Glitter Shine and Satin – Ottawa Fashion 1978 – Flash Cadilac

Glitter Shine and Satin – Ottawa Fashion 1978 – Flash Cadilac
The Ottawa Journal
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
29 Nov 1978, Wed  •  Page 40

Wednesday, November 29, 1978 Page 41– By Rose Simpson Journal Reporter  ( see info about Rose below)

 Photograph, Jan Marshall, 24, a designer at Flash Cadilac, models purple slouch pants, made from a rubbery, shiny material that looks like leather, but Is a lot cooler. Klm Green, 18, shows off a shimmering block low-cut top with slouch pants. The high heels are a must..Linda in bottom corner photo.

Below, Nancy Cambareri, 19, a Flash salesgirl, models the Wonder Woman look. And on her right, Karen Cameron, 18, wears a tuxedo. Red vinyl corsets are big sellers this year. So are 10-karat gold false fingernails, and leopard-print pants. Tuxedos for women and zoot suits are THE Items on the New York dance floors, but Ottawa women aren’t exactly lining up to be the first on their blocks to own them. 

Strippers, secretaries and disco queens looking for the unusual can usually find it at Flash Cadilac above Le Chateau on Rideau Street. There are clothes which range from the exotic to the erotic. Customers may pick up a sex aid while picking out a formal. And you can bet your silk pyjamas you won’t find your satin slit-up-to-the-waistline skirt anywhere else in town. 

Flash’s clothes are made in the backroom by 15 seamstresses working under the eye of owner Linda Seccaspina.. Linda is Flash Cadilac. The 28-year-old designer who hails from Quebec’s Eastern townships dresses in the most outrageous fashions. She colors her hair (calls it Crazy Color) in the colors of the rainbow. She has a business that is growing so rapidly she says she can’t make clothes fast enough. 

Outrageous fashions popular in conservative Ottawa? “Oh, I think New York is much more conservative than Ottawa,” she insists. “When I was in New York last time, I had purple hair. I wasn’t wearing anything too out of the ordinary satin running shoes, you know. But I couldn’t get a cab driver to pick me up. They all just stopped and looked, locked their doors and drove away. “They don’t do that in Ottawa.”

 Linda’s father’s reaction to her mode of dress was similar to that of the New York cabbies. She says she has always dressed “different. As a dress designer, she began with more conservative firms but says she felt restricted. When she and partner Angelo Seccaspina opened Flash Cadilac, she began to cut it her own way. She has never looked back. She is now designing clothes for stores in other Canadian cities, but she maintains she wants the business to stay small. 

She likes the intimacy she used to have with her old customers. She knew them all by. name when Flash Cadilac first opened its doors two years ago. “But you can’t just sell to a select group. You have to sell it to Joe Q. Public. Now I go out into the store and I don’t know anybody.” “It’s really kind of sad.”

Linda and Angelo have opened another store across the street called Flaming Groovies, which caters to a larger public. But she treats the two stores differently. “This one is my baby. Sometimes Angelo says ‘let’s send some clothes over to Flaming Groovies. I say no. I’m very possessive. I guess it’s because this is where it all started.” 

Linda Knight Seccaspina- Flaming Groovies 1970s Rideau Street- Flash Cadilac was across the street Sheila Wallet Needham Photoread The Stack Perm or the Disco Wedge ? 1970s Hair Fashion

Linda is planning to give Flaming Groovies a chance—for Christmas, Linda is designing a section of clothes all in emerald green to celebrate the opening of the movie The Wiz. She says she got the idea after seeing the movie previews, one scene Shows the characters , ; living In the Emerald City decked out in green. A large section of Flash Cadilac features lingerie In all shapes and sizes. Most of the underwear is as sheer as Saran Wrap. Linda says most of the strippers and dancers in town frequent her store because “we have a much bigger selection than most other places.” Much of it is brought from larger cities. 

Linda is considering making her own exotic lingerie for the dancers because “even though we have the best selection, there needs to be more to choose from.”The underwear is bought by as many secretaries as dancers”, she says. 

Corsets and garter belts are very popular with the buying public. “A girl comes here, you know, if she wants to buy a little something to surprise her husband with.”  Linda attributes her success to the popularity of disco and disco dress.’ Disco Is non-verbal and outrageous. It is glitter and shine and satin. It is loose, and free-flowing with lots and lots of material.  Flash Cadilac clothes have all those free-flowing qualities. 

Linda says her gay customers have also helped her business, “They’re always the first to get in on a good thing,” she says.’They were the first with disco, and they were our first customers.”

Linda’s predictions for the winter —Black. Black and glitter is very big. Shiny, gold is definitely but in the states tuxedos are very popular; but the ones I have aren’t selling very well. “Slouch pants (pants baggy around the waist and tight at the bottom) are very big, too. Any dresses or shirts with lots and lots of material.

CBC Archives has just released an old documentary about Disco from 1978? that my good friend Jacki Alexandra sent me that not only worked for me and is a BFF.It’s all in french but if you were into Disco Viva etc you need to watch this. If you remember my store Flash Cadilac on Rideau Street in Ottawa at 15:28 until 21:00 you can see the store and hear me interviewed.. I had purple hair in those days.. dark purple so thats why its so dark…Enjoy

One gal/model had to quit working for me the day after this came out in the Ottawa Journal as her family said she had disgraced the family by posing.

I was not happy having to open Flaming Groovies next to LUNA on Rideau Street. I had enough work with one store and I knew having two close together would not help. But Angelo insisted.

I wore one of the cowl tops in the photo to the local gay bar The Coral Reef which used to be under the Rideau Street parking lot on Nicholas. Someone said, ‘Who is that new drag queen?” I was actually honoured as my make up must have been done right. LOLOL

What happened to Ottawa journalist Rose Simpson?

The article was written by Rose Simpson in her Ottawa Journal days… Rose Simpson with her new book —BUY HERE click

or read her blog click

The Best Adult Brownie Recipe with a side of the Vice Squad — A Flash Cadilac Story

Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac — A Hello and Goodbye Hawaiian Short Story

Stayin’ Alive — Reconnecting With the Friends of Flash Cadilac

Flashy Memories of Pandora’s Box ETC — Oh Ottawa Behave!

Remembering Nash the Slash at The Black Swan Pub

or read other stories available in the book below on the Amazon’s of the World

The Best Adult Brownie Recipe with a side of the Vice Squad — A Flash Cadilac Story

The Best Adult Brownie Recipe with a side of the Vice Squad — A Flash Cadilac Story
Linda Seccaspina shares three fabulous shots from a Flash Cadillac photoshoot at Ottawa’s Skateway Roller Disco in 1979.
Writes Linda:
“The other day Lost Ottawa posted memories of Skateway on Morrison Drive, which is now Lee Valley Tools.
We did a few fashion shows there and this is one from 1979. When I look at the clothing now, I realize we were lunar years away from everyone in fashion LOLOL!
My store Flash Cadillac on Rideau Street in Ottawa was the first business in Canada to start using lycra spandex for active wear and bathing suits. I remember trudging down to New York for it, and also that the first plant to begin making cotton lycra (in the 1980s) was in Granby, Quebec.
Memories of the past… Thanks Lost Ottawa for reminding me.”

My books always include a recipe or two, and the day I found this recipe I was almost arrested by the Vice Squad. I was holding  a basic Brownie recipe the whole time while I was arguing with someone who thought he was Serpico.

Why was I arguing with him you ask?

Because, he thought I was letting children play with vibrators.

Was he kidding me?

I may be a few fries short of a Happy Meal sometimes, but that would never happen under my watch.

Flash Cadilac,  as most of you remember, had a small naughty novelty section. It wasn’t huge, and maybe all of three shelves in a plexi glass cube that had a lock on it. It was way before it’s time, and I bought everything from a place of ” ill repute” on Canal Street in New York City. It was harmless stuff in those days. A few cheezy gaping mouth rubber dolls, vibrators, creams, and lotions. Nothing  like on the scales of today.

A customer of mine got so furious I would not take back a dress she had worn a few times. I told her I would give her a credit, but no refund, as it was ready for the trash. I thought I was being more than fair. So, she did what every other angry customer does. She called the Vice Squad and told them I was allowing children to play with sex toys from the case. Because my store was so eclectic and then there were the assumptions that I was created in hell, they believed her. 

A day later after the incident, as I was carrying on a conversation clutching the recipe, a crowd of lumberjack storm troopers came busting through my store looking for the alleged toddlers playing with the battery operated devices. They ravaged the place looking for over an hour.  As I stood there arms akimbo wearing a Dolly Parton wig they tried to bust me for a gift box holding a set of gold balls.

Gold Balls?

Yes, these cracker jacks were mixed up just like I was when I first bought those things.  I thought the Harmony Balls were for hand relaxation at first. Then, I was told the hard cold truth, and realized that the strings attached to the balls were not for Eastern peace and tranquility.

So I asked them to show me where Ben Wa Balls were illegal.They couldn’t, so they moved on.

So Francois, as I shall call him, asked me why I was allowing young children to play with the pleasure goods.I began to laugh, and became furious, and said he was seizing everything that looked questionable. For another hour they pillaged every inch. All they could come up with was one lone item. It was a hot pink vibrator that had a bear climbing up a tree. Turned on, the bear went into motion. The rest you can discuss amongst yourselves. He put it barely three inches from my face and said,

“This MADAM will be seized.”

I began to laugh, and told him if he thought that looked like a realistic male penis, then he had an anatomy problem.

Off they went with the contraband vibrator never ever to be seen again. Myself? I went home and made the brownies.

So that’s today’s story girls and boys. The secret to these brownies is two things:

Do not over bake them, and the frosting. Putting the frosting on top of the hot  brownies makes it turn to a fudge consistency.

          Linda’s Adult Brownies

8 tbsp butter, margarine or whatever you use.

4 ounces of semisweet chocolate coarsely chopped up. I use chocolate chips

2 large eggs at room temperature

Pinch of salt

2/3 cup granulated sugar

2 teaspoons vanilla extract

1/2 cup all purpose flour

1 cup  chopped walnuts if you want nuts.

Preheat oven to 325 degrees

Lightly grease a ‘square’ pan

I melt the butter in the microwave, but you can  also melt the butter in a small sauce pan over low heat.

Next add the chocolate. I take the bowl out of the microwave and add the chips. The  I nuke it for 45 seconds. I take it out and stir and voila, they are all melted.

In a large bowl combine the eggs and salt and bet them for 30 seconds.

Gradually add the sugar and continue to beat until light. About a minute or so.

Add the vanilla, the melted chocolate, and butter and beat until smooth.

With a spoon, stir in the flour until just blended. Add the walnuts if you want them and pour into prepared pan.

Bake about 25 minutes.

I wait until they are firm on top, but never crusty and pulling away from the sides of the pans.

Keep them moist people.


4 ounces of chocolate either coarsely chopped or again I use the chocolate chips.

A couple tablespoons of butter or it’s equivalent

1  1/2 cups confectioners sugar

1/4 cup of milk, cream or Carnation Milk and keep adding if needed.

I melt the butter and chocolate the same way as the brownies in the microwave.

You do not want a thick or runny frosting.

Medium consistency, so it flows like lava on the top of the brownies.

When the brownies come out of the oven, immediately put the frosting on top. Yes, Immediately.

You need a few hours for the frosting to set, but it is so worth it.


I also can put peanut butter chips in the batter, and then sub the chocolate chips in the frosting for the peanut butter ones for a sort of peanut butter cup brownie also shown in the picture.

But those are only for a real sweet tooth as they are very sweet, but still luscious.

Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac — A Hello and Goodbye Hawaiian Short Story

Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac — A Hello and Goodbye Hawaiian Short Story

“Alison Smith-Welsh-Linda Seccaspina, I thought you ‘d like this. I bought it at a Sally Ann’s a few years ago. I loved your store, and remember buying black nail polish , glow in the dark condoms, and Betsy Johnson dresses there”.

Linda says–In 1997 I began to see my clothing at vintage fairs and knew it was getting time to pack it in LOLOL

A Hello and Goodbye Hawaiian Short Story

In 1976 vintage clothing was finally coming into its own and I had many a customer that wanted vintage and silk Hawaiian shirts. Sad to say Canada was not the mecca of procuring vintage clothing in large quantities so I was told the only place to go was New York City to a used clothing processing plant.

Very few of these processing plants exist today with the quality they once had. Now these recycling places pick up public used clothing and it is sent to one of the largest used clothing retailers and after a certain amount of time they are re-baled sent out to third world countries. In the 70’s I could buy a 500 pound bale of Grade AA clothing at 2 cents a pound now it’s a 20,000 and 40,000 lbs. minimum bale at usually 39 – 50 cents a pound depending on the grade you want.

Looking for these places in those days was looking for a needle in a haystack. because of health codes. I was told to go to a certain address on 122nd street but they failed to tell me it was across the bridge in Flushing NY and not in the center of Harlem where I stood in a phone booth trying to find out the companies location.

An hour later found us in this huge warehouse with back loaders piling clothing into a compressor to contain it into bales. We were asked what grade we wanted and within 30 minutes they had a forklift put it on top of our station wagon. I don’t know if you have ever driven hundreds of miles in a car with a 500 pound bale on top of your car but let’s just say the ceiling was caving in.

When we got to the US/ Canadian border at Ogdensburg, N. Y we were instructed to pull over to one of their storage areas. Thinking that they would give it a quick look and tell us to go on our way we were shocked when we were told that the bale had to be opened, checked and to come back in a few days.

When we returned the now uncompressed bale looked like an explosion of clothing and it was three times the size after it was baled. We had to make three return trips from Ottawa to the border to get all that clothing back to my store where it was piled in a small room until it reached the ceiling. After that, thousands of pieces were picked over and ironed. That was my first and very last attempt to bring vintage shirts to Canada. It was a quick ‘hello’ and ‘good bye’ endeavor never to be attempted again. My heart has great admiration for vintage clothing dealers.:)

Flash Cadilac -Sex Lies and Video Tape?

Things You Didn’t Know About Me
A chapter that never made it to my book: Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac.
Pinky, and my, how things have changed.
My name in the punk rock era was Pinky Piranha, and I had a Fushia Hot Pink  1976 Stingray Corvette with pink sparkles on it. For 15 years after I closed the store I had a cart, and I walked.
 Desperately Seeking Susan Clone
 I have watched Desperately Seeking Susan over 100 times, because I  feel I lived the Rosanna Arquette part, minus the criminals and jewelry heist.
Heavy Metal Self Gratification
I love playing air guitar to strains of AC/DC ‘s “Highway to Hell” and “You Shook Me All Night Long” at death defying volume. Van Halen, Whitesnake, Boston, Journey, you name it I can play it. How about a little Uriah Heep?
 Bearing Children with Strangers
I screamed at Rob Zombie so many times when he played  a club in Montreal, security was watching me carelfully. What was I screaming?
“Rob, I want to bear your children !”
I said the same thing to Catherine O’Hara about John Candy one Saturday afternoon in my store in Ottawa.  I told her to relay the message to him, and she had quite a laugh.

 Being a Conversationalist
I had a 15 minute conversation with Max Headroom (Matt Frewer) waiting for my baggage in the Ottawa, Ontario airport. I also did the same thing with Christopher Plummer, and Leonard Cohen at LAX. I figure you only have once chance in life so you might as well take it.

Teaching Aerobics my way
I used to teach aerobics at The Sussex Club in Ottawa. I made the very elegant women ‘from the hill” get down and dirty and dance like Jennifer Beals to “Maniac” at least once a week. Oh yes, and do butt exercises to “Sir Mix a Lot”. Exercising should not be a chore. Of course it is now. I have trouble walking!

Thanks to Wendy Daniels from BOOM FM I now have a 20 minute video of the fashion show we did for 54 Rock. This is just a snippet featuring: Gabriella Studor, Michelle Belanger, Lisa Constatine, and Sally Baillie among others were models.

Mute the sound on the fashion show video and play the video above while you watch this..

Mute the sound on the fashion show video and play the video above while you watch this..

Stayin’ Alive — Reconnecting With the Friends of Flash Cadilac



For years I never thought about my stores without sadness, so I completely blocked them out of my mind. Then Webb Dan, former early 90’s Algonquin student, and Facebook’s Lost Ottawa got me going again, and I finally wrote a book about Flash Cadilac. This month it seems like it has been old home week, reconnecting with some of my book’s characters like: Catherine Landry, Kris Ronzoni, and her mother, legendary Assunta, former Le Caprice owner–not to mention a host of other people. A month ago, Jim Goyette and Ron Beasley began to PM me on Facebook to come to their home for a party.

As most people know, since the stroke, I no longer drive anywhere out of a 10 mile boundary. But, I was going to try and drive to Kanata to see my friends. After Leslie Hodge died last week it became a personal mission, as her death affected me like no other. A reminder to us all never to put off reconnecting with people you love. As the day approached, I began to freak out, as Jim gave me directions, and after going to Google maps, I really began to sweat. Jackie Koupri was driving in from Kingston so she offered to pick me up. Whew!


Last time people saw me I was like maybe 30 something, and now I am like, ahh, almost ? But as they say, getting older ain’t bad especially when you consider the alternatives. I knew that Angelo was there with me in spirit as our oddness made him laugh, and just fascinated him some how. Not to mention the last time I had seen Jim and Ron Ange was in the middle trying to stop one of their legendary fights in our back yard. No matter what has gone on these two have been together for almost 40 years and they could write their own book. Gotta love them!


Some of the friends that gathered were the customers and staff that remembered the beginnings of the store on the second floor, not when it became a ground floor store. There was talk about Sarah Clothes, Paddlin Madlins, Ragtime, and Bagel Bagel. We spoke of fashion shows Flash Cadilac did at Sac’s Disco Bar and Reflections (Old Embassy Hotel) and life in general. No one talked about their aches pains and wrinkles, because at this moment in time they did not exist. Disco music constantly flowed by a cyber source and I remarked last time we had gotten together records were involved.


We also talked about sex and AIDS and how life changed after that. Who was doing what and with whom, and ceasing  the rumour that Michael LaFleur had not dropped dead of a brain aneurysm on Queen Street years ago and was indeed live and well in Vancouver. Michael did reply on Facebook that if you were going to die– Queen Street might be the perfect location. We talked about everyone: Wanda, Dennis C, and remembered that before Denis La Violette left us for the shining Broadway lights of NYC he was indeed a manager at McDonald’s in Ottawa.

Great food, fantastic people, and even though we had been apart for decades we remembered what we once and still do mean to each other– no matter what has passed down the river of life. I don’t think there was anyone there that had not been through some tragedy through the years, but no one really talked about it, because it didn’t really matter.As Ron lamented, none of us wears sz 26 pants anymore (did we ever?), but by God we are still alive, and life would always be La Vie en Rose. It was an afternoon that I will never ever forget. Thank you!

Flash Cadilac Book available on Amazon or Wisteria at 62 Bridge Street in Carleton Place


Apologies to those who pictures are not here as I am a notoriously bad photographer with my iPhone– Example Marion Godwin and her husband Bobby.


An Excerpt from The Flash Cadilac Book- A Real Short One!

Millions of Years of Evolution All Came Down to This….
Some say evolution in things like body modifications occur when you shut down all the hobby shops in the area. Now, there are many variations, significant or insignificant, but sometimes I have to ask myself when face to face with a doozy,
“Dude what were you thinking?”.
Read more: Available on— Next week at Wisteria at 62 Bridge Street and Springside Hall after Ladies Who Lunch- June 6th.

Flash Cadilac Book Just Released on Amazon — Flashbacks of Little Miss Flash Cadilac

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So, What’s This Book All About Alfie?
This is the history of Flash Cadilac Clothing that I found on a  Wikipedia ‘wannabe’ website many years ago called Opentobia. The information below has since disappeared, and the site is now home to live unsecured webcams from around the world. I still have no idea who wrote this as the store was only ‘alive and well’ before “popular technology” soared.

Flash Cadilac, Ottawa, Ontario.

Flash Cadilac was a unique store before its time. It opened in 1976 at 174 Rideau Street in downtown Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. It was owned by fashion designer Linda Seccaspina and her late husband Angelo. The emporium was one of the longest running stores in downtown Ottawa and Linda closed down everything in 1996.

Eclectic and fun, their fashions were always in the newspapers and sought after by the avant garde public. Linda’s designs were often featured in The Ottawa Citizen and the now defunct Ottawa Journal. She also supported the Canadian fashion scene by carrying Canadian designers such as Linda Lundstrom and Marilyn Brooks.

The store was not without controversy. It was deemed a den of sin by some, and had a large wall that carried photos and autographs of many famous people that had shopped there.Their clothing was often featured in Flare Magazine, and the beginning TV years of CJOH-TV’s “You Can’t Do That on Television”. Canadian music stars such as Lee Aaron, Alanis Morisette, Glass Tiger, Toronto(band) and many more wore Linda’s designs. She was also a great supporter of street kids and helped as many as she could to get them off the street.

Linda went on to open another store after Flash Cadilac for two years called Savannah Devilles, closed it, and seemed to disappear out of sight. She was featured on the Canadian Women’s Channel “W” before her store closed and declared an icon of Canadian fashion. The Ottawa Citizen upon the closing of the store called her “The Mother Theresa of Punk Rock”.

That was lovely, but if I had to pick a bio for the store I have always loved the following written by blogger, chef, and friend: Doff Doppler aka Devin Goulden.

In the beginning there was Flash Cadilac, a store notoriously known for its apparel: leather, lace, whips, chains, tattoos, and piercings.

I would say that sums it all up folks!


Flashy Memories of Pandora’s Box ETC — Oh Ottawa Behave!

Flashy Memories of Pandora’s Box ETC — Oh Ottawa Behave!


“I had no interest in owning a strip club.  Heck I was barely in Pandora’s Box”-Harvey Glatt


When I opened Flash Cadilac on Rideau Street in the 70s, I had no idea that the general public venturing into my store would call it “weird or strange”. That opening Friday night I thought I was just “a run of the mill store” and had my first sale that was over $50. It was a vintage raccoon coat being sold to a stripper at Pandora’s Box that she bought along with a black feather boa.

I stared at the glimmer of her bright red hair and just envied everything about her. During our conversation she told me stripping was actually a thrill for her and she invited me to watch her dance. When I saw the photo of Pandora’s Box on Lost Ottawa last week it felt like it was yesterday, only the stage was missing one thing.

That photo was missing the giant round ottoman in the centre of the stage where the girls would seductively display their body in different positions. I once sat there uncomfortably while I watched men in loose clothing stare at the women who I now called my friends.


I remember the oversized chairs on each side of the stage where the VIP customer sat for a birds eye view. It was one thing for someone to walk around the store half naked, but to see it all come 360 was a shock for me at first. But, it was at that moment that I realized skimpy lingerie and heels mesmerized both sexes to mass purchasing, and no one was doing it. Because of these gals stripping at Pandora’s I figured out that males might now assume that their wives and girlfriends should wear heels and skimpy wear too, even when they were cleaning up dog poop.  Fashionable seduction was born– someone had to do it. So in 1976 my store Flash Cadilac was the first to sell corsets, stockings and garter belts. Within a few days anything I had bought from Coquette Lingerie in Waterloo, Ontario was sold out. And so it began…



Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  25 Jul 1972, Tue

COMMENTS from Lost Ottawa

Went there in the 50s to watch laters and the serials – batman etc. Also our church, when Pandoras was active had a phone number that was one digit off the Pandora number so our church secretary got a lot of phone calls looking for Pandoras
Bill Anderson


Frank Hare— I went to Pandoras and had a box lunch. I remember the stripper produced a comb right out of thin air!

Michelle Grouchy

In 1972 Michael Johnston and Margaret aboud created a burlesque show at this theatre. The stage, the dance filoor, the supper club atmosphere were Europe meets Broadway, meets the revolution and evolution of Ottawa .
Hundreds of stories and momentous memories took place in the location, that changed names and focus many times.
U2 the Irish group played there and only had a few cover tunes. Bono and the edge loved this Ottawa land mark. Thanks for the picture. Ox
Bruce Mitchell


Wasn’t that the Rialto Theatre? We had a joke about that place, when you went there they searched you for a knife, if you didn’t have one they gave you one.
Willy Santilli


this was ROTHMANS Furniture is the 60s. anyone else remember that ?,Then it becomes Pandora s Box Burlesque club in the 70s but the mayor made in difficult on the sex type operations in Ottawa causing them to disappear one by one. Toronto s Young St got the same civic treatment after the sad “shoe shine boy” murder Aug 77 . 😔
Elizabeth Buchan-Kimmerly


It was also a clothing store called Bonnie and Clive for a few years, until Clive (or possibly Bonnie) took all the money and ran off to Mexico.
Phil Cheffins


It was indeed Lovie and Clive, an obvious take-off on Bonnie and Clyde. They had some interesting import items but went out of business when Import Bazaar (later Pier One) came to town



Also read- The Trials of Pandora’s Box CLICK


Timeline: Imperial Theatre, Pandora’s Box, Barrymore’s Music Hall

Timeline: Imperial Theatre, Pandora’s Box, Barrymore’s Music Hall

Linda Seccaspina – ScreaminMamas


Flash Cadilac -Sex Lies and Video Tape?

Stayin’ Alive — Reconnecting With the Friends of Flash Cadilac

Remembering Nash the Slash at The Black Swan Pub

So Who Was Miss Livingstone? Burlesque

Oh Dear, William Penfold and my AB Positive Blood

Party Conversations from: The Good, the Bad and the Famous

Is it all Relative? Linda Knight Seccaspina

A Letter to my Grandchildren April 14, 2020 — Linda Knight Seccaspina

We Are Family


PHOTOS- Flash Cadilac

Kindi Dickinson ( Kindi Dickinson is also the model in the black one) at DISCO VIVA!!!

Flash Cadillac swimwear 1979–1990s– I cut and we made so many of these its crazy.. I can remember the pattern numbers.. Black one and I see a yellow one was B34 Leopard wrap was B2 and there 3 more in that group shot but my memory has lapsed-

Clipped from The Ottawa Journal, 08 Nov 1973, Thu, Page 23

Skateway Fashion Show

Marion Godwin Skateway Fashion Show
Skateway Fashion Show
From Lost Ottawa on Facebook– Photo of Linda Seccaspina– ago Flash Cadilac closed after 21 years on Rideau Street. Photo by Wanita Bates

2021- 70 years old for craps sake LOLOL

Remembering Community Business — #supportinglocal Series– The Bagel Oven

The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
05 Jul 1992, Sun  •  Page 2

To kick-start the yeast, Mike and Jeff Kofsky are plopping freshly-rolled dough into honeyed water, plopping and moaning about the Bad News Bagels their yet to-taste-victory softball team that’s giving them tsuris aggravation. The brothers are kings of the sheba, the long, wooden spatula-like utensil they use to flip a load of bagels (32 to the batch) onto the grate of the wood-burning stove that glows at the back of The Bagel Oven, their deli on Greenbank Road near Knoxdale Road.

“Losing 9-5 isn’t so bad,” says Mike, 31, looking on the bright side. “Hey, it’s better than 25-2,” adds Jeff, 24. Both brothers break up laughing. There’s a lot of laughter at the Bagel Oven, a lot of smiling and kidding around with the customers. , It’s the way the Kofskys do business ” be in the store at 6 a.m. every day and make sure customers enjoy coming in for, ( a still-warm poppy seed bagel with a , smear of cream cheese.

According to family legend, Mike was mesmerized by a bagel oven he encountered in a deli during a family trip to Montreal when he was a little boy. Little Mike said he would own an oven like that one day. Now he does. The boys opened the Bagel Oven two- and-a-half years ago, and have been steadily building the business on hard work and word of-mouth. “We try to do different things,” says Jeff.

“We greet everybody, and make sure the faces are familiar even if we can’t put a first name to everybody. And we don’t want to be just faces behind the counter. The boss one of us is always here.” “He likes the hard ones,” Jeff shrugs, so they hold back a few day-old bagels after clearing the bins for the first fresh batch of the day. The brothers have worked up a sort of tourist-guide spiel to explain how they make bagels from scratch daily everything from why the sesame seeds stick to the bagels to the source and burning temperature of the two cords of wood used every week in the oven. “Everybody comes through here,” says Jeff, “We’ve had kindergarten classes, Cubs and who are the ones even younger? Beavers? Anyway, the kids are great and we’re glad to show them around.” “The community is the key to their success, Mike says. “We try hard to be part of the neighborhood the ball team is part of it and I think customers respond to that.”

The Ottawa CitizenOttawa, Ontario, CanadaSun, Jul 05, 1992 · Page 2 Bruce Ward

So what is at at The Bagel Oven now?

Can’t seem to find it and wonder if it is now Frank’s Place? at 283 Greenbank Road

Even before I was a town councillor for Carleton Place, and way back when to my days owning Flash Cadilac on Rideau Street in the 70s I have encouraged local business to support each other and I believe everyone has a story. I have documented 100s of local businesses in our area.Please #supportlocal

Photo by the Rayners who are in this photo. The sign in front of my house. Please #supportlocal

Lost Ottawa
August 19  · 

Just got a request for a picture of Bagel Bagel, an eatery down in the Market, I beleive.
Here’s the only photo we ever had, which we posted way back in 2013. Love the hairdo’s.
No idea about the original source.
Lost Ottawa
May 30, 2019  · 

Needs some rolls to go with your dinner? You could get them at Ottawa’s much loved Rideau Bakery, located at 384 Rideau Street near Friel.
Apart from deliciousness, the bakery also had one of last signs over-hanging the sidewalk in Ottawa.
Date here is the 1990s, judging by the car.
(JHN 4-449-09)
Lost Ottawa
November 23, 2015  · 

Danny Moran sends this picture of downtown Ottawa that has me totally stumped.
When was there a Dunn’s near Bank and Sparks?
Lost Ottawa
December 28, 2017  · 

Dining Out in Lost Ottawa, shared by Sheldon Leonard.
Writes Sheldon:

Andrew J. MaheuxLost Ottawa

September 2, 2013  · Nate’s Delicatessen at 316 Rideau Street, circa 1979. Smoked Meat, Deli

You Have to Open Up a Business Here!!! 1912 Ottawa Marketing — Simpson Books

The Ice Pick Cometh — Ottawa Artificial Ice Co.

Clippings of the Old Albion Hotel

The Brunswick Hotel — The “dollar-a-day” Huckell Hotel — (Murphy-Gamble Limited)

I was Part of the French Revolution and I Forgot

I was Part of the French Revolution and I Forgot

Tensions were high here in the nation’s capital — and across Canada.

On October 16, 1970 — 51 years ago today — the Canadian government, under Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau, invoked the War Measures Act following the kidnappings of British diplomat James Cross and Quebec MLA Pierre Laporte.

The Ottawa Citizen’s Bruce Deachman took a look back at the FLQ cris

Photo: Peter Bregg, Canadian Press

Ben Weiss shared a post.–Old Ottawa And Bytown Pics

I try to lay low on weekends, but once again Ben Weiss’s posting made me think of that era– so here is a piece I wrote years ago and seldom share.

I was Part of the French Revolution and I Forgot Linda Knight Seccaspina

Last year I wrote a blog on French Canada, and it seemed to rip open a box of memories that had been filed away in my mind for many years. I had actually lived through an important part of Canadian history and forgot all about it.

When Pierre Elliot Trudeau became Prime Minister in April of 1968 it changed Canadian history. The night he won I was at the Cowansville, Quebec Hotel with my friends and my father, who was a campaign manager for Jean Jacques Bertrand.

My French Canadian friends ran in and grabbed my arm for a night of celebrating. The feelings in the air were the same as when Barack Obama won in a 99% African-American neighborhood forty years later. My friends were thrilled that hopefully help was on the way for French Canadians.

My best friend kept teasing me, asking me if I was angry that a French Canadian man had won the election. Being Sally Sunshine all my life, I never take sides. Life should be about people working together, and not against each other. But, I was thrilled he had won, as I really liked him and hoped there would be no more taking sides. Even my stepmother and father were taking sides as she loved Trudeau also, and the conversation had gotten so unpleasant in my home that she had taped a giant poster of Pierre Trudeau to the living room wall. Sadly at one point, the people of French and English Quebec did take sides, and a revolution was born. Out of this unrest came the notorious FLQ (Quebec Liberation Front).

There were bombings, and declarations from them that called for a socialist uprising against those considered Anglo-Saxon imperialist oppressors. Yes, it felt just like the ‘play wars’ we always had in the lumber yard with my French friends as children, only on a bigger scale, and very real. They called for the overthrow of the Quebec government and the independence of Quebec from Canada.

At age 16, I started dating a French Canadian boy whom I will call Yves. His father had completely radical opinions about the English and did not mince words when his son brought home an English girl. It turned out that he had known my grandfather, and considered him one of the Anglo-Saxon imperialists, as he had money and what he considered “British airs”.

My father was equally concerned.  Not that Yves might have some radical tendencies, but the fact that his hair looked a little long. This was typical of my father. Never worry about the important stuff, just make sure he cuts his hair. It certainly would be a travesty if people talked about it. It was all around town anyways that Arthur Knight had trouble with his oldest daughter.

He also did not like the fact that his daughter was not dating a nice Anglican boy, and he told me to “kiss him goodbye”. In Quebec, the age of consent to marry was 21 and he would not allow me to marry Yves until I reached that age. Maybe he had the right idea as the marriage only lasted a year and a half, but I knew the only reason was because he had long hair and worked at Vilas in Cowansville. Not good enough for his daughter.

On October 15, 1970, more than 3,000 students attended a protest rally in favor of the FLQ. The FLQ then kidnapped James Cross, the British High Trade Commissioner, and when their demands were not met they kidnapped the Minister of Labour and Vice Premier of Quebec, Pierre Laporte.

When a CBC reporter asked Prime Minister Trudeau how far he was going to go to stop the FLQ he said,

“Just watch me!”

On October 16th, at 8 am I stepped out of my apartment building on Pine Ave. in Montreal what I saw was unbelievable. Prime Minister Trudeau had invoked the War Measures Act at 4 am, and military forces lined my street like there was a war going on. That’s when all hell broke loose.

The next day, October 17th, 1970, Pierre Laporte was found dead in the trunk of a car, strangled to death.

Living in Montreal during the time of the War Measures act was like living in a war zone. Soldiers halted anyone they felt was suspicious, and I was even stopped at the Greyhound Bus Terminal and asked for my passport. All they said was that I looked like someone who was on a list.

Of course I have been on lists all my life. For years, I was considered a threat to the Canadian population because of “those” Viet Nam War protests and I sold subversive literature in my store. Subversive literature would be the alternative music and radical fashion magazines that I sold in my store Flash Cadilac in the 70’s and 80’s. Thankfully, things have changed.

In the end of all this chaos: 453 people were rounded up, and some were given asylum in Cuba. The five flown to Cuba were jailed when they returned to Canada years later. Yves and I split up, and I have not seen him in 47 years. Most of my generation moved out of Quebec and went to Ontario after they graduated. They sadly left because of too many rules and regulations about language and cultural issues. I often wonder what could have been, I really do. I will always miss ‘Ma Belle Province’ –language issues or not.


Troops march in the streets of Montreal Oct. 20, 1970. Bob Olsen Toronto Star-

Dedicated to my Weekend Protesting Hippie Generation — Nothing Changes Does it?