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September
6 Friday
Bought
text books. nite- went to the Campsite, Ralph back.
September
8 Sunday
[earlier
this year Foster, Fred etc had planted marijuana up north.
They wished to see if it had grown, so...]
Foster, Fred, Bob, Ernie, Maggie and I went up north [in
the Lincoln. the place was around Lachute. We parked the car
up this road, and walked through a field filled with stumps.
Foster stood on one, and he spotted the plants. There were
quite a few, we grabbed them all. They were brought back in
the trunk of the car.
That night I took some to Dave's. Ralph was there too. Dried
some in Dave's kitchen, it wasn't bad].
Abbott was strange. At the heart of
the campus, in front of the main building, was a oval shaped
lawn called (wait for it) 'The Oval'. At this time you were
not supposed to walk across it (at least not new students).
I remember the first time we did, we were yelled at by some
guys in Brittan Hall (the boy's residence).
I
found I liked Calculus and Philosophy (I had taken a scientific
course because I had done well in these subjects in Grade
11 and thought that would be the direction of my life. In
my graduation yearbook, the only one I don't have a copy of,
I said my goal was " to become a great scientist"
and my probable destination was " discovering grass kills".
My
father suggested I take Philosophy. At this time I had never
read any, and wasn't even sure what the word meant. That class
opened my eyes (the teacher was Jerry Lavallee, a slightly
Timothy Leary type (who told us about LSD philosophy experiments)
but a great teacher. Before that I had always seen the world
one way, and never considered there were any other ways of
seeing it.
The
first idea that stuck me was the Forms of Plato and the story
of the Cave. Objects as they really are...
A guy in the class, Dale, said that
if I passed the course (which he doubted, I guess I didn't
look the type) he'd name a religion after me. Dale was a tall
thin guy with longish brown hair and glasses. He had an inflated
view of his own intelligence. I met Gilles and Michelle (a
couple and nice people) in this class also.
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| Gilles
and Michelle |
Calculus
was great. I loved it (the teacher was Miss Clarke).
Though 1974-75 I would do it for fun and to relax (so
much so, that notebook after notebook were filled with
calculations and graphs. I would get ahead of the course.
The period 1974-76 saw me turning inwards to a great
extent, with the results that my technical skill in
drawing increased dramaticly. I'm sure now that the
mastering of mathematics had something to do with it).
Both
these courses have effected my later art, in control
of line and in the attempt to convey ideas in my drawings.
This was my father's last gift to me while he lived...
I
disliked Pre-Cal, or rather the teacher Mr Bozel (you
can imagine his nickname), who told the lamest of jokes.
Andy was in my class (also a guy little boy, Dave Harward,
who I had a crush on) . Foster was in my Chem class,
a difficult one.
(It
was at this time (and into 1975) that the documentary
series from England; 'The Ascent of Man' by Jacob Bronowski,
were being aired on PBS.. This show had a great influence
on me for many years to come.
A sideline: I would drink coffee
at Abbott in the morning (and for the first time liked
it), That fall sugar was more expensive, and they would
charge for packets of it...
Andy, Ralph and I were sitting
in the Oval (the coffee house on campus) one afternoon
when we learned bubblegum had gone to 2¢ for the
first time. Western Civilization was finished... |
High up on the suspention brigde that
connected Ste Anne's to Ile Perrot, some John Abbott grads
had painted "The Wanderers '74" and on the other
side was "AGR '73" (Agriculture graduates, as John
Abbott was housed in buildings leased from McDonald College.
At one time all the campus was part of McDonald College, which
was run by McGill University. This is why our philosophy course
was held in the Poultry Building...)
September
13 Friday
[I
needed to make up my French mark from Grade 11] went
to John Rennie to see about it. nite- watched Mash and smoked
oil.
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