Newsletter for alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St.
Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.
Caracas,
15 of July 2021 No.1025 July B
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Dear
Friends,
Recent conversation between Bruce Locke, Norman Smith,
and Don Mitchell
Remember to send in your collaboration, be it: Essays,
emails, News, good news, and funds hahaha.
Sad to notify the deaths of Glen Schaefer and Salvador
Coscarart.
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nsmith@filmsmith.net
Mon, 12 Apr
Sorry for the delay in
responding.
I
had the idea that we should write short stories, anecdotes, memories that
Ladislao can post on the blog.
These
"Memories of Mount" could help us all recall things we would like to
share.
I
need to attend to some urgent business, so I'll save some of my stories for
later and just for now, answer Bruce
There
was so much that Mount gave me but what my musical genes received was awesome.
I
learned to play the bugle, Jeremy DuBarry taught me the chords on the guitar
and to this day, if I strum a calypso on the guitar, I do it just like him.
I
played my cornet with "The Interpreters" I was a groupie and was
allowed to chime in when they played "There is a Rose in Spanish
Harlem".
Then
the Echeverria brothers Rafael "Cheche" and Gustavo Echeverria showed
up and we formed a great sounding band that covered the Beatles to the T.
Upon
graduation I returned to Medellin with an electric guitar to find out that my
childhood friend was part of a pop vocal trio that became a band when I joined
Tosing and play the bass and we picked up a super drummer. Being a part of Los
Yetis was a super hoot. Too bad I don't get a dime from royalties.
English
surnames show up all over South America.
I
know a Henry Edwards from Argentina, Kevin O'Brian from Peru, Kenneth Hunter
another Colombian.
As
far as my surname is concerned; my father was the son of a young Englishman
(Alfred Smith) who worked for the telegraph company setting up the
infrastructure throughout the country and a Colombian lass (Elena Velez) from a
small town on the slopes of Colombia's Andes...
My
mother's father was a German-Mexican that was the big honcho for Westinghouse
in Colombia and an Irish-American gal from New York.
So
I was raised bi-lingual in Medellin.
I
was quite confused when I arrived in Trinidad to see cars with no drivers
zipping around on the wrong side of the road and not understanding the
"English" the people were speaking.
We
have in common that I also wound up working in the creation of Audo-Visual
communication.
Lots
to share.
Warm
regards
Norman.
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From: idmitch@anguillanet.com
Sent: Monday, March 29, 2021
Bruce,
What
an amazing memory you have! I doubt any of us could top your
reminiscences for detail.
All
I remember of those days is daydreaming, wasting time, and getting lix from
Bobo and later Fr Eugene.
I
remember in the late 1950s, MJ de Verteuil sitting next to me in Prep in the
big classroom on the first floor each evening before bedtime writing essays and
answering questions that always got him a first in class.
Meanwhile
I played a boardgame I invented until it was time to go to bed.
I
never got into the top half of class in my reports.
I
remember also in the late 1950s running wild in the bush and roasting bread
fruit we picked on the slopes of the stream that ran down the valley behind the
school. I remember standing on the hill above the cricket field at
weekends shooting reed arrows onto the fielders below, resulting in more lix
from Bobo on Mondays.
I
remember being madly in love aged 14 with the cutest girl from a neighbouring
village who made me so tongue-tied from sitting next to her in the cinema that
I froze up each time she touched me by accident. I was never able to tell her
how much she meant to me, and lost her eventually to a ruffian I hope later died
a long and painful death. It was only when I was in my 50s that I learned that
I had such an obsessive personality that when the adrenalin struck, I became
totally paralyzed in the presence of the female sex. I then understood
why it was not possible for me total sensibly to any woman who captured my
heart.
Fortunately,
being a bit of a sociopath as well was to prove a great boost to my later legal
career. There is advantage to being quite advanced on the Asperger syndrome as
I am. When I practiced law, it was no problem to tell a client that he faced 20
years imprisonment if convicted on the charge I was defending him on. Now, in
retirement, I can quite coolly contemplate drowning trespassing chickens that
dare to eat my peafowl food or shooting goats that wandering to my yard to
nibble at the fruit trees. I get up in the middle of the night and grab
my Afghan scimitar from where it is leaning on the bedside table to practice
arming myself when the pandemic-inspired home invasion begins .
Onward
ever!
Best,
Don
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From: nsmith@filmsmith.net
Sent: Wednesday,
10 March 2021 14:47
I have been very
excited about making contact with you and giving us the opportunity to
remember, retrace and enjoy the memories of our lives lived ever since we had
the chance to be "room mates" in the prep dorm up on the Mount.
I
have not yet been able to adapt to and enjoy the wonders of the digital age
when it comes to staying in touch with people... a glitch in my brain I
developed when I learned to live far from my family and childhood friends all
those years spent up at the Abbey School. Sorry for the time that it took me to
make contact.
I
remember many moments there, including the 3 times I got 4 lashes from Fr.
Eugene, and would love to remember more of the wonderful moments and my
experience there which I cherish and will always be a very important part of
the person I have become.
I
remember when I first arrived there with my mother and we stayed at the Guest
House. We arrived on a Wednesday, the only day of the week that BOAC would fly
from Bogotá (Colombia) to POS, before the start of school. The Prep Dorm was
empty and (probably Fr. Bernard) had taken us there to show us my bed and where
I could unpack my stuff: The uniforms with my laundry number (76) carefully
sewed on by hand by my mother and my paternal Colombian grandmother, as well as
my sheets and towels... every time I smell a new towel, I’m transported to that
moment in time.
To
think that only a few days later, after taking in the emptiness of the grounds
and having said my goodbyes to my mom, there was the invasion of my future
schoolmates... including you, setting up your spot right next to mine.
Of
the many friends I made, there are very few I have been with since I left in
66. Jeremy DeBarry, who I give credit for teaching me and inspiring me to play
the guitar, came to visit me at my home in Medellín where I had returned to
family and a wonderful post "high School" life as member of a popular
rock group (Los Yetis... available on Spotify but I’m not making a dime). I
also went to MSB when there was an event to celebrate Fr. Cuthbert and had the
chance to spent time with Don Mitchell (we stayed at the same Hotel) and had a
chance to check out other old pals (with their old look).
Rafael
"CheChe" Echeverria, who with his brother and another Venezuelan chap
and I, had formed a great band and covered the Beatles incredibly, lives close
in South Florida and I look forward to making music with him sometime after
Covid19 fades in to the past.
Ladislao
Kertesz came to my home in Miami to share a meal and memories.
So
now it’s turn for us to figure out how we can get together and jumpstart the
memories we can share.
We
did have a great spot in the Dorm... close to the entrance and right across
from the lavatories.
I’m
forwarding this to Don Mitchell and I hope the others that are aware you are
herewith us again can also get the courage to say Hi.
Warm
regards and looking forward to hearing from you.
Norman
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B L <brucelocke@live.ca>
Tue, 30 Mar
By
the way, Norman, I meant to mention in my last email: Los Yetis ey? I checked
them out on YouTube. Real Beatles stuff man. I have a friend here from high
school days who had a band back in the sixties or early seventies called
Reigning host. With the advent of the internet their albums became popular
again and the vinyl can still be found. Incidentally, I still have all my early
Beatles 45s on the Capitol label.
Ever
since I met you I wondered about a Colombian boy having a name like Smith. I
remember telling my Dad about you and he refused to believe you could have been
from Colombia. No offense intended (I mean, the Lockes lived in India until the
1920s and Bernardo O’Higgins founded Chile) but I’d love to know how your
family came to be in South America.
Don,
that’s some blade there! I hope you’re not the Minister of Tourism for Anguilla
lol. I think lawyers have to be cold. I ran group homes for juvenile
delinquents in the 70s and 80s and spent a lot of time in court with those boys
(16 meant adult court – 18 now) and I hobnobbed with a few lawyers. I met some
as you described. I guess you can’t carry it home to your dinner table. I would
get too emotionally involved.
Best
to you both. Happy Easter.
Bruce
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From: idmitch@anguillanet.com
Sent: Wednesday, March 10, 2021
Thanks, Norman, for copying
me.
Don’t
forget to copy Ladislao in on everything. He is always looking for material to
circulate to assist the Old Boys in getting back together (even if only for
distance reminiscing!).
Best,
Don
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idmitch@anguillanet.com
Wed, 28 Apr
Hi,
Bruce,
Glad
you liked my reminiscences about MSB. There were two blog postings, and
both can be accessed here, in case you missed one:
https://donmitchellcbeqc.blogspot.com/search/label/Abbey%20School
And,
sure, feel free to use the photos of Mount in any way you would like. If
you do go back, it is as well to go with some of the Old Boys who reside in
Trinidad. All the tracks have changed.
I
have just come in from four hours of pickaxing, shovelling, sifting, and
wheelbarrowing soil. Normally, I can manage only between two and three
hours in the blazing sun. But, Maggie has forced me to wear the kepi she
got for me, and it does help!
Best,
Don
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From: B L
<brucelocke@live.ca>
Sent: Wednesday, 28 April
2021 10:23
Hi
Don,
Just
a short note. I came across your blog about your return to Mt. St. Benedict and
I loved the photos you posted. They’ve helped me place myself a little better,
particularly the ones of Mt. Tabor. I knew I remembered a “fireplace”
which your picture tells me was actually the kitchen.
I
also, for some reason, liked the shot of the roof of the boys’ dormitory. I
never realized there was a courtyard between the dormitory and the chapel. It
was all a bit of a rabbit warren below the dorm it seemed to me. I was looking
at George’s photo albums as well. The photo of the shower room brought back
memories of 3 minute cold water showers controlled from a main valve by one of
the brothers, Eugene if I remember correctly. I suppose timing and temperature
was for a reason lol.
May
I share some of your pics of the buildings on my Facebook?
One
day I would like to go back and see the place. The last time I was there was in
1988 to visit the grandparents at the seniors’ home.
Well,
that’s all for now. I have a busy day ahead napping on the couch.
All
the best,
Bruce
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B L
Fri, 12 Mar
Hello Norman,
I’ve
only just picked this up. Thanks so much for your reply! I’m running around
today but I’ll get back to you over the weekend.
Again.
Lovely to hear from you.
Even
though I was only there for a very short time I remember you quite well.
Talk
soon.
Bruce
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From:
nsmith@filmsmith.net
Sent: Wednesday,
10 March 2021 18:05
I totally agree!
I
wanted to copy Ladislao of course, but Like Fr. Bernard told me he told my
mother: "If Norman were to apply himself, he would do much better"...
When
I went to CC, your address appeared like magic but Ladislao's and others seemed
too hard to find to attach the news of Bruce Locke's joining the band of
brothers and share my selfie with Cutty...
I
didn't apply myself to the fullest but I was smart enough to know that you were
the perfect go-between.
Warm
regards
Gran
saludo a todos.
Norman.
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EDITED by Ladislao Kertesz, kertesz11@yahoo.com, if you would like to subscribe for
a whole year and be in the circular’s mailing list or if you would like to
mention any old boy that you would like to include, write to me.
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Photos:
68NS0012NSM, Norman
Smith
62NS0003FPA, Fr. Paul
68NS0006THEYETIS, The
Yetis
21BL0001BLO, Bruce
Locke
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