I was now part of this print media world. It allowed me as a freshman to be accepted as a member of the board of the Review, my college’s literary magazine at the University of Toronto. This was primarily a literary publication that specialized to a large extent in the arrogant pomposity of the young, many of whom were on the board – but a quick view of some past issues shows some interesting undergrads who later became writers, actors, dancers – Austin Clarke, Adrienne Poy, (who would later in life become Canada’s Governor General), Elizabeth Binks, James Mainprize, James Cunningham. I found a sonnet of my own which borrows heavily from both Blake and Wordsworth as well as two much better poems by my husband to be, David Bolton. The summer issues summarize life at the college. Most issues also devoted several pages to the births, deaths and marriages of the college alumni.
The pictures of the board again show an interesting mix of people – including an alumni representative, who we thought was pretty cool, because even though he was a business man he had hair reaching his shoulders. We didn’t recognize that Lyman Henderson’s business produced cheques for all the major financial institutions in the country. He continued to move with the times and was happily blogging at the end of his life.
There was another publication produced known as Salterrae by a less effete group of undergrads (The college yell began with the words, “We are the salt of the earth”) – though there was a small amount of crossover in the writers. It was produced late Sunday night for distribution first thing Monday via a copier system known as Ditto. Invented in 1923 and still used into the 1950s this spirit duplicator had alcohol solvents that enhanced the alcohol contents of the writers; and anyone near to the ditto presses will remember both the odour and the terrible purple print it produced. But Ditto was cheap and worked well for the limited number of copies that were eagerly grabbed on Monday morning. At least here the general pomposity was attacked with enthusiasm.