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No matter where our paths take us, our Trent stories always bring us together! Perhaps you’ve got an amazing Excalibur moment to share, a highlight from res life, or a fond memory of how you met your sweetheart.

 

Mark Q for Trent Day news stories

"I often look back upon my time at Trent as such a formative space in my development. It was an incredible opportunity to be able to give back through the Trent Day of Service and hear the stories of other alumni who were also impacted in such a positive way during their time at Trent. 

I feel that connecting with others was one of the most important values I took away from my Trent experience, which is why I was so excited to participate in the Trent Day event."

- Mark Quattrocchi '08, Champlain College


Theresa Bickle for Trent Day 2022

 

"So many fond memories from my time on pub staff at Otonabee.  Whether it was a Thursday night where we converted the cafeteria into the Cat’s Ass or tending bar for Wildside Weekend, I loved being a part of the party!  Kept my t-shirts to wear on occasion to remind me of the good times and even better friendships made."

- Theresa Bickle '93, Otonabee College

 


Rachel Smylie for Trent Day Stories 2022

“When I first entered residence at Gzowski College, I immediately knew the people I had met would become lifelong friends. My family in 6 South and I built so many memories together, one of which included tobagganing in the winter time and never missing a late night chat in the Common Room. From meeting these awesome peers I had the chance to get involved with orientation week, the TCSA, and continue to make so many memories throughout my time at Trent that I will cherish forever. I will forever be a proud Trent and Gzowski alum.”

- Rachel Smylie '16, Gzowski College


Lisa Price for Trent Day 2022

"I have this reoccurring nightmare (yes nightmare) every so often, especially when I am feeling overwhelmed. The dream consists of me having a month left in my undergrad and I haven’t attended a specific class. I log in to check my grade and realize I have a thesis due the next day. If I don’t complete it, I won’t graduate.

I always wake up in an absolute panic and still think that this moment is real.

Today, I’m posting this to remind myself that this very busy time has come and gone. I miss it dearly sometimes but more importantly, it’s a reminder that I can do hard things. I can do the hard things and actually do them with success. Is this the outcome every time? No. But it’s not always a failure either.

So here’s a reminder that on Wednesday 3rd June 2010 at 9am I got my very expensive paper and a year later on Thursday 3rd June 2011 I got the second one. Note to self: you have an article deadline for April 1st. GET GOING!

PS: @tomjacksononline is the best and told me he loved me… along with a lot of other people."

- Lisa Price '06, Champlain College


"It’s hard to write about one sole memory to capture the essence from those beloved days at PRC.  Was it meeting Professor THB Symons during the introductory week dinner at Sadleir House?  Or listening to Professor Wernick play the piano in the dining hall during Jazz Goes To College? Was it all the friends and colleagues, like minded in our desire to really live our undergraduate university days.  Learning, debating, hanging out at The Hangman listening to poetry or experimenting musicians playing mainly for the pure joy of it all.  Was it John Muir at Trent Radio tuning us all in to a wider community of Trent and Peterborough?  What about Professors Milloy, Hodgins, Wadland and Syrett always keen to discuss Canadian history, politics or the state of the colleges?  Or was it student cabinet, getting involved in the latest activist campaign for better university funding or human rights in Central America?  What about the squash court, where we played at all hours taking out our pent up frustration during exams to pummel one another on the court? Scholastics, community, athletics, activism, romance PRC had it all wrapped up in one small but mighty college at the corner of George and Parkhill streets near downtown Peterborough.  Those were the days."

- Thomas Miller '82, Peter Robinson College


Image of Fireplace for Andrea M for Trent Day 2022

"I stopped by one of my favourite places. Trent was the first place I ever felt like I was at home. I wouldn’t have made it through my early 20s without the kindness of strangers. As hard as those years were, I was lucky enough to have access to support. If you are one of those people, thank you!"

"I found my tutorial room from my first year. I lived in that residence and was almost late every week. I literally spent two years in the library and it’s nice to see how little has changed. Although, my old office was turned into a design room. I used to hide in these spots often and break down. Honestly, I’m still shocked I got through those years."

- Andrea Mazzocchi '07, Trent University Durham GTA


 Otonabee Staircase by Denis Desjardins for Trent Day 2022 stories"It was unheard of for French-Canadian (as they were then called) catholics of the rural regions of eastern Ontario, where my parents originated, to think of university. First and foremost, grade 13 was not funded by the provincial government until 1969. Rural separate schools might not even offer it. Trent’s founding president, Tom Symons, played a crucial role in changing that, and I was the first in my family to complete grade 13 and go to university. I worked for a year and half to save money for my education as it was not a decision endorsed by my parents. Clearly, I was rebellious. 

And I obviously hung around the wrong crowd in high school. While I was working, one friend was at the University of Ottawa and would become a professional orchestral musician and teacher, another at the University of Aberdeen in Scotland would get a master’s degree in philosophy, and my best friend was studying in Lausanne Switzerland, and would earn a PHD and teach at McGill in the Faculty of Engineering.
 
I was feeling good about my decision to go to Trent and about what I had learned travelling and working for a developer that summer. I had planned on taking the bus from Ottawa to Peterborough, but a friend of a friend offered me a ride to campus. We brave five were stuffed like pork sausages in a meat tray in a sweltering subcompact car without air-conditioning, for a 3 ½ hour journey, with me, the last-minute addition, getting the hump seat in the back, with my backpack on my lap and a box of books under my feet. It was the same backpack that I had used to tour Europe that summer, a gift from my employer, so I was travelling light. I arrived at Otonabee College looking somewhat worse for wear!

After settling into my residence room on the third floor of D House and introducing myself to other people on my floor, I walked down to the dining hall for dinner. After dinner, I went for a stroll to explore the campus. It was my first time in Peterborough, and I had only seen pictures of the campus in Trent’s Academic Calendar. Between travelling and working full-time, I had not had the time to come for a tour.

Coming up the stairs to the Faryon Bridge, I felt a brief moment of puzzlement, a disturbance in the force, to borrow a phrase. The sun was setting in the wrong place! It was setting behind the drumlin, and not on the river.

If you live for a while in places like the west-end of Ottawa and Montreal North, you become aware of your place in space, relative to their rivers – the Ottawa River and the Rivière des Prairies in my case. Both rivers are located to the north and run generally from west to east. The sun sets upriver. It took me a second to realize that the Otonabee River ran north to south.
 
Funny how your mind interprets what you see to fit what you’ve previously experienced. It was the first of many discoveries I would enjoy over the next years."

- Denis Desjardins '76, Traill College


"I took a third-year history course on the history of the Soviet Union with Prof. Olga Andriewsky. On the first day of class, she organized us into pairs for a picture to help her memorize our names. She paired me with a nursing major, Mikayla. I did not know it then, but she and I would be very good friends from then on.

Some of my best memories are from courses or lectures taught by Prof. Carolyn Kay. I came into Trent with the knowledge that if I wanted to study history it would be modern German history. Her classes were something that I always looked forward to. The main reason why I decided to stick with a History major instead of a Chemistry major was because of her support and compassion as a teacher. I cannot stress enough the positive impact that she has had on my professional career and my personal life as well. To this day, I still remain in touch with her."

- Ana Villegas '17, Lady Eaton College


Vickie Albrecht for Trent Day 2022 story"My name is Vickie Albrecht and have a been a staff member at Trent for a little less than a year.  My Trent journey started in 2002 when I applied and got accepted to an undergraduate program; however, I decided to go to a different university, but my experience and Trent's reputation was such a positive one that it made an impression.  Fast forward nearly two decades and we're in the middle of the pandemic, I was looking for a change and saw a position at Trent's Durham Campus. My cousin is a recent alumnus from Trent's Durham Campus so I asked about their experience and whether they thought it might be good fit for me.

Fast forward to March 2021, when I accepted the position of Manager, Durham Campus Library & Learning Centre but little did I know that I would be working remotely for the first two months of working at Trent.  A new job, new institution and working remotely!  If it wasn't for the support and community, I felt at Trent right away I might have not been up to the challenge.  Thus, when I finally was able to come in-person to the Durham Campus where I work, I was super happy and had to take photos of the momentous occasion (see attached). To summarize, I never thought that I would have a two-decade journey that would bring me to Trent University."

- Vickie Albrecht, Staff, Trent University Durham GTA


Bern Kelly in front of a snowy mountainMy roommate Pat Kenney and I decided to introduce ourselves to the two girls next door to our room on the third floor of Sadlier House. When we knocked, we were invited in by a shout of, “Come on in. It’s open”.  One girl, Kathy Black, was at her desk putting things away and the other girl, Janie Welch was standing on a bed putting up a black velvet poster of a naked man and woman embracing.  I didn’t know it at the time, but I would fall in love and marry that girl!” 

- Bern Kelly ‘82, Peter Robinson College