By Gerald Richards – Brandon, Man. When I started school at Halbrite in August, 1949, my teacher was Mrs. Rubin. She taught Grades 1 to 3. In her classroom, there was order and regularity. We’d [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 Gordon McMann – Campbell River, B.C. The pool hall was considered to be a den of iniquity when I grew up. Looking back on it now, many decades later, that seems a bit unfair. Most [continue…]
By Olga (Lukawesky) Hrycun – Penticton, B.C. My first posting as a teacher in Alberta was in 1942 at Hollow Lake School. The school was one mile west of the post office and 10 miles north [continue…]
By O. Lillie Randa – Kelowna, B.C. While going to a country school as a student, I knew that concerts were a Christmas tradition. When it was my turn as a first-time teacher to orchestrate [continue…]
By Ione Skafte – Lethbridge, Alta. I lived on a farm in Wrentham, Alta., south of Taber, as a child. One of our small community’s social highlights was the annual Christmas concert and dance, complete [continue…]
By Wayne Stockton – Regina, Sask. Back in 1948, airplanes were still quite a novelty in small town Saskatchewan. That summer, a fellow piloting an Aeronca Champion from Saskatoon to Winnipeg decided to make a [continue…]
By Don Sizer – Landis, Sask. I’ve been involved in farming most of my life and often think of how little it took to brighten our often boring existence, especially in the cold winter days. [continue…]
By Helen Atkinson – Leduc, Alta. When I was about eight years old, dad found a worn sleigh four-inches tall and two-feet long. A rope tied just above the two runners at one end, it [continue…]
Nature scenes adorn the facade of this building in Spalding, Sask. They are a colourful attraction to the downtown area of the small, central Saskatchewan community.
By Mickey (Larson) Lightfoot – Mississauga, Ont. My early years were spent in a tiny village called Northgate, south of Oxbow, Sask., on the border of North Dakota. A bigger town, also named Northgate, was [continue…]
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