
Old country school draws her ‘like a magnet’
By ELSIE (Horgas) CARRICK – Moose Jaw, Sask. Although more than six decades have passed and many miles separate us, Maxwelton School draws me like a magnet whenever I’m in the area. A feeling of [more…]
By ELSIE (Horgas) CARRICK – Moose Jaw, Sask. Although more than six decades have passed and many miles separate us, Maxwelton School draws me like a magnet whenever I’m in the area. A feeling of [more…]
By Helen Atkinson – Leduc, Alta. As little children, my sister and I sat low in the backseat of the car on our way to our grandma’s farm. Our heads were just high enough to [more…]
By Russell Sparrow – Brandon, Man. Circumstances arose in the fall of 1937 and we had to move from Harding Man., to a farm at Roseneath approximately 40 miles away. Our family consisted of my [more…]
By Leonard Wenninger – Drayton Valley, Alta. Our teacher informed us one day that we’d be doing a paper maché project the following week. We were going to be making animals and he wanted us [more…]
By Vic Henry – Salmon Arm, B.C. I was about eight years old in 1930 and I remember we had a really good crop to bring in on our farm near Coronation, Alta. It was [more…]
By Connie Douglas – Chilliwack, B.C. Growing up on a farm near Consort in east-central Alberta, spring was always a long awaited event. I remember a special day when dad asked, “would you like to ride [more…]
By Franklin Vick – Prince Albert, Sask. I was born in 1929, the sixth son of Henry Vick III and Lydian Groff on the family homestead near St. Walburg, Sask. The attending midwife wanted to [more…]
By Magdelina (Yungwirth) Bernier – St. Louis, Sask. I wish I could still climb trees like I used to as a child. My brother, Tony, and I had this one wonderful tree that grew along a [more…]
By Millie (Carlson) Bruce – Matheson Island, Man. I can’t help but think that people in the 1930s and ’40s must have been happy to find humour whenever and wherever they could in such hard times. [more…]
By June (Wacks) Patrick – Bowden, Alta. I was raised in Wilkie, Sask. It was a booming railroad town many years ago. My father was a conductor with the Canadian Pacific Railway (CPR). We didn’t have a [more…]
By Arloa Marsh – Lanigan, Sask. We were very lucky to have a library in our town growing up during the Depression in the 1930s. My brother and I loved to read. We’d go to the library [more…]
By Dave Shore – Carrot River, Sask. It was while growing up on a farm southeast of Carrot River, Sask. in 1956-57 that I acquired my first one-speed bike. We had quite a few acres of recently [more…]
By Elva Paton – Moose Jaw, Sask. The 1910s and early ‘20s had good crop conditions. Dad thought he was in good enough financial shape to build some new buildings. He’d always said that a [more…]
By Gladys Ridley – Edmonton, Alta. With Christmas just around the corner, I think back to my childhood and the Christmases spent growing up on a farm near Dunstable, Alta. My loving parents made Christmas [more…]
By P. Gail Harrod – Ottawa, Ont. In the late 1940s, Wetmore School in Regina was a large, well-built school spread over an entire city block on Wallace Street. I was in Grade 4 the year [more…]
By Osvalda Franklin – Dryden, Ont. My family and I came to Canada from Italy in April 1950. This began a time of discoveries for me – some pleasant and some not so much. For the [more…]
By Merlin Roome – Qualicum Beach, B.C. I was four years old on the first Christmas Eve I remember. That was 80 years ago. I can still remember laying in bed and wondering if Santa [more…]
By George Hill – Weyburn, Sask. When I look back to my childhood, I cannot believe that I could hardly wait for the arrival of winter! The end of the fall season – with all [more…]
By Menno Fast – Winkler, Man. My best Christmas was in 1942 when I was 10 years old. We had a wonderful program in the two-room Passchendale School I attended for eight years, near Hague, [more…]
By Willard Boschman – Saskatoon, Sask. On Dec. 24, 1946, my brother Arnold was 11 years old, Marvin was 10, I was eight, my sister Lola was four, and James was two. We lived at [more…]
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