Young couple’s date included zoo escape
By Irene (Epp) Klassen – Calgary, Alta. It was 1949, my last year of nurses’ training, and John and I had just gotten engaged. We didn’t have money for a real date, but it was [continue…]
By Irene (Epp) Klassen – Calgary, Alta. It was 1949, my last year of nurses’ training, and John and I had just gotten engaged. We didn’t have money for a real date, but it was [continue…]
By Lloyd Kitching – Carman, Man. My brother and I were just teenagers when our father died. Along with mother, we took over the operation of our small mixed farm. We had no tractor and [continue…]
By Claudette Sandecki – Terrace, B.C. In her memoir, Sister to Courage, Wanda Robson writes of their 1926 Halifax home having a “front room” with a parlour beyond. The term, front room, stirred memories of [continue…]
By Bonnie Baxter – Thunder Bay, Ont. It was more than just a mere bundle of boards fastened together to form a wooden patio. Our cottage deck was not only an extension of the cottage, [continue…]
By Anne Sturby – Edmonton, Alta. Every time I watch the movie Babe, I am reminded of the predicament my father found himself in with a pig he purchased from a local farmer for the [continue…]
By Doug Pinder – Creston, B.C. I live in the Kootenay Valley at Lister, B.C., or rural Creston, about one third of a mile from the Canada/USA border. It was March, and we’d just had 10-inches [continue…]
By Margaret (Kopeck) Gentle – Saskatoon, Sask. I started dressing and playing with our orange Tabby cat after I lost my rag doll. I’d left it in the farm yard and a horse stepped on it [continue…]
By Wilf Miller – Keremeos, B.C. My father came west in 1903. Childhood memories of dad telling stories of the Old West were as if we were there too. When he came searching for his [continue…]
By Sylvia Williams – Summerland, B.C. It all began when I was in high school when I was about 16. We lived in an isolated area northeast of Edmonton, so I had to go to school [continue…]
By Pat Trask – Harris, Sask. The sun beat down on the parched fields of grain. Five days of this intense heat had shattered any hope for a heavy yield from these fields. Hour after hour, [continue…]
By Joanne Rawluk – Gypsumville, Man. My parents often spoke of the hardships they, and their parents, endured growing up. When I tell my own grandchildren of my early childhood “pioneering” on the farm, they look [continue…]
By Mary Lloynd – Abbotsford, B.C. Royal Air Force (RAF) serviceman, Henry Lloynd had to come all the way to Canada to discover his future and it would be me, way back when I was Mary [continue…]
By Harold Thom – Nakusp, B.C. I spent the winter of 1948-49 working in a logging camp near The Pas, Man. It must have been the coldest darn place on earth, but I was 17 [continue…]
By Carol (Swain) Crane – Medicine Hat, Alta. This morning I was standing in front of my adjustable ironing board with my heat-regulated steam iron. Pressing the few articles of clothing that aren’t perma-press, I thought [continue…]
By Cy Lawrence – Melville, Sask. I was around 13 years old when World War II broke out. Being a farm boy, I was soon pressed into driving a stook team for our area. A [continue…]
By Steve Sipos – Thunder Bay, Ont. Amid copious tears from relatives and friends, my mother, older brother, Joe, and I, boarded the coach at the railroad station in Velky Berezny, Czechoslovakia in November 1937. [continue…]
By Betty Rugg – Elstow, Sask. It was in about 1971 or 1972 that my husband Barry and I took our two youngest girls, Carol (10) and Lois (8) for a dip in the Chalet [continue…]
By Mary Guenther – Warman, Sask. Two of my friends, Justina and Annie, and I decided to go to Waskesiu, Sask., in Prince Albert National Park for a holiday in 1956. It was a first for [continue…]
By J. Alvin Speers – Calgary, Alta. During the summer of 1959, my dad accompanied me on a holiday trip return to the West. Single at the time, I was living at my parents’ home [continue…]
By John Martens – Oliver, B.C. The stubble fields in the farming area between Winnipegosis and Fork River, Man., were a sea of mud the spring of 1937. Dirty remnants of snowbanks remained in the [continue…]
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