Purcell, R.C.A.

Lieut. Robert Templeton, T.S.

Gnr. William Templeton, R.C.A.

Lieut. William Webb, A.T.C.

 

 

THE TORCH 1946

EDITOR IN CHIEF:  Shirley Luby.

ASSOCIATE EDITOR:  Bill Roblin

LITERARY EDITOR:  Lenny Clark

BUSINESS EDITOR:  Gary Smith

ADVERTISING EDITOR:  Don Elliot

GIRLS’ SPORTS EDITOR:  Doreen Cochrane

BOYS’ SPORTS EDITOR:  Jim Kinkley

SOCIAL EDITOR:  Audrey Correll

CADET EDITOR:  Morley Hawley

MUSIC EDITOR:  John Simpson

HUMOUR EDITOR:  Jack Boyle

ART STAFF:  Gail Roffey, Mike Fisher, Bill Roffey

ADVISOR:  Miss Mary Padden

 

CLASS REPORTERS

Grade 13:  Olive Smith

     Grade 12a:  Ruth Hall

Grade 12c:  Eileen Norris

Grade  11a:  Fred Curran

  Grade 11c:  Faye Tomlinson

     Grade 10a:  Norman Henricks

Grade 10b:  Tom Tate

     Grade 10c:  Hazel Hogeboone

     Grade 9a:   Robert Cochrane

      Grade 9b:  Mary Margaret Douglas

      Grade 9c:  Bill Vine

      Grade 9d:  Gale Smith

 

 

PRINCIPAL’S MESSAGE

 

   I have again been asked to write a forward for this magazine.

 

   It is a great honour to bring greetings to you all - students, teachers, parents and the general public on the occasion of our attaining the age of 100 years as a Secondary School.  We salute the many great men and women who got much of their education in this institution as it proceeded from Grammar School, Academy and High School to Collegiate and Vocation Institute.

 

   The school has been indebted to many a donor who has given articles of value, cultural and scientific, and in particular I wish to mention that very distinguished alumnus, Mr. C.B. Fox, M.A., who has given us so much.  To him we owe the fact that no school in the country has a finer collection of works of art.

 

   With the youth of the school and of the town and surrounding country taking a keener interest to civic affairs, we are looking forward to an even greater growth in the usefulness of this fine old school in fitting its students to take up the responsibilities of citizenship.

 

   In conclusion, may I pay tribute to the large number of students and teachers who fought for their King and Country in the First and Second World Wars.  May we never forget “Our unreturning brave.”

 

“They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.”

 

C. E. Jamieson.

 

EDITORIAL

 

   Fearlessly and hopefully the new 1946 TORCH was born.  Proudly and demandingly we asked for contributions - we received exhuberant but vague promises.  We set a deadline - we set another deadline.  We threatened, cajoled, coaxed, pleaded and finally begged.  Visions of irate advertisers and angry students who had paid their subscription in advance swam before our tortured minds.  we even considered writing something ourselves but quickly discarded the idea.  this was indeed our great moment of unachievement - but this is the life of editors.  Suddenly without warning, fate in the persons of N.C.I.  Students came to our aid and we were once again the proud haughty editorial staff, for contributions came flooding in.  Strangely enough before we had worried because we seemed to have too many pages to fill, now we could wish that our space was unlimited so that we could include all the marvelous material we received.  Although we have condensed, cut, scrimped and squeezed as much as any housekeeper on a budget we still couldn’t manage to include everything.  we hope that those students whose work does not appear in this issue will be contributors to our future editions of the TORCH.  We would like here to mention our thanks to that sometimes forgotten but very necessary part of a magazine, the Financial Staff.  We are proud to say that through the great efforts of our Business and Advertising Staffs with the help of the Girls’ Athletic Association and the Students’ Council, the TORCH has had substantial and adequate backing.

 

   This year our magazine is indeed pictorial.  Pictures of the various organizations in the school and illustrations by our capable art staff are prominently featured throughout the magazine.  We have tried to make our literary section appealing to the tastes of all our readers.  We have tried to devote a few lines to every member of the collegiate. We have tried to include every activity in the school.  We have tried to pick humour that would be guaranteed not to “pop before it reaches you;  but remember in all these thing we are not infalliable.  We have also tried to make this magazine a triumph over its predecessors - we hope you will think it stands with the most interesting school magazines you have read.  With this final burst of fanfare we proudly present your 1946 TORCH - we think you will enjoy it.

 

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   This year Napanee Collegiate Institute celebrates its Centennial.  For one hundred years this school has educated the youth of the Town, turning out men and women well-equipped for the tasks ahead of them.  A century of service to the community is a record of which we students should be justly proud.

 

   In 1846, the curriculum included Latin, Greek and mathematics and not much else.  Today, we can study such subjects as practical Agriculture, Home Economics, and commercial.  In 1846, the extra-curriculum activities were non-existent;  in 1946 we have basketball and hockey, badminton, Cadets and school dances.  One hundred years ago most of the principles we learn in our science classes were unknown, but today we can demonstrate them easily in our labs.  However, examinations are the same today as they were a century ago, and the fear-filled appreciation with which a student awaits the results was experienced by great grandfathers also.

 

   Yes, Napanee Collegiate has kept in pace with the times.  Today we have one of the finest schools in the province.  Our esprit de corps is recognized all over the district. This year we have the largest enrolment in the history of the institution.  Our school has had noteworthy past;  now let us do our best to give it a great future.

 

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IMPROVING OUR SCHOOL

 

   Property always represents labour.  Men have invested their labour and time in order to produce the property that belongs to them individually or to the public.

 

   Therefore, we should respect that which belongs to others.  The school property represents the labours of many people.  The books of a student represent his labour or his father’s labour.  To write one’s name on woodwork of the school or in some student’s book, to disfigure furniture in the school, to destroy library books, shake ink on the floor, to throw chalk about, to drop gum, orange peelings, paper on the floor - all these are ways in which we are apt to interfere with the possessions of others.

 

   All these things are a discredit to our school and certainly to ourselves.  Private or school property is safe not because we have a policeman to protect it, but because people respect it.  We must all look upon the property of others in such a way that we respect it as much as that which belongs to ourselves.

 

   The school property is for the enjoyment of all the students.  We should benefit from it only as long as we deserve to do so.  It is so easy to destroy.  Let us do the harder thing which is to improve! 

 

 

ORCHESTRA

 

THE BEGINNING OF THE N.C.I. ORCHESTRA

 

   It all began at a school dance in the spring of 1945.  Somebody mentioned organizing a school dance band.  A few boys canvassed the school for likely talent and soon everything was arranged.  The orchestra then organized remains today, composed as it was then of Natalie Homes, piano;  Murray Hogarth, trumpet;  Gary Smith and Bill Roffey, traps;  Jack Boyle, C. Melody, sax.;  John Simpson, clarinet.

 

   In the beginning of the orchestra produced some sounds that saddened the hearts of even those who produced the.  By practicing about two or three times a week the members made some progress, but with the arrival of the summer holidays all instruments were put away until September.

 

   When fall arrived the orchestra began practicing again, adding to its number Robert Wartman, with tenor Sax, and Jack Boyle and John Simpson with alto Sax.  The group attracted the attention of Mrs. Drury, who voluntarily undertook its musical direction for a time.  Immediate progress could be noted.

 

   The orchestra made its first appearance when it played for the Girls’ Athletic Club dance.  A treasury was started and a library of new music begun.  The School Board purchased new material for the music stands which the boys made themselves.  The artist who lettered “N” on the front of the stands stood on his head while doing so;  this accounts for the mistaken idea that it is an old English “A”.  But don’t let anyone kid you, that letter is “N” and it stands for “N.C.I.”

 

   The orchestra’s prosperity has kept pace with its popularity and the group is now able to stand on its own feet.

JOHN SIMPSON

 

OUR CHEER LEADERS

 

In beautiful costumes of red and white,

Ruth leads the cheers to “fight, fight, fight,”

All of us cheer with all our might,

For the team that to us is always right.

Ruth Doc, Gerald and Gay.

Cheer for the team that’ll win today.

They prance and trip till their hair turns gray.

“It won’t be long till we win,” they say.

Half time and the cheerleaders skip on the floor,

Their followers join in with one mighty roar,

And although they dislike the amount of the score,

Even our rivals yell, “more, more, more.”

We stamp our feet and loudly cry,

As near the end we’re at a tie,

“Shorty” shoots the ball up high,

Through the basket for N.C.I. !

Two points ahead, and five seconds to go,

The “ref” gives Regi a double free throw.

The air is tense as he bends down low.

But into the basket it fails to go.

We’re glad he missed the shot and we

Sigh with relief as they move from the key,

We stamp and shout with glee,

N-A-P-A-N-E-E

BEVERLEY NICOL AND NATALIE HOLMES

 

COMMENCEMENT EXERCISES 

   Featuring an excellent address by Principal Atkinson, of Glebe Collegiate, Ottawa, the annual Commencement Exercises were held on September 28th, before an appreciative audience.

 

   The Memorial Scholarship, awarded to Helen Creighton was presented by Rev. N. Hatton, and the presentation of the Fox gold Medals were given by P.U. Laidley, Esq., to Ruth John (Upper School) and Lenny Clarke (Middle School).  The Commercial Medals were presented by Wing commander Langford, A. F. C., to Evelyn Myers (Grade 12) and Frances Mellow (Grade 11).  Edgar Drew, Esp., presented Ruth Rescorla with the Lower School Medal.

 

   Speed and accuracy determined the winners of the Typewriting Cups which were presented by Dr. Galbraith, B.A., to Frances Mellow, Audrey Walsh and Shirley Boyce for speed, and Evelyn Meyers and Marion vine for accuracy.

 

   A piano solo by Louise Evans proved a very delightful interlude.

 

   With the absence of Mayor Hall the Honour Graduation diplomas were presented by the speaker, Principal Atkinson, followed by the presentation of the Secondary School Graduation Diplomas by the late C. B. Creighton.  Rev. C. D. McLellan, B.A., B.D., then presented the Intermediate Certificates and the Strathcona Medal was presented to Douglas Fretts by W. Wartman, Esq.

 

   The Valedictory was given by Miss Shirley Luby and the honour of winning the Princeps Alumnae was given to Helen Creighton and the Princeps Alumna to Robert Wartman.

 

   The Exercises closed with a few remarks by C. E. Jamieson and the singing of the national Anthem.

 

   Scholarships won at Queen’s University by Helen Creighton were The Watson memorial Scholarship in German and the Ottawa Women’s Canadian Club Scholarship.

 

   Music by Norman Henricks provided a pleasant background for the afternoon’s entertainment.

 

The Honour Graduation Diplomas were presented to:

Curtis Allen

Frances Baird

Carman Bell

Wilda Berndt

Marion Burrows

Helen Creighton

Donald Elliott

John Fahey

Nadine Hinch

Nina Hudgins

Grant Humphrey

Ruth John

Shirley Luby

Gordon McLellan

Mary Maunder

Ruth Mellow

William Norris

Lois Paul

Joan Santer

Francis Slingerland

Jack Spencer

Marion Vine

Robert Wartman

Murray Wilson

 

STUDENT’S COUNCIL

 

PRESIDENT:  Shirley Luby

VICE-PRES.:  Bill Roblin

SEC’Y-TREAS.:  Gary Smith

 

COUNCILLORS

Grade 13 -  Morley Hawley

Grade 12a - Ruth Hall

Grade 12c - Gerald Thompson

Grade 11a - Michael Fisher

Grade 11c - Betty Coates

Grade 10a - Beverley Nicol

Grade 10b - Tom Tate

Grade 10c - Wilfred Booth

Grade 9a - Malcolm Finlay

Grade 9b - Eleanor Johnston

Grade 9c - Janie Wilson

Grade 9d - Barbara Baird

 

GRADE XIII

Katie Cochrane - Concert Pianist

Doreen Cochrane - Nurse

Lenny Clark - Nurse

Doug Fretts - Electrical Engineer

Dave Beatty - Dentist

Gwen Hill - Teacher

Jean Tulloch - Teacher

Shirley McGinness - Doctor

Helen Mellow - Teacher

Jack Boyle - Commercial Advertiser

Joan Armstrong - Physiotherapy

Morley Hawley - Engineer

Jim Kinkley - Business

Eleanor Burnett - Teacher

Vince Kenelly -  Mining Engineer

Don Elliott - Business Administrator

Edith Hall - Nurse

Doris Brown - Secretary

Dorothy Boyce - Teacher

Gordon Roberts - Astronomer

Gary Smith - Journalist

Eileen Norris - Secretary

Veronica Hunt - Nun

Eleanor Silver - Journalist

Pauline Lemmon - Nurse

Audrey Smith - Nurse

Rowena Milligan - Teacher

Erma Hawley - B.A.

Jean Dier - Nurse

Gwen Gourlie - Teacher

Olive Smith - Hygienist

 

XIIA

Names Included:

Mr. Smith

Bob Allison

Rose Allen

Peggy Booth

Bruce Caldwell

Frances Chalmers

Martin Convery

Amelda Dickerson

Mary Dillenbeck

Audrey Correll

Cameron Craven

Marie Clark

Marian English

Ruth Hall

Eugenia Hagerman

Morris Henderson

Mildred Jackson

Nancy Laidley

Lois McGreer

Bob McMillan

Jim Markle

Grace Richmond

Bill Roblin

Audrey Sinclair

Scammy Schermerhorn

Juicy Joynt

Dorothy Vanalstine

Bill Woodland

Anna Wicklam

 

The Horrible Truths of XIA

 

Now Ruth is the girl with most of the brains

But Louise and Vivian also take pains

And as for the rest - that’s up to you

You can judge for yourself when this story’s through.

First comes Audrey Vine who goes with Ron

She would feel very sad where he suddenly gone.

Next is Rosemary Dale whom the boys admire,

But of Don Hogarth she never does tire.

Then comes Joyce Berndt who likes to laugh

And does every day in our principal’s class.

Oh, he doesn’t like it, but what can he do?

With Jean Foster behind her to give her the cue.

Then there’s smilin’ Jean Davis whom you probably know

She would come to school were it 80 below.

Marg Loucks is the girl that has all the heft

No wonder her car hasn’t any springs left.

Barbara McLaughlin seems very quiet

But when out goes the teacher she starts a riot.

Marion Tulloch comes once a day -

She comes for a period, but does not stay.

Gerald Creighton sits meekly at his desk.

He doesn’t cause trouble, cause he isn’t a pest.

Mike Fisher may doubt these last remarks.

But I’m not worried for he only barks.

Now comes Neal McLean;  we call him “Mac”

You should see him jump when he sits on a tack.

John Simpson smirks and looks around

Ron Boyce is looking at the ground.

“That tack has done its work,” Ron says,

Then on Don Tompkins the blame he lays.

This story is coming to an end.

So don’t stop now read on my friend.

Joe Caldwell’s the next victim of my story

He’s been with us long and his record is gory:

He likes to draw pictures, but is that strange?

I’ll bet he wouldn’t show them unto Miss Grange.

Jack Davis and Scott make a lively good pair

They talk till they make the teachers swear.

If there are any objection to be said

Take them to the editor (if you’re not afraid).

If you don’t like my story don’t make my ears burn

For I hope I am still - Yours truly,

FRED CURRAN

 

 

10A NEWS

 

Here is a list of those inmated in the cell of 10a

 

Warren Albertson

Donald Smith

Murray Hogarth

William Finlay

Doris Baird

Fern Allen

Ruth Hudgins

Antionette Amedeo

Lois Babcock

Harold Babcock

Charles Shewman

Shirley Johnston

Nannette Smith

Muriel Vannest

Margaret Remington

Helen Brady

Beverley Nicol

Janie Caldwell

Alan Elliott

Natalie Holmes

Nancy Allison

Gwendolyn Huyck

Lorena Brummel

Bruce Fretts

Viva Goslin

Norman Henricks

Douglas Hoare

Donald Hogarth

Betty Palmer

 

IXA

 

Raye Adams

Maurice Beaubien

Tim Brennan

Donald Douglas

Tom Huffman

Francis Kelly

Pat Breaugh

Jack Blakely

Jack Dale

John Cochrane

Marion Cook

Florence Bell

Caroline Babcock

Mary Chalk

Ruth Brummel

Jean Cooper

Betty Wagar

Barbara Davis

Kaye Clarke

Mary Breen

Bernice Brennon

Nadine Burrows

Sylvia Dale

Geraldine Dowling

Hilda Baldree

Ella Buchanan

 

9B Personals

 

Wouldn’t it be funny if:

Doris was a grapefruit instead of a Lemmon,

Doug was day instead of Knight,

Mary was a Dodge instead of a Ford,

Billy cuts instead of Hughes.

Alice McNeill-Sultry

Jean Empey - They call her “Flash.”

Verna McTaggert - The “Brain”.

Norma McTaggert - A long drink of water

Marjory Jackson - Marjory likes her French

Marion Henderson - If it wasn’t for Marion where would we be?

Mary Hambly - Basketball star

Roger Henwood - Tall, Tanned and Terrific

Glenn Hudson - His heart belongs in Oshawa

Levona McConnell - “Giggling Gertie”

Bob Walsh - Oh that man

Bob Hall - Favorite Habitat - Holmes’ Dairy

Gerald Morgan - Angel face

Basil McKeown - The rage of 9B

Edith Smith - “Edie was a Lady”

Audrey McGregor - “The Shape”

Audrey McCabe - The Flame of Regiopolis

Wayne Jackson - “Short and Sweet”

Clarence Kimmet - Oh, that red hair!

James Kimmet - 9B mathematician

Fred Luby - Tubby Lubby

Mary Mory - Soda-friend

Eleanor Johnston - She’s all a twitter

 

 

 

 

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