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REMEMBER

Material Supplied from the brains of
Claire Day and Jan Bain.

REMEMBER when the college was
situated at West Van High on Mathers
and the whole college consisted of a 2
story portable.

REMEMBER that we were not allowed to
wear jeans to work and we even had to
fight to be allowed to wear slacks.

REMEMBER the day Ian Buck came in
without his teeth.

by R. Reid

REMEMBER how we used to go to the
Avalon for lunch - - - -

REMEMBER the night Reid Gilbert (the
noted gourmet) ate a head of lettuce
because he was dieting.

REMEMBER all the knitting everyone
used to do. By the way Reid, did you
ever finish that green afgan?

REMEMBER the Chinese food lunches on
paydays.

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pigs, frogs, and acid

by Barry Williamson

Arriving for my first day of work in
November 1972 I first went upstairs to
the Biology lab. In those days it was the
second floor of a two story portable, the
first floor containing the Chemistry lab.
Here I learned how to work under very
erowded conditions. The Chemistry Lab
would always warn us when the Fire
Marshall was around so we could move
the larger plants from in front of the fire
doors, the only available space for them.
Down in the Chemistry lab my work area
was an 8' X 8' chemical store room
containing- a file cabinet and _ table
squeezed in between the chemical
shelves and the water heater. This was
the best room for having an afternoon
nap. Not because of its comfort but the
constant presence of chemical fumes in
the stagnant air of the overgrown closet
quickly made one feel drowzy.

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The joys of working in these portables
was undescribable. Chemistry students
had to contend with having formaldehyde
dripping on their heads from the fetal
pigs and frogs stored upstairs. The main
storeroom was on the second floor of the
highschool and the washrooms were no
closer. Ali this apparently was a great
advancement over the days when the labs
were held during the evenings in the high
school and all equipment and supplies had
to be borrowed and shipped over from
S.F.U. on a weekly basis.

When I spilt a gallon of sulphuric acid on
myself and the Chem. lab floor it didn't
improve the appearance of the lab (or
myself for that matter). However we all
agreed that the lab floor needed re-
tiling.

Soon all these discomforts were banished
when we made the big move to
Lynnmour. Now, instead of running up