John Howard of Grattan Township arguing that “Farming during the Depression was the best times we ever had. I wouldn’t give up that 10 or 12 years for the rest of my life . . . The Depression days was one of the greatest things that ever happened; it was the best education that people ever got. It made them realize that living was the main thing and how they did it was secondary.“
Gordon and Anna Mary Dool of Pakenham talking about one of the forgotten joys of thrashing: “Time meant nothing.”
Alex Bowes, a water dowser from Lanark, listing the area churches he has checked and found a main stream of water running right under the doors and a cross stream under each pulpit.
Michael and Diane Whitehead of Wilno holding onto their son and telling you how, when the post office became a franchise and their income collapsed, villagers began taking their letters and handing an envelope back, always with a few dollars enclosed to help them get by.
W.D. Powell of Renfrew, the top button of his shirt tight as a uniform, talking about how he still keeps a portion of the rope that hanged the last murderer in Renfrew County
Stan Sonnenburg, a butcher in Almonte, admitting “I didn’t go to school to learn this business, I went to get into this business so I wouldn’t have to go to school.”
Chief Ray Mclsaac of the Carleton Place police force talking about going to the wake of every town drunk who died. “They were friends,” he says.
Jack W.H. Henry, revealing the secret of his long and healthy life: a half a dessert spoonful of coal oil down the side of the throat. “I found it worked good so I just kept on.”