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We have a question regarding archives, files, photos, etc. regarding MCHS grad Peter Parsons

The following message is concerned with an Malcolm Campbell High School (MCHS) 2015 page entitled:

Students and Staff Who Have Passed Away

We have the following question at the MCHS Grads Facebook page:

Louise Gaudette writes:

“I am sorry to hear about all classmates who have passed. I just went to the Preserved stories list and noticed Peter Parsons’ name. I am a ’71 grad, but knew Peter well for a time. Jaan,  if you have anyone in your files/archives I could contact about Peter, I would really appreciate it. Thanks/Merci.”

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If you have any archives files, photos related to MCHS grad Peter Parsons, please contact me through this website or by email at jpill@preservedstories.com.

 

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6 Responses to We have a question regarding archives, files, photos, etc. regarding MCHS grad Peter Parsons

  1. Jaan Pill Jaan Pill says:

    William Jacobson writes:

    I lost track of Peter after graduation in 1969. However, one think I remember very well was Peter practicing bagpipes in the basement of MCHS while we were trying to rehearse chamber music. I think the quartet was me, Teddy LeCouffe, Robert McMaster (also deceased) and perhaps Carol Hambly (Barton) or perhaps her brother Doug. Until that time, I never knew Peter played the pipes, and he spent some time explaining things to me, and letting me practice on his chanter.

  2. Doug Hambley says:

    It wasn’t me as it was probably after I graduated in 1967. In addition, I didn’t know that Peter played the pipes! I lost track of him after his Mother died around 1967 and he and his older sister Pat moved. Before that, they lived on Lavigne St. (up the street from us) near de Salaberry. I did hear in the mid 1970s from John Moffatt’s younger brother that Peter had ridden across Africa on a motorcycle.

    We had quite the musical crowd! Teddy and John Moffatt ended up as noted musicians with major orchestras. I never played professionally but have played guitar publically on occasion and also play O’Carolan planxties and other celtic music on the penny whistle.

    Doug Hambley

    • Wendy Robson says:

      Doug Hambley, (Wendy HOLDEN here; Hi C St Andrews and St L High School; I just found this.. There are a fair amount of 67 grads over at St L High School .(50 years since Expo year. Where are you now? (Belleville ret teacher; family everywhere else! ; . Mary Miles (Farrugia) , and some others have been wondering if anyone over at M C H S ever has information about JUDY TRENT (67-MCHS) who became Judy Symmons -sister Bonita (S L H S)
      When last heard ( M L S; McGill) of she was in Boston , then Ottawa with family . No one has heard of her since then.. (Believe Gerry Maffre still somewhere in Ottawa) Thanks for any info !

  3. Jaan Pill Jaan Pill says:

    I went to elementary school with Patricia Parsons when I was in Grade 7 (I think it was) at Morison School. I was wondering if Pat was related to Peter and I’m pleased I now know my assumption was correct.

  4. Daniel McPhail says:

    My family purchased and moved into the house on Lavigne St in the spring of 1967. Upon moving in we noticed written on the wall of the partially finished basement were the words “farewell old house”.

  5. Jaan Pill Jaan Pill says:

    That is a poignant message, from one set of owners to another. When we moved in to our house on Lavigne St. the building of it had just been completed. That was in the mid-1950s. In the spring of 1951, at the age of five, I had stood on the deck of a ship called the Gripsholm and had looked out at Halifax harbour as the ship headed into port. Immigrants such as myself generally arrived by ship in those days.

    I had said to myself, “Remember what you are seeing now. Remember this sight. This is where you will be spending the rest of your life.” Well, it turned out that we were stopping at Halifax only overnight. The next day we were on a train, with Toronto as our destination. When the train stopped in Montreal, my mother (who was in her early thirties at the time) had a quick look around and convinced my father (who by that time was in his late thirties) that Montreal was the ideal place for the family to settle down.

    They had left their home country, their former homes, behind. One day they had a home, in the country where they had grown up. Next day they were fleeing for their lives in the midst of the chaos and destruction of warfare. It was an experience that many people shared, of course. I’ve been reading about the history of the Second World War, and of the postwar era, for many, many years. Even now, new archives from those years are being opened up. I make a point of reading as much as I can, when historians publish accounts based on such archives.

    For a few years we lived in an apartment in or near the Snowdon district in Montreal, on a street on a very steep hill time that I think may have been named Ridgevale (it was subsequently renamed). I began primary school at Van Horne School not far from where we lived. It was at the bottom of the hill. Then we moved to our new house on Lavigne St. That’s how it happened that I ended up some years later at Malcolm Campbell High School.

    It was the Number 17 streetcar that connected Snowdon with Cartierville. I took many, many trips on that streetcar, in those years. When I lived in Cartierville, I continued over the years to attend community events at a location near the southern end of the Number 17 streetcar line.

    Sometimes I think about the fact, that whatever place a person lives at, it’s a stopping point along the way. Wherever we may live, we are visitors, passing through on our journey through life.

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