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 [more…]
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. [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 Russ Stewart – Victoria, B.C. At 15, I was the “boy of all work” in the pharmacy in my hometown in 1946. I had many an adventure and many a learning experience there, though [more…]
By Hilda Born – Abbotsford, B.C. Sibling relationships are some of the strongest and most enduring. My sisters share my memories, only in a different way. We had the same parents and lived in the [more…]
By Mary (Potorieko) Yawney – Raymond, Alta. My father was born in Ukraine in 1888. He was called to the army when he was 22, and served to the end of the First World War. [more…]
By Harold Thom – Nakusp, B.C. The winter of 1946-47 at Candle Lake, north of Prince Albert, Sask. was cold with lots of snow. There were a lot more wolves than usual too. We always hear [more…]
By Gene Chura – Moose Jaw, Sask. The longest, most frightening, and also the most lonesome four days and four nights of my life, happened in August 1938. To this day, I vividly remember every [more…]
By Ed Kabanuk – Surrey, B.C. I’d been given the task of bringing the cows home for milking. This meant going about 3⁄4 mile to the pasture at the end of our land. It wasn’t an onerous task [more…]
By Margaret Albers – Weyburn, Sask. As I get older, my thoughts go back to the first years ofd married life in the Garville School District near Bengough, Sask. We spent the first year living in [more…]
By Stan Peterson – Cabri, Sask. We used to have fun dances at Venlo School near to the town of Abbey, Sask. I remember these times and the good crowds we used to get. The admission [more…]
By Carol Jacklin – Beaverlodge, Alta. On Christmas morning, on our farm near Sexsmith, Alta., my bed was warm and comfortable when I heard dad call for help with the chores. As I stepped out [more…]
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