Le journal bilingue de Glendon | Glendon’s Bilingual Newspaper
Vol. 61 Issue 1 : le 28 septembre 2022
In This Issue Page 2 ● LETTER FROM THE EDITOR VIE ÉTUDIANTE Page 3 ● Une analyse du clip « Staying Alive » de DJ Khaled, Drake et Lil Baby Page 4 ● Fundamental Opportunity ARTS ET DIVERTISSEMENT Page 5 ● Une critique littéraire pour A Good Girl’s Guide To Murder par Holly Jackson Page 5 ● Book Review: The Pelican Brief by John Grisham Page 6 & 7 ● CENTER SPREAD: GLENDON COLLEGE FROSH WEEK METROPOLIS Page 8 ● Cinq cafés près de Glendon pour le travail et l’étude Page 9 ● Espaces et événements francophones à Toronto HEALTH AND WELLNESS Page 10 ● Cozy Fall Recipe: Honey Cardamom Latte Page 10 ● Navigating the nail world: Tips for your next manicure ACTUALITÉ ET OPINIONS Page 11 ● A Trip to Washington DC to protest the Viet Nam War - October 1969: Part One Page 11 ● The Art of Decision-Making: A Gambler’s Dilemma EXPRESSIONS Page 12 ● Croqué Page 12 ● Watermelon Page 12 ● Past Wishing La prochaine date limite : Vendredi 30 septembre 2022
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A Trip to Washington DC to protest the Viet Nam War - October 1969: Part One David Moulton Pro Tem Alumnus ‘73 It is impossible to recall when exactly we decided to drive to Washington, D.C., but it was in October of 1969. There was a poster that publicized the event, and we had discussed the idea in the Pro Tem offices, then located on the ground floor of Glendon Hall. It was a rather spontaneous decision, but we were able to put the pieces together fairly quickly. The protest was scheduled for the evening of Wednesday October 15th. David Starbuck had a car, an American Motors Rambler as I recall, and he drove to Kingston where we were to meet Andy Michalski’s brother, who also had a vehicle. Graham Muir, Marilyn Smith, and I hitchhiked to
Kingston. In those days, you were able to hitch rides on the 401. We had several rides, but the one I remember was a salesman for Goodyear Tire; he was very friendly, and yet so “establishment” in my young eyes. Upon reaching Kingston, we got organized downtown at the Queen’s University campus. Unfortunately, the Michalski automobile was not ready, so six of us set out in the late evening. The other six would head out in the morning, and the plan was to meet up in Washington. We never did connect; before cell phones and texting, communications were very crude. The first six included David with his Rambler, Graham, Marilyn, Vince Del Buono, Claire Ellard, and I. The car had bench seating, so you could have six adults ride reasonably comfortably
for the trip. I don’t remember wearing seatbelts. At the American border, our only difficulty was with Vince. I think he was the only one with a passport, and his was Italian. There was some discussion with the border guards, but eventually, they allowed us across. In those days, all you needed was a license as proof at the border; the border tightened up later, and it became difficult to cross in advance of a major protest. My recollection is that everyone drove in shifts through the night, although Claire may not have had her license yet. We stopped several times for gas and washroom breaks, but it was never for long. We arrived in the capital at sunrise and found a place for breakfast. Then, we had a full day to wander the Continued on PAGE 11