Memories of Miss BUntil she retired, Miss B used her "wall" - a rogues’ gallery of photos, notes and mementos – as a way to celebrate her boys and their achievements. We have created this page - Memories of Miss B - in honour of Miss B’s wall, so that you can post your memories and stories in celebration of her impact on both UCC and its graduates. Nigel, Seaton's, 1967My memories of Miss B:
Cal Watson, McHugh's, 1973In the fall of '72, I burst the muscle sheath holding my left calf together while playing ball hockey. My doctor indicated surgery was required and I'd be off sports for a few months. When Miss B was informed, this was unacceptable for 'her' co-captain of the track team. She rallied her Old Boys network of doctors and virtually commanded two busy surgeons to squeeze me in for a couple of medical opinions. Those doctors promptly concurred with the same surgery prognosis. That still wasn't good enough for Miss. B. She then contacted Karl Elieff who was the Toronto Maple Leafs Trainer. Within a few days of the injury, I found myself in the bowels of Maple Leaf Gardens getting regular physiotherapy treatments with an injured Paul Henderson who had just scored that great goal for Team Canada. Within a few weeks, Karl had me good as new without surgery. When I tried to pay Karl, he said "I can't accept money for helping Miss B." I went on to a good season in track that simply wasn't possible without Miss B. Miss B helped me numerous times in many different ways as she did for many others. My kids get her gargle when they have a sore throat so she's still helping me out. Behind that no nonsense exterior was a very special, dedicated woman with an enormous heart. Herbert (Bud) Cooper, Wedd's, 1948My memory of Miss B came when I was taken to meet her by my father, H.M. "Bud" Cooper. He wanted to show me his photo on her "wall" (top right 2nd row). At UCC, amongst other sports, Dad was a boxer (Killer Cooper) and therefore occupied a lot of Miss B's time in getting him fixed up. Dad was in very good hands..... Thanks Miss B Victor Spencer, Wedd's, 1943We first arrived at the College in the same year as each other. We were sort of new boys together. We were both from the West. Miss B was such an important part in the life of every boarder. Boarders relied on her for her motherly council as well as their aches and pains. A common sight depending on the season was that red and black cape flying in the breeze with that white hat pinned on the top tending to a downed football player or on the ice for an injured hockey player. I remember one time I was confined to the infirmary with a football injury. Doc McTavish had my leg suspended in a sling on a pulley. Barrow taught me how to knit and I managed two tea cozies while confined. Barrow picked up the odd missed stitch. Nothing was too much trouble for "her boys", as we boarders were referred to. In a word, "Mrs. Chips" was, unforgettable. Chris Cottier, Scadding's, 1970As a student: As a Reunion dinner guest at 200 Lonsdale Road circa 1980: |
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