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My Family Photos — Elizabeth Edwards

My Family Photos — Elizabeth Edwards


Thank you to Elizabeth Edwards of Carleton Place for sending photos of her Mother, Margaret Edwards, family. We love family photos- so please send them in.

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Elizabeth Edwards– This was my granny as a baby and she was born in 1913. Hermione is my moms mom. 🙂 (Margaret Edwards) Hermione’s maiden name was Newlands. Her father owned a hardware store and apartment buildings on 5th Avenue in the Glebe. The building is now home to the store, “The Papery”.


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Elizabeth Edwards—My great grandmother with her children; Grenville (the boy), Hermione (taller girl in the back- my granny) and Margaret (my fiesty great aunt)


   Elizabeth Edwards–Hermione
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Elizabeth Edwards–My granny is on the left with my great-great auntie belle who was visiting her from Scotland. This is outside Granny’s family home on Fifth Avenue in the Glebe. She moved to Carleton Place when she was in her 80’s to live on our street to be closer to us. granny lived in her home, by herself, until she died at the remarkable age at 90. She lived beside the Mr and Mrs Barker when they lived on Sarah Street.
Auntie Marg (the younger girl in the photos) on the left
And Hermione (my granny)
On the right
At my parents wedding
Elizabeth’s Mother: Margaret
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Lacrosse Club Carleton Place

Lacrosse Club Carleton Place




 - Ucroaat :at tne Junction. On Wednesday evening...

Clipped from The Ottawa Journal,  28 Mar 1895, Thu,  Page 3



We’ve had a request for old photos of the ball diamonds near Riverside Park… This photo by Howard Edwards of a lacrosse match (date unknown) shows Lake Avenue West to the right and St. Mary’s Church on Hawthorne Street in the distance. Just look at the crowd watching the action!–Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum

Photographer was James Howard Edwards, Shane Wm. Edwards’ grandfather. His father, William Howard Edwards donated a copy of the photograph to the museum.



Joann Voyce Carleton Place Lacrosse team with John G. Voyce. Prob late 1890’s or early 1900’s


Come and visit the Lanark County Genealogical Society Facebook page– what’s there? Cool old photos–and lots of things interesting to read. Also check out The Tales of Carleton Place.

Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in The Townships Sun andScreamin’ Mamas (USA)


1898-1899 Carleton Place Directory

Carleton Place the Thriving Junction Town 1900

Let’s Go Racing Boys with Nellie Sharper and Alex Hunter from Carleton Place

The Writing on the Wall Disappeared but the Memories Don’t


bennxxPhoto from the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum


Glory Days of Carleton Place–Mike Kean

Memories of Ruth Ferguson

Where’s the Beef in Carleton Place?

Name That Carleton Place Butcher? FOUND!!!

Memories of Argue’s Food Market?

The Days of the Loosey Cigarette, Slinky and Mailing a Letter

In Memory of Mickey Pickup– Carleton Place Dominion Store

There was More, More, Just Inside the Door




Bennett’s store on the corner of Bridge and Bell Street–Photos from Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum


A long time ago sugar used to be sold in barrels, along with  good old brown sugar– and there wasn’t a plastic bag around in sight.  My Grandmother Mary Louise Deller Knight used to often remind me to be careful of using sugar as she remembered when sugar was a luxury. She smiled when she remembered the sugar barrels in her neighbourhood London, England store were empty  and then they were removed to the store’s rear yard, where the kids hurried out of their homes like bees, to that great treat of salvaging a tasty scrapings where miraculously enough no germs were known to scare the children away.

My late Mother on the other hand spent a geat deal of time on her Grandfather’s farm in island Brook Quebec where eggs were loaded into the back of the car and brought to the local general store. Milking was done twice a day beginning at 6 a.m.; initially by hand then later by machine. The milk was put into cans and taken down to the railway tracks for transport. She remembers getting 5 cents an hour for helping out. Even though the fields and roads were frequently flooded in winter, they met the schedule with aching hands from handling the bone–chilling dairy cans.

The “general store,” which carried a wide range of merchandise, was an important part of small towns. Not only did they offer food, housewares, clothing and equipment, they also served as a gathering place where residents could exchange news and gossip. At at my local store on South Street in Cowansville, Quebec there would be a big round of cheese covered with a glass cover. The clerk would cut wedges from the round and weigh them on a two-foot-high scale. The scale display was at the top and it had a big round glass that you put your item on it to be weighed.

I don’t remember much fresh produce in those days except what came from my Grandmother’s garden. Shelves of  canned vegetables and fruit were sold,  and depending on the store sometimes Peanut Butter came in a big container.Then there were the rows and rows of cookies not sold in boxes and penny candy.

There were no credit cards in those days and people paid cash for purchases, although some paid by cheque  but most had a credit account.  I remember picking up things after school for my Grandmother and asking them just to charge it– which the last person I remember having charge accounts in Carleton Place was Fred Veenstra from the Maple Leaf Dairy.

A typical day in Christie’s store on South Street meant arriving at about 6 in the morning and closing up at 5 or 6 in the evening. On Fridays, they stayed open until 9 p.m. After unlocking the store in the morning, the first order of business was to sweep the sidewalk. Then would begin stocking the shelves.

I can still see the large counter along the side wall. Shelves along the walls held the canned goods and next to them was the bread. It was a long time before  I remember a store acquiring the conveniences of shopping buggies. Before that, each shopper would call in their order by phone in the morning or hand their shopping list to the clerk  who would gather all the items up and put them on the counter, while the customer was free to visit or do other shopping.

Of course business was still competitive, but the relationship among competitors was amicable and the merchants from the other stores would often exchange information on prices and made joint decisions.If one of them dropped a price, the others would soon learn of it from their customers and would match it, or discount another item to keep the customer’s loyalty.


Mike KeanWhat a great picture Linda. I worked there as a young teenager. The man in the foreground is “Taffy” Williams. He was so kind. The man at the back is Mr Bennett but I don’t know if it was Bill or Aunie. They were quite a father and son duo and knew everybody in town. Ground beef was 3 pounds for a dollar. Our current dept of health, labour and agriculture would have had a hey day there and yet we all lived.

Patti Ann GilesSo true Mike! My mom used to send me to get 25 cents worth cold meat for lunches and Taffy would always give a couple of extra slices! Lots of great memories growing up in small town CP.

Kenneth Jackson— yes Taffy Williams in the front and Ruth Ferguson just to his left.

 Does anyone remember when Mr. Bill Bennet sr. deliverd meats and such with a horse and small cart.


Where’s the Beef in Carleton Place?

Memories of Ruth Ferguson

The Days of the Loosey Cigarette, Slinky and Mailing a Letter

Dollars Worth of Gas in Carleton Place

Treasured Memories of Fred and the Maple Leaf Dairy

Looking for Memories of Harold Linton’s Gas Station

Memories and Thoughts of the Grocery Store

The Day Mike Muldowan’s House Burnt Down

Before the Stompin Tom Mural….There Was

Did You Know Who was Cooking in Back of Lancaster’s Grocery Store? Dr. Howard I Presume! – Part 3