|I started there on third wing, under the watch of Mrs. Burridge,
our housemother. I had Ronald and David as my 2 room mates and later on
that year, ended up with Bob and Richard, 2 guys from Lennoxville. My first
"experience" in the use of foul language was to have a bar of that industrial
orange Carbolic soap shoved into my mouth, via this Miss Robillard. She
heard me telling off some kid, I forget just who, but I had that nasty
taste of soap in my mouth for the rest of that day!
I do recall those early morning risings, when we boys had to
do those pre- breakfast runs all around the main Feller building,
also the heavy clanging sound of the radiators, when the heat was starting
to finally get through them, after we froze our....s off the night before!
I did find out a few times, just how Mr. Lortie's wooden paddle felt. He
1965 also saw the first rising of the new Canadian flag in February of that year, as well as the terrible Ville LaSalle gas explosions that leveled a few apartment complexes. We also got to watch the funeral of Sir.Winston Churchill in the chapel, via 2 black and white TV sets that the Lortie's brought in. We did a couple of boys later on in 1965 that had been through the LaSalle gas explosion. One of them didn't take too well to teasing (We'd never do that!) and took after my brother, with a pair of heavy duty scissors and tried to attack him in the boys' washroom on third wing. My brother fortunately was able to get into a toilet stall and the prefect intervened.
I was on fourth main during
my second year, with Bob and John. A silly thing we did for a few laughs,
was to wait until the flat got quiet after lights out and then we'd take
turns going to the washroom and bang the toilet seats up and down hard,
until the prefect came and told us to stop the racket and get back to our
room. I was one that had the "habit " of
I was one who loved to listen to the radio and log in the distant American radio stations late at night after lights out and a few times, I got Bob's transistor radio confiscated, much to his anger.
My final year at Feller, saw the departure of Guy Lortie and Lloyd Meldrum took over the tasks of acting housemaster. We had to address him as "Mr. Lloyd", due to his dad and I had 2 new room mates, Stan and Ivor. One thing that really comes to mind was the amount of mice that also "attended" Feller that final year. A couple of guys on our third wing flat kept track about how many mice were caught by pinning their tails all along the notice board on our floor.
One night, my 2 room mates
and I were looking over the court yard to the girls' side, since our room
was situated there. I noticed a small part of one of the frosted windows
on the girls' side was clear and a pair of heads looking through it to
our side. The lads said I was crazy and that there was no way they were
looking at us and both proceeded to undress and
I got to see Expo '67 for the first time, compliments of a Feller day trip. We ended up "losing" one of the boys, who decided to sneak away and not return to the school.
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