Gord Wetherall, Sc鈥49, didn鈥檛 get a room of his own until he was 22. Just back from convoy duty in the North Atlantic and about to begin his classes at Queen鈥檚, he moved into a room at the back of the second floor of 391 Brock Street, a student boarding house since the early 鈥30s.
鈥淚 felt pretty important,鈥 says Mr. Wetherall, who turned 100 this year.
Though the move was significant, it wasn鈥檛 very far. For nine years before the war, he had spent his nights on a pull-out couch in the living room of 391 Brock. The redoubtable woman who ran the boarding house with miraculous efficiency over three decades was referred to by most of the students living in her home as Mrs. Wetherall. To Gord Wetherall, she was Mom.
Mr. Wetherall never really got to know the other students in the boarding house during his years at Queen鈥檚.
鈥淚 was too busy during noon hours to really have any contact with them,鈥 he says. 鈥淚 remember grabbing a plate of food in the kitchen between washing dishes and setting tables and so on. I was part of the workforce.鈥
He had been 鈥減art of the workforce鈥 since the family moved to 391 Brock St. in 1934 from a smaller house on Nelson Street, where they had also taken in student boarders. Mr. Wetherall鈥檚 mother, Lulu, needed all hands on deck to make the massive undertaking at 391 Brock work.
Until male residences were built in the 1950s, most Queen鈥檚 students lived in boarding houses like Mrs. Wetherall鈥檚, according to Testing Tradition, the third volume in the official university history by Duncan McDowall, Arts鈥72, MA鈥74.
The home at 391 Brock had five bedrooms available for students, two of them doubles, so room for seven young men altogether. The family slept downstairs. A bedroom had been carved out of the home鈥檚 big living room, and Lulu Wetherall, her husband, Frank 鈥 a guard at the Collins Bay penitentiary 鈥 and Gord Wetherall鈥檚 younger sister, June, slept there. That left Gord on the living room sofa until he became a Queen鈥檚 student himself.
Mrs. Wetherall offered both room and board to her students 鈥 three full meals a day 鈥 and linen service, all for about $30 a month. 鈥淚 even remember her making the beds,鈥 says Mr. Wetherall. But her responsibilities didn鈥檛 end there.
She also provided meals to other students in rooming houses that didn鈥檛 offer board 鈥 a lot of other students. Twelve young men sat around the big dining room table for each meal. Then Gord Wetherall and his sister quickly cleared and reset the table for another 12 waiting in the foyer. Twenty-four meals. Three times a day.
鈥淚t sure was a lot of cooking, and she was all alone,鈥 says Mr. Wetherall. For supper, he recalls, 鈥渟he would usually have a soup, a meat-and-potato-type dish, and a dessert, which would usually be pie. It was a substantial meal.鈥
Mr. Wetherall鈥檚 daughter, Jacquie Arbuckle, Arts鈥71, Ed鈥72, says her grandmother鈥檚 years feeding famished scholars left her wondrously fast in the kitchen. 鈥淲hen I was a youngster,鈥 she remembers, 鈥渁nd we would go and visit, it was always at Christmas and Easter when the roomers were gone. I remember she could peel a potato in a second. And make pies? She just made hundreds of pies and she was so fast at it.鈥
Gord Wetherall doesn鈥檛 remember missing anything growing up in the busy household, except maybe a quiet place to study. Living with seven virtual strangers and having 17 more troop in three times a day was just 鈥渘ormal life,鈥 he says. 鈥淚t was what I was used to.鈥
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