3 August 2013

Circular No 613







Newsletter for alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St. Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I. 
Caracas, 3 August 2013 No. 613
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Dear Friends, 
A little history, and Wallerfield.
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From: Nigel Boos [mailto:nigelboos@eagles-wings.ca] 
Sent: Sunday, November 11, 2012 7:21 AM
Subject: Wallerfield... Yanks in Trinidad
Thought you might like a little bit of this history of the American Bases in Trinidad....Enjoy
Interesting video about the US bases in Trinidad..... not sure if you can view.
Nigel
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Fort Reid in Trinidad was the largest US base in the world outside of the Continental USA.
Trinidad's contribution to the war efforts in WWI and WWII was stupendous.
We provided 52% of the crude oil used by the British Navy in WWI and 38% in WWII.
Our refinery was the biggest in the British Empire and the third largest in the world.
In fact, our contribution to the British Empire in the past has also to be reckoned as significant, as the story below will show:
Were it not for that little island's help, we could well be speaking either French or German today.
And where do we stand today, in 2012? Well, see these reports concerning Liquified Natural Gas (LNG).
That's it for now, David.
Class is out.
Nigel
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From: calypsobandit@live.com
Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 12:18:51 -0400
Hi George,
Just got back from my first carnival cruise to the islands and then spent 4 days in Puerto Rico.
Thanks very much for your kind words.
Glad you can pass on the info, "bandit" 
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From: amickiew@att.net
Subject: YOUR BOOK - THE EARLY YEARS AT MSB
Date: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 11:18:23 -0500
Hi Bandit,
I enjoyed very much reading your book with your many short stories.  I found it to be well written and very easy to read.  Congratulations!!!!!
Your tales reminded me of many similar experiences that I had after you left; between 1956 and 1962.  Many of the priests and brothers were the same you had with some differences as one would expect with changing times.  The pictures are a very nice addition as they allowed me to “see” what was becoming a “dim” memory in my mind. 
It is great to see how you have successfully pursued your passion for music from your very early years to today.  
I recommend your book to all old boys and anyone else who might be interested in the adventures of a young boy who documented his life at that infamous “jail known as the Mount”.
May God bless you and yours,
George
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From: jon@goldings.net
Date: Sat, 25 May 2013 21:30:22 +0100
Hello Everyone,
Nothing surprises me these days especially when people are diversely scattered and separated in gaps of years as well as miles and not in physical daily contact.
I sent in my contribution which apparently got there after the round closed and money had already been spent on a present or whatever.
I suggested that it be put to some other good cause and assumed it had.
Either way, it was in the spirit of my gift to Kitty so whoever has the money and has not passed it on now has the bad spirit with him (IF that is so – but innocent until proven guilty!!). Voila!!
Back to more productive discussions, I see our Circle of survival only being led onward by one person – Glen!
He’s younger than us older fogies (so will be there for the duration of this Club when we are gone), has a great sense of sharing and an even better sense of humour! (J)
He never enters into controversy among this virtual circle and tries always to make it a virtuous circle whenever differences of opinion may be expressed by those who tune in.
The rest of us are too opinionated and intolerant! 
The audit trail shows that.
Ladislao has been our anchor over many years, keeps maturely calm always.
He avoids getting into any dialogue except to develop our publishing base further which he has admirably managed over many years with no reward and never asked for any appreciation.
This is a great quality of silent benevolence which has sustained a spirit of belonging and respect of our past roots and spread quietly like osmosis among the alumni.
Chapeau! Mon ami!  Or better, sombrero! Mi amigo!
Over and out.
Saludos
Jon
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The detailed accounting reports by Joe appears in Circular 551
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From: idmitch@anguillanet.com
Date: Fri, 24 May 2013 10:42:31 -0400
Hi, Nigel,
Not to worry about Joe. 
When we had the last reunion in Trinidad about a year ago, Joe was the main one to put his hand in his pocket and personally pay the excess charges at all the functions. 
I contributed a bit, as did some of the others, but it was mainly Joe who met the extra costs.
And, then, he sent the most fantastic, detailed accounting of every penny that was received and spent by his committee, without mentioning his name as the donor. 
So, I know there is no way he would permit anyone to touch a dedicated fund.
That said, if there was money left over that was meant for Kitty, I would hope it would be spent on a gift of some kind for the present residents of the Abbey School buildings, rather than some religious obeah.  We had enough of that as children :-)
Keep well.
Don
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RE: FW: substitution of James Samaroo for Chris Knowles as Secretary of Abbey School Alumni Association.
Thursday, May 12, 2011 12:53 PM
From: "dgurley@jdsellier.com" <dgurley@jdsellier.com>
Dear Ladislao; 
Thanks for your e-mail. I have accordingly proceeded to file the required Notice of Change of Secretary at the Companies Registry recording the retirement of Chris and the appointment of James in his place.
I note your comment about getting the Association activated and hope next week to speak to Joe, James and Chris for suggestions on the way forward.
In so far as I am aware the Association has not registered with the Board of Inland Revenue and is not likely to be given “charitable status” for some time. I shall however look into the matter and shall report further in due course.
Dennis Gurley
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FROM: Chris Knowles  
Tuesday, May 10, 2011 3:07 AM
Dear Ladislao,
It really had nothing to do with income, more to do with input!
I feel that now the Association needs more dynamism, which would be best provided by someone else.
Otherwise, I am well.
Your remark 'I might not last till the anniversary' makes me concerned about you.
I'll keep you updated as things develop.
God Bless,
Chris.
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From: Art & Val Knaggs (av_knaggs@hotmail.com)
Sent: Thu 7/02/09 9:10 PM
To: bermentmcdonald@yahoo.com
So glad to see your e-mail, in Lad's Bulletin, and it recalled fond memories of your visit to Arima with some Scouts to camp on our land there.
Many moons ago, but always fabulous memories.
Val & I are fine and keeping relatively in good health; always with the few challenges as life shuffles along.
I was also a Scout Leader when we came, and boy did miss my Trini "Bamboo for gadgets”.
Other than that, it was same old, same old, except they all had new, up to date equipment and kits.
How are things with you.
Drop me a line sometime.
As ever, Art.
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The Free GPS
I have a little GPS
I've had it all my life
It’s better than the normal ones
My GPS is my wife
It gives me full instructions
Especially on how to drive
"It's thirty miles an hour", it says
"You're doing thirty five".
It tells me when to stop and start
And when to use the brakes
And tells me that it's never ever
Safe to overtake
It tells me when a light is red
And when it goes to green
It seems to know instinctively
Just when to intervene
It lists the vehicles just in front
And all those to the rear
And taking this into account
It specifies my gear.
I'm sure no other driver
Has so helpful a device
For when we leave and lock the car
It still gives its advice
It fills me up with counseling
Each journey's pretty fraught
So why don't I exchange it
And get a quieter sort?
Ah well, you see, it cleans the house,
Makes sure I'm properly fed,
It washes all my shirts and things
And - keeps me warm in bed!
Despite all these advantages
And my tendency to scoff,
I do wish that once in a while
I could turn the damned thing off.
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Ladislao Kertesz at kertesz11@yahoo.com,
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Photos:
MSBAP04MOUNTINSIDE6512, front cover issue No.9
59031SPORTSP01, Sports programme 15 of March 1959
64UN0100GRP,
538071LK13FB, Group photo of reunion




27 July 2013

Circular No 612








Newsletter for alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St. Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.
Caracas, 27 July 2013 No. 612
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Dear Friends,
A little music to brighten the reading.
Lord Relator - Kitchener Medley
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From: mckoy43glen@hotmail.com
Date: Mon, 17 Jun 2013 00:33:50 +0000 
Dear Sir Neil,  
Thank you for this. This is the full band man.  
I am sending this out to all for Father’s Day. 
Neil I lost your phone number, please send me your number.  
I know in life there are lots of ups and downs. Let’s talk buddy, I am here.  
Cheers, Mis Amigos.  Adios, Glen. 
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Re: A winning team.
Thanks, guys.
Nice to get that one sorted out, eh? (Altho' hardly anyone will care!!)
Happy New Year to y'all.
Nigel
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From: Ed Lloyd <edwardlloyd@yahoo.co.uk>
Sent: Tuesday, January 3, 2012 7:23 PM
Subject: A winning team. 
Nigel,
First off, aren't all the students from St Lawrence?
Could this not be 60/61, just before David left, as I was house captain in '61/62 and took over from him.
I think that you probably are looking at some sort of "champions" for the respective "sports" that St. Lawrence won that year?.
David - cricket
Edward - swimming
Eden - pole vault / high jump
Henry - basket ball?
Stuart - tennis/table tennis
Marini - ?
Can't remember the last student's name - track & field?
Sorry, that's the best I can do.
All the best to all of you and your loved ones for 2012.
Edward 
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From: Nigel Boos <nigelboos@yahoo.ca>
Subject: A winning team.
Date: Tuesday, 3 January, 2012, 21:53
OK, you guys, let's see how well your memories are working still.
Would you mind telling us what this trophy was for?
What sports were you involved with and where did you win the trophy.
Better yet, what year was this picture taken?
And last, but not least, what is the name of the chap standing alongside Eden?
I'd like to compare your answers.
Nigel
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Re: Re. Circular No. 358, The Abbey School MSB
From: Roberto Lipavsky (jurislipavsky@cantv.net)
Sent: Sat 11/29/08 5:11 PM
Dear Laszlo,
My answer to Circular Nº 358 is like a scream of "BINGO", because with that circular, there is a picture of two Mount Boys:
One is Robert Bodington and the other guy "Unknown" will be known in the future as in the past as: Timothy Mew (I am not sure of the spelling)
Both were with us in class l.958.
Timothy was from B.G. (Today Guyana) just like our other partner Attorney Marcel Gomes.
As I always say thanks for being there for the Mount Boys Association.
Once more Congratulations
Roberto Lipavsky (1958).
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From: mckoy43glen@hotmail.com 
Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2013 18:54:56 +0000 
Hello Sir Shaun.
Thank you for a Trinidad to remember, yes I recall most of what I read,
I can remember the word chilibibi, but I can't remember what it is? ha-ha. 
Hello Sir Tony, The flood is in Ontario, really downtown Toronto. Thanks for asking.
With regards to your email on engineering problems, I work better, hands on.
Cheers Mis Amigos
Adios Glen.
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A Trinidad to remember
Some of you receiving this email may not relate to some of the things written here, but there was a time when Trinidad and Tobago had all these things in them. 
And life was wonderful.  
Remember when Trinidad and Tobago was like this???
This brought a tender smile to my face.  
It is truly a walk down memory lane..............enjoy............ 
Close your eyes, and go back . . .
Before the Internet or the Mac,
Before guns and crack.
Before Nike and Reebok, before Maxi Taxi.
Before the Priority Bus route
Before burglar proofing and KFC.
Before soca, dub and chutney
Before children's rights and women's lib.
Ah takin yuh Way back...
I'm talking about hide and seek at dusk. 
Looking through the window, sitting in the gallery,
Licking your lips over hops and condensed milk. 
Drinking cocoa tea green tea, lime bud and orange peel tea and don’t forget fever grass, worm grass and shining bush tea, when you didn’t feel well. 
Carrying bake and butter in a brown paper bag to school. 
Eating chilibibi and press with yellow and red syrup, with or without milk. 
Bathing in cold water from a barrel with a calabash, or going by the river to bathe and filling the bucket with water for Mammy to wash wares. 
When we used to hammer the edge of an orange juice can to make a tin-cup that would make rain water taste cold because we didn’t have a fridge. 
When you used to iron your clothes with a heater on the cold pot and wash your clothes on a river stone with your partners from the neighbourhood. 
Yuh remember hopping de train. and putting sweetdrink cover on the track for the train to run over dem for yuh to make yoyo. 
What about Hopscotch, butterscotch, hoop, Jacks, Police and Thief, Rounders !
Hundred hole for bokey and Rings, and when you fats you have to go back to bonks.
Remember bumpaling and hallay cord and three line jig. 
Playing cricket in the road with a lime. 
Lying on the floor reading Mandrake and Katzenjammer Kids, Mutt and Jeff and The Phantom on a Sunday morning.
Finishing your homework Sunday evening because you could get licks on Monday for not doing it.  
And you want to beat the boy who cut the guava whip for Sir.
Hula Hoop and ice block, kazer ball and paradise plum, biscuit cake, fudge and sugar cake.. 
Buying tooloom for a cent and you could not put the whole thing in your mouth. 
Bathing in the rain as it runs off the galvanize roof and filling the barrel to save having to carry water. 
Going for walks on Sunday afternoon. 
School concerts for ten cents admission and we thought it was too dare. 
Your class treat at the end of the term where every student gave five cents and you got sponge cake and ice cream and that was really a treat. 
Wearing old pants to the beach and collecting sea shells and pretty stones. 
Catching mamataytor in the river
Wait. . .
The excitement of catching candle flies in a jar and batimamselles. 
Putting ti-marie to sleep.
Hunting birds with a sling shot, cooking and eating them. 
Pitching marbles, running jockey in the canal. 
When a calypso on the radio in Lent would have caused a scandal. 
When going to town was a major outing, requiring serious preparation. 
Spending holidays by your grandmother and aunts. 
Castor oil, Epsom salts and senna pods at the end of  August to clean you out! 
Eating caimite, mammy seepote and pomme cethere, sapodilla and sugar apple and tying up your mouth with half ripe cashew. 
Climbing trees, and skipping rope and eating a bucket of long mango.  
Gru Gru Bef or Gri Gri.  
Making a Christmas tree from a guava branch with cotton for snow. 
You thought apples and grapes only grew at Christmas time. 
Cowboys and Indians, keeping an eye out for soucouyant and la diablesse. 
Not going in the bush alone because you are afraid of Douen.   
Sliding down the bannister, jumping on the bed. 
Pillow fights. 
Saving match boxes to make a train. 
Having a pet chicken, duck, rabbit or goat and crying when it became a meal. 
Being tickled to death. 
Running till you were out of breath. 
Laughing so hard that your cheeks and stomach hurt! 
Stooping down to sip water straight from the river. 
Being tired from playing....remember that? 
Going to the parlour for Trebor and a penny sweet biscuit, mauby and a rock cake. 
On Saturday morning you had to cut the broom to sweep the yard.
There's more . . .
Scratching your mother's head and pulling out grey hair. 
Fighting for the bowl when your mother made a cake. 
Churning coconut or sour-sop ice cream on Sunday and licking the palette.
Peeling cane with your teeth and climbing the pomerac tree to pick pomerac. 
Mango chow and home-made bread.
Remember when . . .
When there were no sneakers, only watchekongs and you washed them every Saturday and whitened them. 
When you knew nothing of Rottweilers or pit bulls, only pot hounds and rich people had Alsatians. 
When a penny for recess was plenty, and another penny a huge bonus.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny. 
When fashionable young ladies wore white socks and shoes and their dress fell under their knees. 
When your mother wore stockings that came in two pieces and had garters. 
When all of your male teachers wore ties and female teachers had buns. 
When you had to be rich to have a car or a radio. 
When there was no TV and you went to sleep at seven o'clock. 
When there was no designer water. 
When laundry detergent had free glasses, or toys inside the box. 
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. 
When every kitchen had a safe with wire mesh where you kept the good wares. 
Milk came in rum bottles. 
When they threatened to keep kids  "down" if they failed...and they did! 
When your mother used to say that your licks hurt her more than it hurt you. 
When adults spoke in code so "little ears" wouldn't hear. 
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, or gangs. 
Disapproval of parents and grandparents, godparents, tanties... was a much bigger threat!
If you can remember any or most of these things,
Hear nah man,....... yuh ole no arse...
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SECCION - 2014 REUNION Part 5
No report have been forthcoming of any of the above members since the last Board reunion on 21 of May 2012, so I presume that there is nothing to report, but maybe there is news.
From what I know my inputs to the Minutes have been forgotten so here they are to refreshen the memories.
A copy of the Minutes, by paragraph.
No.6 Ladislao Kertesz expressed some measure of frustration in the operation of the Association and endorsed the need to breathe new life into it.  He felt that it was critical that the Association should have a live web page where people could interact with each other and the Association, and that there should be representatives of the different age groups in order that the Association might be considered relevant to all.  He suggested that there should be a contact person for each grouping, whether by age, nationality or otherwise.
No.7 Also of Ladislao Kertesz further suggested that a Greetings/Reception Committee should be established and/or an anchor person appointed to receive and welcome visiting alumni who would otherwise be left on their own and experience difficulty in meeting old school friends.  Such a Committee or person could keep the up-to-date contact details of the Trinidad old boys and have a timetable of planned activities.
No.12 Ladislao Kertesz suggested that the association habilitate a phone service (no specific idea as to how it can be implemented) as there should be someone calling by the telephone book those old boys that are out there and have never been contacted or have not been contacted in a year’s time.
The object of this is to bring the folks together as he was sure there is limited knowledge of the Association or need a reminder for special occasions when there is something to celebrate (people need a shepherd).
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Ladislao Kertesz at kertesz11@yahoo.com,
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Photos:
MSBAP03MOUNTINSIDE6512, front cover issue No.9
58WK0041GRP, winning team.
60AF0032AFRLAN, Language papers by Andres Freytez
60AF0033AFRLAN, Language papers by Andres Freytez