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Thursday, March 26, 1981
March 26, 1981
Saturday, February 28, 1981
Dizzy Gillespie
I saw Dizzy Gillespie at War Memorial Hall at the University of Guelph. He made a joke about how his guitarist Ed Cherry was from Saskatchewan. (He wasn't)
Tuesday, December 9, 1980
I read the news today.
Tuesday, December 9, 1980 - Don Harron started Morningside with the words "I read the news today, oh boy."
John Lennon had just been shot dead the evening before.
Friday, April 27, 1979
1979
Mississauga, IndEC. It was an alternative school. I didn't really go much and never finished. It was, as I recall, in portables near the corner of Hurontario and Dundas
Saturday, June 10, 1978
Bob Marley and the Wailers / Tower of Power
Wednesday, April 27, 1977
1977
Toronto, tried to get into Harbord Collegiate, couldn't, decided to return home. I remember going to an evening of storytelling by a native. One funny story he told was a elderly native man who was trying to ride a bicycle from far away to Toronto. A young man in a sports car passes by and offers to tie a rope to the bicycle so he could tow him, and the native agrees but reminds him not to go too fast. The driver sees another sports car at the lights and decides to drag race and floors it. The native starts waving his arms and ringing his bell. An OPP officer notices and calls in on the radio "I've just seen something strange - two cars are drag racing," "What's strange about that?" The dispatcher asks. "There's this old Ojibwe on a bicycle trying to pass them!"
I also wandered around U of Toronto campus. Watched the Canadian Opera Company rehearse.
Wednesday, September 1, 1976
Mrs Lavoie's
I wanted to go back to St. Lawrence HS, so I rented a room in a boarding house owned by Mrs. Lavoie (sp?) and her husband on 705 Walton Street - she was a very good woman, sometimes cooked us food, and so old she remember the great Spanish Flu epidemic of 1918-1920 where people were dying throughout the world and the hospitals were overflowing with patients. Her husband, who didn't speak English that well, and I couldn't speak French at all, was a mill worker who used to love to play the piano but got rid of it when his hand became paralyzed. They had a big front parlour with the radio tuned to Radio-Canada and people from all around the world dropped in, mostly international students, but also a prospector who had worked up north. There was a Venezuelan named Adnobio (sp?) who died suddenly of appendicitis after I'd moved out.

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