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Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Semester Spotlight #4

It's over... the semester that was by far the best one of my university experience yet.  After two years I'm pretty sure I have university life pretty much down pat (but hey there's always more to learn.) As with my other semester spotlights, I am going to hope that I order my highlights chronologically

#1 McLean Scene 
This past semester I started a second radio show on chmr with my wonderful best friend, Hanaa. It is called McLean, after the late host of Viynal Cafe, Stuart McLean. Our show is a storytelling show with different themes each show. During the Winter semester, the show aired live every second Wednesday from 4-5pm. Once the Spring semester starts, I plan to go live weekly; same day and time. I've had a handful of my pals on the show, like Josh, Renee, Warren, Ally, Ely, and Jasmine. I'm excited to see what is in McLean's future, and I plan to keep the show running for the entire time I'm at MUN.

#2 A new SAGA
In January I started volunteering with MUN SAGA (Sexuality and Gender Advocacy), MUN's LGBTQIA2SP+ student resource centre. I mentioned my involvement with SAGA briefly in my last blog post, however, my participation has increased since then. I became an official volunteer, spending a lot of my free time at the centre and hanging with my awesome friends who are also involved. We've been on many adventures from going downtown to cutting footloose at Queer Prom. The SAGA peeps are one of my favorite groups of people to spend time with. Oh, can't forget to mention that I'm SAGA's Director of Resources now which is hella exciting, it's gonna be a great year.

#3 Alex Trebek? Naw.
Going to trivia at Bitter's on Thursdays has become a more regular occurrence this past semester, as my team goes almost weekly. Believe it or not, we do place in the top three /sometimes/. It's extra fun when a pair of my friends decide to host, even if they do have a subway station and Austrailian sports categories *cough* Callum and Warren *cough*.  Adam and I hosted one week in January, which was fun. We're hosting again next month.

#4 B r e a k i n g
The first weekend of February, a few of us from MUN Debate went to Mount Allison University in New Brunswick for an invitational debate tournament. Hannah and Luke teamed up, Nic went as a judge and I partnered with Noah (who is at UoT for grad school, but he came to debate with me anyway). It was great seeing my debate pals from other universities, and debate tournaments are always a good time. However, this one was extra special because (after a mix up) Noah and I made the semi-finals! Which was a first for me. We lost to Hannah and Luke in the semis and placed fourth, but heck it was still a really awesome weekend and it was nice to see Noah again.

#5 "This is St. John's" 
I'd like to thank Warren for introducing me to another cool group of people, and inviting me to come aboard the fogbank radio crew. Our team of audio producers is growing, and we even have our own office at the Neal Building. Others involved in this project include RenĂ©e, Angus, Stephanie, and Michelle. I'll be rebroadcasting McLean on fogbank's RSS feed, and maybe even a radio drama and a mini-podcast series. The site is subscribe to listen to some local and unique podcasts.

#6 Managing Campaigns 
This year, Hanaa decided to try and take her MUNSU involvement to the next tier and run for Executive Director of External Affairs, Communications, and Research. She was going up against a well-liked and well-known opponent with more experience on the board, but that didn't stop us. We made buttons, posters, hung a banner, got our friends and others to vote for Hanaa (she got 300+ votes which is pretty good considering how many students don't actually care about these elections). She didn't win, though we gave it our all and we're not gonna give up.

This semester has 100% been my best one yet, in all aspects of university life. It's been rough for my first few semesters, but I believe it's only up from here, and now that I figured out what is on the go in many areas, I can apply my new knowledge and keep tracking through my degree, learning and applying new skills along the way.

Monday, December 25, 2017

Semester Spotlight #3

It has been a while since I have blogged, but I'll mainly blame that on the fact that this semester has been full and busy as heck. They say that in university, every semester gets better. I can confirm, that in my case at least, it is true. This past semester has been better than the entirety of last year, both academically and socially. I'm not even sure which highlight to start with, so I'll just go in what I hope is chronological order.

#1 Cluett Hall Season 2
The school year started with moving back to res. Not much has changed in that department from last year, and I even had the same room, 5028a. My roomie Lexi is pretty cool, and we get along well. I'll miss her when I move to Burton's Pond next semester, hopefully, I'll still see her around. I won't miss going to the dining hall though. See ya, Cluett; it's been a great few terms.

#2  Eight Rounds, Ten Questions Each
This semester, I've taken a liking to another hobby, trivia. Every Thursday there's trivia at Bitter's (the graduate student bar on campus) and it's hosted by different people who volunteer each week. Once again, I have Kyle to thank for introducing me to his trivia team, a group that welcomed me with open arms, and that I've grown to love over the past few months. Ely and I hosted one-week last month, and it went well. I'm not sure if our motifs and puns were appreciated from all the teams, but that's no biggie ehehehehehe. We may not win often, but it's still fun and that's all that matters.

#3 Clairelore
After a year and a half, I have finally (mostly) figured out what I want to study. I fell in love with the field of folklore after a couple weeks into my first folklore courses and declared folklore as my major. I also love hanging out and working in the archive, so if I have a lot of work to do and you're looking for me, MUNFLA on the fifth floor of the education building is likely where you'll find me (wallowing away as I transcribe an interview). Now I just gotta figure out if I'm gonna keep my political science minor, or declare a second major in communication studies, stay tuned.

#4 Debate is Great
I am now the vice president internal of my favorite society, MUN Debate. We had a good fall semester. Hanaa (my best friend and lovely vp external) and I were at the society fair, and we also got logo pins made. We obtained a handful of pretty cool new members, such as Thanes, Peter, Austin, Michael, Julia, and Luke. A couple of teams traveled to Novices at St. Francis Xavier University in Nova Scotia for the novice tournament. Jim and Austin won overall, while Julia and I didn't place dead last so that's a win in my book. It was nice seeing my debate pals from other universities, and honestly, I was pleasantly surprised that they remembered me. I have good vibes for the society next semester, and debating continues to be one of my favourite hobbies.

#5 Sixth Floor Spaces 
I mentioned the debate/model UN office in a previous semester spotlight blog, but as it's currently under renovations, I haven't been hanging out there this semester. Instead, I've been loitering/hanging in the SAGA (Sexuality and Gender Advocacy) and ISC (International Student) resource centres. They are across the hallway from each other. Thanes and Nasomi are on the ISC executive and a handful of my friends (like Derek and Adele) are on the board and/or volunteer with SAGA. I've met some pretty amazing people this semester, who I love spending time with. We've had many adventures throughout the fall, and I'm looking forward to our future shenanigans (and advocacy of course).

#6 Video Didn't Kill chmr 
"...Then one day, this random and weird Brit (who I met at Adam's) was talking about radio. I like radio and I hope to be a journalist someday. Through one thing and another, I was invited on as a cohost. I had mixed feelings because it was really nice to be on air and have the airwaves to ourselves. On the other hand, his show World Folkus is a pile of doo doo. The music is lame and the hosting is appalling. It was fun, and my show, Anecdote Epitome is going to be so much better."
That's what Warren told me when I mentioned that this blog post would have a blurb about hosting a radio show. What he said is very wrong, and I adore hosting World Folkus with Warren and Josh. (It airs Tuesdays at 5pm on 93.5fm or online if you wanna listen.) I've wanted to get involved chmr since I started at MUN but never had the courage to go through with it, until last month.  After surviving a one-hour solo run, I am all trained and ready to host my storytelling show, Anecdote Epitome, with Hanaa starting in the winter. (That'll be Wednesdays at 4pm.) Hosting has become a new favourite hobby of mine, and I love hanging out at the station. I think it's a little piece of the campus that often goes unappreciated, and I do thank Warren for giving me the guts I needed to hop on the radio scene.

This semester didn't go as smoothly as I hoped, but the more time I spend in university the more I learn. I'm looking forward to next semester, and I know it's gonna be my best one yet.

Monday, July 31, 2017

Ottawa: The Fun Filled Fiasco

At the beginning of the summer, my lovely family and I embarked on a trip to Ottawa, as I felt it seemed fitting that we spend Canada's 150th birthday in the capital city. While some parts of the weekend felt like "a series of unfortunate events", it was still an eight out of ten vacation.

If it was one thing I was not expecting in Ottawa was the amount of rain that fell over the course of the weekend. It was fine and dandy when we first arrived but by supper time it was raining cats and dogs. We ended up eating at one of the restaurants we went to last year. It's an Italian spot, and one of my favorite restaurants in the city. Once that was done, we went back to the hotel. Jerrett and I went for a swim (and some old lady asked if we were French, and we said no.)

The next day started with a hunt for breakfast, and we ended up going to the same French cafe that we frequented the last trip. After that, we met up with the Clarkes (Uncle Al, Aunt Lisa, and Allison).  The day was pretty much spent exploring the mall and walking through the Byward Market. We also got Beaver Tails (the pastry), watched some pretty interesting street performers who stole each other's one liners and then went to Major's Hill Park.
Jerrett's an accidental model
what is my face doing??
Allison and I at the CBC booth

When we left the park we went to the Cornerstone restaurant, which to our dismay had a limited menu for the weekend (RIP fish tacos). Allison and I then decided to go on a hunt for ice cream while our moms and Jerrett did a dollar store run. Promising our dads that we wouldn't go far, we went around the block. we didn't find ice cream, but we found gelato; which we decided was better than ice cream anyway.

The next day was Canada Day, and that's when the fiasco part of the trip began. We made a plan the day before and thought it was foolproof. However that morning, the Clarkes decided to go on to the line without us (I don't blame them, Dad wanted to sit down for breakfast.) and they got into Parliment Hill pretty quickly considering the expected crowd. My family wasn't as lucky, as when we finally got in the line, it started raining cats and dogs (thank the lord we were prepared). We thought it was the right line, and as we started to move, we were told that the line was congesting the city bus route. Without any direction, we hesitantly followed the crowd, hoping we were going in the right direction. Once we got to the new line, it became two lines merging into one. With no, and I mean zero crowd control, as in it ended up turning into a bottle necked mob. People got really impatient and restless. We decided to try and worm our way through the mob. As we got closer to the security gate after what felt like forever and on and off rain showers, we found out (it wasn't even announced) that it was closed until the opening ceremonies were over. Despite the urge to give up, we stuck it out for four hours and finally got on Parliment Hill between 1 pm and 2 pm. We found the Clarkes and a pretty good spot to settle down for the rest of the day. 
At this point, the rain had stopped, which was a relief. A variety of acts came on stage, from dancers to poets. We also watched a citizenship ceremony, which was pretty interesting. In the middle of the afternoon, a friend of mine from Flatrock. named Lydon (whom I haven't seen since January because he was going to school in Ontario) after an even longer time in line, found my fam's spot and he hung out with us for the rest of the day night. 
After suppertime approached (thank goodness Mom and Jerrett went to get sandwiches at Tim's, as there were no food services on the hill) it began to rain again, with thunder and lightning not far behind. We took evasive action, putting on coats and ponchos, covering the bags and opening umbrellas. The entertainment continued, while we made the best of it. (Allison even danced in the rain.)

The finale got delayed because of the weather, along with the sound and light guys having trouble with the screens and spotlights. The crew had to wait till there was a break in the shower to climb the structure (I don't know what it's called, Lydon would though) and fix things. What felt like hours later, after Uncle Al and Allison went back to their hotel, the finale finally started. Not long after, however, the screen on our side of the hill stopped working. Mom, Jerrett and Aunt Lisa took off to the other side, leaving Lydon and me in the crowd. We went to find the others and with the mass amount of people (this is one of the many times having a friend who's over 6 feet tall is helpful, as he can actually see over the crowd.) We passed the fire pit and then walked into a pile of mud. I felt it squish in my sandals, but we had no choice but to go through it. It was at this point I looked at Lydon and said: "this would bother us more if we weren't Newfoundlanders" which resulted in a "true" and a chuckle. We located the rest of my fam but stayed in this good spot we found until we decided to retire and get off the hill ahead of the crowd. We met back up with the rest of my family and watched the fireworks from the Rideau Canal Bridge. Once that was over, the adults went back to the hotel, while me, Lydon and Jerrett embarked on a mission to find food after midnight. Thankfully, we ended up finding a Subway (after my brother asked a bouncer where to get food) and then journeyed back to our hotels.

The next day started with me, Jerrett and Allison going on our own little adventure to get lunch. After that, we continued our adventure to look for Beaver Tails (which sadly had a limited menu, no Nutella banana and cookies and creme for us). We then encountered our dads, and we headed to the mall to meet up with our moms/wives and figure out a plan for the rest of the day. We also ended up meeting up with Lydon again there as well. Me, Allison, Jerrett and Lydon decided we'd scout out the WE Day concert, and if the line up was too long we'd just go back to my hotel for a swim. When we left the mall, it was once again pouring rain, so we went with plan B. The pool was a bit of a disappointment, as it was only 3 feet deep, but it was still fun. After that we all went back to my hotel room; once we were in dry clothes again we hung out for a bit thinking of what to do next. It was then Lydon contacted his friend Max, and we decided to go to a board game restaurant. 
We walked for a couple blocks and then found Level One. We met Max and went in to get a bite to eat. The group decided to play Catan. Allison and I got our butts kicked, Jerrett got the longest road and either Max or Lydon won (I can't remember who). We were about to start another game when Mom and Aunt Lisa came to get us. We said goodbye to Max; and the moment we left Level One, it started to piss pour rain once again (see the motif of this trip?). We made it to the mall as fast as we could, but then thunder and lightning started again. Mom and Aunt Lisa decided to stay and wait it out, but me, Lydon, Allison, and Jerrett chose to brave it and go back to our hotel and car. The sidewalks and streets were flooding, so Allison and I took off our sandals because we were worried we'd fall and went barefoot. The four of us first tried to take shelter in a hotel entrance as the lightning got closer, but the security guy wouldn't let us, and we hurried to a bus shelter. It was there that we met panicked French girls, and when they noticed we weren't French they switched to broken English. We still couldn't comprehend what they were saying, and they were talking too fast for Allison to catch. Lydon then swooped in with his French and answered their question. The girls said "merci" and left, and then we took the final trot back to the hotel. 
Once we were back, we said goodbye to Lydon (as he had to drive back to his uncle's) and went back up to mine and Jerrett's room.

It was noon the next day when I met up with Malcolm, a friend of mine who's working in Ottawa. We tried to go to the Scone Witch, but it was packed so we got ice cream instead we then walked around Parliment Hill and watched boats launch into Rideau Canal. After that, Malcolm showed me this cool little restaurant, and not long later Dad and Jerrett joined us for lunch. Sooner or later, Malcolm had to go, so we bid him farewell and went to find Mom again. It was then I found a dress for Klark and Joanne's wedding, and we headed back to the airport to begin our journey back to the rock.

Despite all the bad weather and line up fiasco, it was still a fantastic and worthwhile trip, like all of my family vacations are.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Why I Love My Mom

In a couple months, it'll be nineteen years since a wonderful and amazing woman brought me into this vast world. Her name is Carol Anne Clarke, and this blog post is dedicated to her in honour of Mother's Day.

With that, I present to you a list of reasons why I love my mom, and why she's such a great person.

I  Love How Creative she Is

When you work around a crowd of five-year-olds for six hours, five days a week, you have to make sure that they're entertained and having fun. Mom is the master of fun, and she's always using her creativity to keep her kindergarteners engaged and interested. She's also very crafty, and I'm very thankful for her help with my Historica and science fair backboards in elementary and junior high. She can also write songs ( throwback to Dad's 50th birthday party) and poems.When something doesn't work, she can be counted on to find another way to do it.

I Love Her Advice and How Helpful she Is

Whenever I'm unsure of something, life-related or school related, Mom is always only a phone call or a visit to St. Lawrence away. She's a voice of reason in my often overactive and irrational mind. At times when I think something is a good idea, she'll give me at least three reasons why it's not, and the conversation usually ends with me saying "Hmm, yeah good point." She's up for helping me with school work like french things or helping me edit a paper. Her patience and teacher-like traits play an important part in her being such a good listener and tutor.

I Love How she's so Fun-Loving

Clarkes are fun people in general, but Mom exercises her fun-loving trait more than the average person. I mean, you kind of have to be fun when you're a kindergarten teacher. She loves to dance (and sing) to the songs on Jerrett's playlist. She loves to go on adventures (like to Marble Mountain with the fam) and goof around. Her sense of humour can put a smile on her face, and she sometimes can be witty. My Mom is living proof that you're never too old to have fun..... I guess that's a trait she inherited from Nan.

I Love How Supportive she Is

No matter what Jerrett and I want to do, Mom will support it. She's almost always at my brother's sporting events, even if it means going to the west coast of the island for a BPSA game to giving him and his friends rides to games and practices. She's attended our drama plays, my public speaking things and my cadet events. The list can go on, but if I was to write out everything Mom supports Jerrett and me in, I'd be writing an awfully long time. She didn't bat an eye when I told her I declared political science as my major, and she continues to support my new found passion for debating. Mom has always supported me in 'following my dreams' (as cheesy as it is) and for that, I am eternally grateful.

I Love How Much she Loves her Family

Mom is a very family orientated person, whether it be the Clarkes or Edwards, she's among the first to RSVP to family events and will offer any help if needed. She keeps in regular contact with her siblings (she can talk on the phone with Aunt Julie for hours) and often visits Nan, never missing a supper in Joeharbour. Family vacations are always a good and memorable time, no matter if it's Marble Mountian for a few days of skiing or going to Toronto at the end of the summer. She loves to spend time with her family, and I do too.

I Love Everything About Her

There's not one thing I'd change about Mom, she's perfect the way she is. Along with ll the things listed above, she's caring, funny, smart, optimistic, bubbly, content and courageous. She raised me well, and I'll be forever in debt for everything she did for me. I'd also like to thank my Nan for giving birth to such an amazing woman, I or Mom wouldn't be here without her.

I could list out more things I love about Mom, but as I said, I'd be writing for a long time. My Mom has and contiues to go above and beyonhd her duites of a mother for Jerrett and I, and I would't be who I am today without her,

Happy Mother's Day Mom, I love you thhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhis much. 

Monday, May 1, 2017

Semester Spotlight #2

As this semester is finished and my exams are done, I  now have the time and ability to reflect on the happenings of the past couple of months and present my second semester spotlight. This one will probably be shorter than the other, as most of the exciting 'firsts' occurred last semester.

#1 Ready Set Winter Semester

I felt more collected going back to school after Christmas break, as I had more of an idea of what I was doing and what to expect. I made a routine during the fall semester and throughout this semester I've kept that schedule. (My sleep schedule still needs to be fixed but I'm working on it) That being said, I still have lots to learn.

#2 Res Pals

Throughout the past semester, I've spent countless evenings and nights hanging out in room 3000 hanging out with Barry and Emily. We shared stories and laughs, watched movies, took part in some great political discussion, and of course motivated each other to work and study. We have also embarked on late night Subway runs.I thank them for making being in res a little bit better and I'll be sure to visit them (and the kittens) when they move into their new place.

#3 "Secret" Hideaway 

If someone was to ask me where I spend my time between classes (and sometimes late evenings) I would respond with "either the library or the debate society office." The office has been and continues to be a cozy little spot on the sixth floor of the University Centre. I mean, sure it's stuffy, there's very little air exchange, and the bookshelf is a safety hazard; but that doesn't matter. Hanaa and I often went there to study and escape the craziness of campus. We would often encounter Liam and Malcolm lounging in the office.

#4 MUNstruation 

The first weekend after reading week was over brought me to Noah's hometown of Halifax, Nova Scotia for an exhausting but fun filled weekend of debating and socialising "with the enemy" (just kidding, the other debaters I met are pretty cool). The MUN teams consisted of Selma and me aka MUNstruation, and Jim and Noah. Sadly none of us made the semis, however, the guys were close. Selma and I didn't come dead last so that's a win in my book. It was a fantastic weekend overall (despite the omens, that included my ID being outdated and Noah missing his flight) and surely one I'll forever remember.

#5 Lib Crew

Towards the end of the fall semester, I had the pleasure of meeting a rowdy but wonderful group of misfits. We have all bonded a lot since then and embarked on many adventures. The group mainly consists of me, Hanaa, Kyle, Ally, Duncan, Keenen, Jon, Josh, Matt, Chandra, Julian and David. There's also many people who make "guest apperences" (such as Sherida and Craig) to the group. The library crew has helped each other out a lot, and different kinds of relationships have developed these past six (almost seven) months. They're a pretty great bunch of people, and I look forward to the adventures and trials the rest of our post-secondary careers and the rest of our lives.

The winter semester treated me pretty well, parts of it didn't turn out as good as I hoped they would, but like everyone says, the first year of university is a HUGE learning experience and I feel like I learned a lot and I'm ready to go into intercession and the nex fall semester.

Monday, March 27, 2017

That's a Whip!

There's no doubt that everyone's first year at university is crazy and an eye-opening experience. It certainly was for me, and I've learnt many things I'm never going to forget.

The purpose of this blog post, Honourable Speaker (see that little bit of foreshadowing there?) is to highlight the impact that joining MUN Debate had on me, and of course, that is nothing but a positive one.

Coming into MUN, like a person would be, I was pretty nervous and well lost. During the first couple of weeks, in particular, I found it typically hard to "come out of my shell" and my confidence was shaky.

Once I rolled into the debate room, an odd sense of "I got this" came over me. (After I spent roughly seven minutes poking my head in and out of the doorway.) I just decided to hop right into debating at my first meeting, and Noah volunteered to be my partner. (Thanks for that by the way, it was much appreciated.) I managed to fill most of my speaking time and I didn't piss my pants so that was a win for me.

Since then, I've been debating a lot, certainly more than the average first year. I've also dragged my close friend Hanaa into the society, and she enjoys it as well. The people in MUN Debate are some of my favourite people I've met since university started, and whenever I'm hanging with them I'm guaranteed a good time. (Just wait until after July hehe.) Everyone in debate has been nothing but friendly and helpful, and I have a spot in my heart for each and every one of them.

Throughout the year, I feel like I have become better and more confident with my debating, and myself in general. (Though I still have a long way to go yet.) I can't exactly describe the feelings that a person obtains when they finally find their niche or find a group of people that they really feel a click with. I do, however, know that these feelings include enthusiasm, contentment, passion, acceptance and satisfaction. Oh, and I can't forget friendship. (Good Lord that was cheesy.)

I don't have one single amount of regret about joining the debate society (thanks for suggesting it, Liam) and I plan to stick around for as long I'm in university. Debating quickly became a favourite hobby of mine, and I am 100% okay and happy with that.

A good chunk of my fondest memories from the past couple of semesters come from MUN Debate Atlantics in Halifax with Jim, Noah and Selma being one of the biggest and a favourite. I'm sure throughout the years many more memories will be made.

(Also shout out to everyone I met at Atlantics, you're all pretty cool and I can't wait for future tournaments.)

To everyone in debate, thanks for guiding my way in this new world and for being an awesome group of friends.

To Liam, thanks for suggesting that I join, you're the real MVP.

To Noah and Selma, I wish you guys the best of luck in your future endeavours, and I'll miss seeing you guys when the fall semester rolls around, oh, and keep in touch.

To MUN Debate Society, thanks for giving me something to look forward to during the week (aka a reason to enjoy Mondays) and something I can rely on to be consistent.

It was a great year, and I'm pumped and looking forward to see what next year will bring.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Dichromatic Vision

On this day in 1942, two ships, the USS Truxtun and USS Pollux, were wrecked on our shores. The Truxtun meeting its fate at Chambers Cover, while not far off the Pollux met its fate at Lawn Point.

It was that day, that the residents of St. Lawrence and Lawn ventured out into a blizzard to help as many as these sailors as they could, and opened up their homes for the Americans to stay in until they were well enough to and could go home.

The residents of these two small bay towns had dichromatic vision, or in simpler words, they were colour blind and offered their kindness and compassion to the rescued sailors, no matter what the colour of their skin had been.

Dr Phillip's return to the shipwreck site.
Lanier Phillips in 1942.
One of the most well-known stories that this disaster brought is the story of Lanier Phillips. An 18-year-old African-American who, at the time, was living among racisim in Georgia, USA. He made it to shore, and then was put in the care of a woman named Violet Pike, who nursed him back to health. Dr Phillips has said many times over that he is forever thankful for the kindness and respect he was shown in Newfoundland. He then returned home and became a civil rights activist and the first African-American sonar technician.

You can ask anyone in St. Lawrence and Lawn (and maybe even other surrounding communities) about this shipwreck, and they'll be able to tell you the historic story. I can remember first learning about the disaster in junior high social studies class. Mrs Debbie Etchagary was my teacher, and I can recall her telling my class about how important this event is. When I joined cadets, the story came up again and every year for six years, my corps RCSCC 269 Endeavour participated in February 18th memorial services. (They continue the tradition today.)

The memorial service that was the most memorable for me was the 70th anniversary. Cadets from all over the Burin Peninsula came to the town of blue to aid in marking this significant time. This was one of Dr Phillips' last visits to St. Lawrence before he passed away in 2012.  When the church service was over everyone went to the Rec Centre to hear Lanier Phillips tell his story. Even though I have heard the story many times, there was something about Dr Phillips telling it himself that really opened my eyes, It's amazing what a first-person point of view can do to a historical account. I consider myself very lucky to have had experienced that, and I'm sure the other cadets who were present that day would say the same thing.

The death toll of the Truxton and Pollux disaster would have been much higher if it wasn't for St. Lawrencers and Lawners who risked their own lives going out in a blizzard to help as many American sailors as they could, and the women who took them into their homes and brought them back to a standard of health. As a thank you, the American Government presented the people of these two towns with a hospital that is still running to this day, now named the U.S Memorial Heath Care Centre.

Today, we reflect and remember the disaster that occurred on Februrary 18th, 1942. It is our responsibility to pass this historical story onto future generations, as it is part of who we are as a community, and a very signifigant part of our town's history.

Whenever people in St. John's ask me "where are you from?" I reply "St. Lawrence." with no hesitation. I'm pleased to have grown up in a community with such kindness and compassion in its roots. The USS Truxtun and USS Pollux disaster is one of the many reasons I'm proud to be a Laurentian. I'll do my part in retelling this story to my future kids and relatives, and anybody who asks.