Santa was right there in the bedroom!
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 [continue…]
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 [continue…]
By Gerald Richards – Brandon, Man. After Christmas at Grandma’s, or the Christmas concert at the village hall, or one of the many house or card parties we attended – after we had said our [continue…]
By Franklin Vick – Prince Albert, Sask. The Great Depression of the 1930s brought difficult economic times upon the families in our community. Money was an extremely scarce commodity. It was a time of hand-me-down clothes, [continue…]
By Margaret Lesperance – Portage la Prairie, Man. I’ve never been as cold as I was during my first year of school. This was the latter half of the Dirty ‘30s, in the middle of the [continue…]
By Mary Olson – Athabasca, Alta. I remember winters with deep snow when I was a small girl. It would pile up in drifts against the trees in a small pasture in our yard. The [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…]
By Loretta Oddan – Medicine Hat, Alta. My dad had an auction sale in 1947 with his friend Jack Heilman. They needed money to go to Vancouver to work, and for money to keep things going [continue…]
By Michael Bartolf – Oxbow, Sask. Recent weather events in the news has my memory drift back to a big storm we had in March 1947 at Oxbow, Sask. It started on a beautiful, warm [continue…]
By George Rose – Calgary, Alta. Six months after joining the Canadian Pacific Railway (CPR) at Medicine Hat as a wiper cleaning train engines, I was a student fireman travelling from there to Swift Current, [continue…]
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 [continue…]
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