90-year-old letter

This letter was written by my eight-year-old Great Aunt about my Grandpa Donald (then 4) and my Great Grandmother. It’s just a simple day-in-the-life of a rural family, 3 generations before my own children (age 6 and 5). It was written exactly 90 years ago. This letter, never sent, was probably just an assignment by…

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Victoria Day Parade – memories

To the average person today, a parade is probably not as meaningful as it was to our ancestors about a hundred years ago, or even 50 years ago. But as some of you know, I work at a national historic site in British Columbia. Every year since about 2008 I have been charged with coordinating…

Discovering old spectacles

When I was about eleven years old, I ordered “Who is Frances Rain” from the book order. It was a story about a girl who found an old pair of spectacles and is transported back in time to discover fascinating things about her ancestors. Needless to say, I was out to the barn (of which…

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Treasures from the Old House

When I was a young child, an “Old House” stood in a field near our house. Throughout my childhood, it became more decrepit until eventually it was bulldozed and cleaned up to be used as additional acreage. I was at the age where any kind of mystery, treasures, or artifacts were incredibly fascinating to me.…

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The Corncribs and Well House

On Sundays, I share some of my memories of living on our heritage farm as a child. The reason I started The Farmhouse Chronicles is my connection to the land of my parents and ancestors, so this series is dedicated to sharing these stories. The well house stands adjacent to a laneway that ran along…