Dale Cartwright:  

I am not a graduate. I have made a mistake. When I was young, I had a very difficult life. I am grateful to several people who helped and encouraged me on my path to a much better life. I also have regrets about the times I let them down because of irresponsible behaviour. In recent years I have contacted some of them and thank them for the positive effects they had on my life. When I clicked on to your classmates.com I thought if I placed Alicia Wedsky’s name I would get her web page and be able to contact her. I hope she and her husband are alive and well. I would like to hear from them if they would like to communicate with me. I have extremely limited computer skill, so I have enlisted the help of a friend to provide a detailed explanation which I hope will clear up any misunderstanding. I was born in a remote area of Alberta, near Fort Assiniboine, Alberta, in a trapper’s shack, on the 26 October 1932. I left home when I was 14 years old. I had a trapline and worked for small lumbering operations in the area and lived part time with my grandfather. There was little chance to attend school or get a steady job. I did get some good athletic training while working out with members of the Barehead Boxing Club (Billy Fountain and The Hornsby Boys). In 1951, I got a ride to Wetaskiwin, Alberta. I arrived there as a 17-year-old kid with almost no money, no job, no place to stay, the clothes on my back, a small packsack of personal belongings, a grade five education and no social skills. Rollie Wager gave me a job with the gas company. The Wedskys’ gave me a wonderful place to sleep and eat. They were good to me and made me feel at home. Alicia and I were the same age, and we became friends. She helped me learn social skills and she introduced to me to several of her positive and exceptionally talented friends. I met the “Fontains”. Val was the best ice skater I had ever seen, and I think some of his family were musicians. Alicia and man...Expand for more