Submitted by
Name: Peggy Green
From: Ottawa
Name: Peggy Green
From: Ottawa
Comments:
I remember waking up on Kingston Ave with the bright prairie sun and the fields full of crocuses across the street. The fresh smell of the pig farm. While attending grade school I remember a kid with a long red/white striped touque who licked the fence in the winter - the teacher had to bring a cup of hot water to get his tongue off the fence. Years later we met again - in the Reserves in Ottawa. Steve Blake - small world. We had the same photos of the 1969 snow sculptures, skating club. Small world to say the least. I no longer have those photos as Lynda took the album home years ago, never to be seen again. I remember one winter standing, waiting outside with the windchill about -50. The school left us standing outside, freezing to death (I was 5!). Teachers had their warm coffees while we froze. That was the day I wore knitted pants. It was the last day I wore knitted pants for the rest of my life. I remember in the fall in the fields getting pulled across the grass, being dragged by the wind while holding onto small parachutes. On those same fields in the winter we'd open our coats for sails and glide across the ice (we fell a lot which probably explains why I am the way I am today!). I miss those innocent days. Our family saw the Guess Who perform and I remember that concert for some reason. Not all, just some. Spear grass - ouch!
Those were the days my friends,
I thought they'd never end.
We'd sing and dance,
forever and a day.....
I remember waking up on Kingston Ave with the bright prairie sun and the fields full of crocuses across the street. The fresh smell of the pig farm. While attending grade school I remember a kid with a long red/white striped touque who licked the fence in the winter - the teacher had to bring a cup of hot water to get his tongue off the fence. Years later we met again - in the Reserves in Ottawa. Steve Blake - small world. We had the same photos of the 1969 snow sculptures, skating club. Small world to say the least. I no longer have those photos as Lynda took the album home years ago, never to be seen again. I remember one winter standing, waiting outside with the windchill about -50. The school left us standing outside, freezing to death (I was 5!). Teachers had their warm coffees while we froze. That was the day I wore knitted pants. It was the last day I wore knitted pants for the rest of my life. I remember in the fall in the fields getting pulled across the grass, being dragged by the wind while holding onto small parachutes. On those same fields in the winter we'd open our coats for sails and glide across the ice (we fell a lot which probably explains why I am the way I am today!). I miss those innocent days. Our family saw the Guess Who perform and I remember that concert for some reason. Not all, just some. Spear grass - ouch!
Those were the days my friends,
I thought they'd never end.
We'd sing and dance,
forever and a day.....
Added: February 8, 2008
Name: Paige (Forrester) Clark
From: Hersey, Michigan
E-mail: clarkkpa@msn.com or Paige_Clark@ferris.edu
Re: "I remember waking up on Kingston Ave with the bright prairie sun and the fields full of crocuses across the street. The fresh smell of the pig farm. While attending grade school I remember a kid with a long red/white striped touque who licked the fence in the winter - the teacher had to bring a cup of hot water to get his tongue off the fence."
All I have to do is change the name of the street, and THAT is the Shilo I remember...perfectly stated, and it brought a smile to my face Peggy.