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As best I can recall, I moved out in the autumn of 1966.
I had bombed out in the Commerce program at McGill, switched to Arts and, by virtue of being the child of a single, working-class parent, received the max loan/bursary from the provincial gov't.
My girlfriend was from Marblehead, MA, and was, in theory, living at the Royal Victoria College women's residence (which is now McGill's Music School).
We lived in a succession of apartments in the ghetto, and I can't remember which one was first.
They shared a common characteristic: small. Basically, a bed, somewhere to cook and a space to get high and listen to music (one of our first investments was a good sound system).
An annual rite of spring was skipping out, in the dead of night, on our September-to-September lease. Our partner-in-crime - who helped us load all our crap in his father's car - is a lawyer now.
The most memorable place we lived was a classic townhouse on the east side of Hutchison, just below Prince Arthur.
It was notable because not-yet feminist icon Judy Rebick, whom I knew from the McGill Daily, lived there with her crazy boyfriend, a much older man who had been in the British army and fought the Mau-Mau in Kenya.
He had a disassembled Bugati in the living room. During Expo 67, the Grateful Dead crashed there.
Through a period of four years, I lived on Aylmer, Milton, Hutchison, Park Ave., St. Urbain and St. Famille.
I've now been in the same Pointe Claire townhouse for 32 years.
Go figure.
Read the entire My First Montreal Apartment series
Through a period of four years, I lived on Aylmer, Milton, Hutchison, Park Ave., St. Urbain and St. Famille.
I've now been in the same Pointe Claire townhouse for 32 years.
Go figure.
Read the entire My First Montreal Apartment series
- Snarchland: Neil Cameron's My First Montreal Apartment
- My First Montreal Apartment: John Allore
- Mike Boone: My first Montreal apartment
- My first Montreal apartment: Jack Ruttan
- Vava Vol - My first Montreal apartment
- My first Montreal apartment: Kate McDonnell
- My first Montreal apartment: John Hood
- My first Montreal apartment: Stephen Lack
- My first Montreal apartment: Taras Grescoe
- My first Montreal apartment: Dennis Trudeau
- My first Montreal apartment: Colin Robertson
- My first apartment - Daniel Richler
He's missed on The Gazette's "Hockey Inside Out" section although he might be back part time when The NHL starts up again....
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Congrats on your long and successful career in print!
As a member of class of '66 I am intrigued that a Baron Byng Honour Hall museum is being planned inside its former premises. Will there be a section commemorating the anti-semtism - explict and implicit - on which it was founded and run? After all its original purpose was to remove the problem of those pushy Jews wanting to celebrate their own holidays and disrupting the Protestant School calendar which was ordained by God. This hearkens back to the good ole days in Egypt land. Then of course the school library would not stock the works of Mordechai Richler because he was a bit too ... Nor do I remember any of the other illustrious, albeit Hebraic, alumni being invited to talk at assemblies or otherwise honoured by their alma mater.
I had the outstanding good fortune to be one of the few, and only one in my class, to wear a yarmulke. This allowed me to experience an extra measure (like manna for the Sabbath in the exodus) of the semitic appreciation that imbued our beloved institution. I remember my first introduction to the tender mercies of BBHS' galaxy of academic stars. Miss Katz, our Oprah, was administering an IQ test to my class. I asked her what the perforated strip along the side was for. She slapped the yarumulke off my head and shouted "Is it the hat that makes you so stupid?"
Why is it that for a school that at times was ninety-five percent Jewish did we never have a principal who was so?
Whether you reply to me or not, thanks for the opportunity to whinge.
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Moses Shuldiner