Ryan Cuthbert-People of Carleton Place-Thanks to Ann Avdovich we have a 1995 congregation book which we will be posting photos. Thanks Ann.. a wonderful surprise in my mailbox–St Mary’s 1995 Carleton Place
Yesterday was Thanksgiving here … a holiday I still don’t appreciate as much as I should … Canadian Thanksgiving is much more meaningful to me, even though I now have a huge “American” family of relatives and friends!
Almonte will always be home to me! I was born in Ottawa in 1955 and moved to Almonte in the early 60’s. I went to St. Mary’s School in Almonte, and after a few years at St. Pius X High School in Ottawa, I completed my high school years at ADHS! I was athletic, but never a standout, and have always been overshadowed by my brothers and nieces/nephews with their athletic prowess. While at ADHS my geography teacher (Mr. Souter) made the world come alive and as a result of his lectures I wanted to explore the world … and to date my wife Carol and I have backpacked throughout 88 countries, over 3 year-long trips! In 1984 we backpacked through Europe, Canada/USA for a whole year, in 1988 we backpacked for a whole year around the world, and in 1993 we again backpacked for an entire year in Latin America … started in northern Mexico and ended up in Ushuaia, Argentina. June Dalgity at the Almonte Gazette gave me an opportunity to chronicle those travels in my column, “Letters Home”. I always hoped that my shared travels and adventures would inspire others to see the world.
While at ADHS it was Guidance Counselor Mrs. Rachel Lamb that suggested I pursue a career in Nursing … she saw something in me that I did not see myself. I graduated from St. Lawrence College (Brockville) in 1976 with a Diploma in Nursing and in 1978, after a few years working in the Ottawa Ambulance system, I moved to Corpus Christi Texas to start my career as a nurse. After years of Medical Surgical, Coronary Care, and then Emergency-Trauma Nursing I moved to Columbia, SC to start work as an Operating Room Nurse. Along the way I went back to school to pursue higher education as I learned that more education would help me to save more lives … I now have a Baccalaureate and Masters in Nursing, as well as a Masters and Doctorate in Public Health. After acquiring my Doctorate in Public Health I wanted to give back to my profession of Nursing … so I transitioned from the hospital setting to academia at the University of South Carolina (USC). Over a period of 15 years I taught healthcare focused courses and during my last 10 years I created an international healthcare course in which I was able to take USC healthcare focused students to Latin America (Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Belize, Guatemala) to render hands-on healthcare to a rural population of very underserved people in dire need of assistance. My Masters and Doctoral research focused on the barriers that Hispanics face when trying to access healthcare in the US … an ongoing huge issue!
While working full-time and going to school full-time in Columbia, SC I decided to further challenge myself by taking on the task of climbing the 7 Summits … the highest mountain on each of the 7 continents of the world! In 1985, Richard Bass, a businessman and amateur mountaineer, was the first man to climb all Seven Summits, and in In 1986, the Canadian mountaineer Patrick Morrow became the first man to climb the Seven Summits. When I made it to the summit of Mt. Everest on May 24, 2007 I became the first nurse in the world to do so on the first attempt, and joined only 75 people in the world, at that time, to complete the 7 Summits. To date there are only about 500 people who have completed the 7 Summits! When I went to Mt. Everest I knew the risks as many people have died there, and through my 7 years of high altitude climbing I have seen way too many people die. In honour of my good friend and mentor Sean Egan of Almonte, who died on Mt. Everest in 2005, I carried his ashes to the top of the world. On completion of the 7 Summits I was awarded the Key to the Town of Almonte!
I wrote a book about my mountaineering and adventure travels (7 Summits: A Nurses Quest to Conquer Mountaineering and Life) and traveled around the US as a motivational speaker. All proceeds from my book, and speaker fees, have been donated to 4 nursing scholarships that I have initiated … to date around $150,000.00. While climbing mountains around the world, I did so with a fear of heights, but pushed myself to face that fear head-on. As a result of this experience, I created the “Personal Challenge Program” at the University of South Carolina where to date tens of thousands of students have challenged themselves each semester to step out of their comfort zone to face adversity. I wrote a book about this program “The Path to Student Success Starts With a Personal Challenge”, but have not published at this time … hopefully will pursue that soon! I retired a few years ago from USC, but continue to pay-it-forward as I am now an instrument rated pilot (I know … it doesn’t make sense that I can fly and be afraid of heights … I have learned not to look down!!!) and through an organization named Angel Flights, I fly patients from their home cities to a hospital for treatment, but more often lately I have been flying patients from the hospital after a surgical procedure back to their home city. There is no charge to the patient as I have my own plane, I pay for the fuel, and I donate my time.
Again, I am not famous, but through my travels, climbing and adventurous life-style, I believe I have inspired many students and others to push their limits and step outside their comfort zones. As I have shared with all, “we only live once and the time is short, so do as much as you can in the time that you have left!”
I have enjoyed reading your historical stories of Almonte and the area as for me it is very nostalgic. Few in Almonte may know me now as I have lived in the United States for the past 44 years, but many know my family name as the Hickey’s are very involved as teachers, mentors and coaches in our community. I feel blessed to have been raised on a farm in Almonte, the oldest of eight brothers and one sister, and learned early in life to pay-it-forward, as I have done all my life. Almonte, the Friendly Town, was where I gained the values that would guide me through life … much better values than what I see in some of my friends that were raised in large cities!
Patrick Hickey RN,BSN,MS,MSN,Dr. P.H.,CNOR(E)
Distinguished Clinical Professor Emeritus
University of South Carolina
I have attached a few photos:
1. My wife Carol and I by my plane (she refuses to fly with me since I had a slight incident with her in a plane when I blew a tire on landing and ended up in the ditch off a runway in Texas)
2. My brother Greg and myself in Myrtle Beach, SC … his home-way-from-home for golf!
3. Second edition cover of my book
4. One of my scholarships … Nurses Can Do Anything
5. Carol and I at Mt. Everest basecamp (17,800 ft.) in 2017 – my ten year anniversary
6. Summit of Mt,. Everest – May 24, 2007
7. Hiking through the Himalayas in 1988 … proposed marriage to Carol in the mountains of Nepal
Driving along the March Road the other day after an absence of some months we notice an old, creaky friend is gone. And buried. The Klondike Inn has vanished. Empty for many years now, it had always been a source of exotic speculation, coloured by the odd family story about drink, daring, desperation. Well, we just had to know, didn’t we? Not long after, we are at the kitchen table in a house two doors away, home to the Burke family, the Klondike’s last and longtime owners.
Outside, the afternoon rush-hour traffic is racing by, as high-tech alley unchains its workers for the weekend hands on wheel, blue teeth gritting, we imagine. The road, indeed the past, is under siege. This was once the stretch where the western city gave way to country, where Zarlink and Alcatel faded to cows and corn stalls and split-rail. Now it is all pipes and trucks and steel girders, the opening overture for Sobeys, Pharma Plus and Dollarama. The gold rush finally hit the Klondike, 113 years later, flattening the old girl in the name of progress.
Donna-Lee Burke is the unofficial family historian. With bits of archival material and family memory, we piece together the Klondike’s story. In 1870, there was a hotel on the same site, corner of March and Klondike roads, owned by a John Turner. It was lost to fire and rebuilt in pale red brick, opening in 1896 and licensed two years later. It seems to have had three names in its day: the Bytown, the Klondike Hotel, the Klondike Inn. In its early years, it had a wrap-around porch, giving it an air of grandeur.
This undated photograph shows the November to make way for new stores there was wood trim and fancy banisters. Its name suggests sawdust floors and fortunes lost at all-night poker, but hunters, trappers, loggers, tradesmen, short-hop travellers, railway men, were more its bread and butter. Donna-Lee says it was built with three layers of brick, about 50 of which she kept as keepsakes. It was three floors and consisted of large principal rooms on the main floor with a massive kitchen at the back. On the second floor, there were six or seven bedrooms.
Family legend has it that a certain John A. Macdonald once darkened the door. Before the modern era of travel, South March was considered a stopping point for horse-drawn travellers heading west a day from Ottawa, a day from Arnprior. So a collection of taverns grew up, so many that “Whiskey Road” and “Whiskey Town” were names attached to an intersection not far from here. The Klondike came to be owned by the Scissons family sometime before 1913, a family related to the Burkes by marriage. (In fact, Ken Scissons, 82, an Arnprior resident, says three of 10 siblings in his family were born in the Klondike.
Since then, it has been used mostly for storage, though Donna-Lee said the Burkes, for compassionate reasons, let a poor family live there for eight years without paying rent. With the imminent expansion of March Road from two to four lanes (six at intersections), the Klondike’s days were numbered. Moving it would have been difficult, if not impossible, and renovations would have wildly expensive. Demolition seemed the only reasonable option.
On Nov. 21, in a five-hour flurry, the building was torn down. It had no heritage designation. Across the street, the old March House restaurant sits on a new foundation, set back from the street. The building and a lovely stone one it is is to be preserved and given a new assignment. With the Klondike gone, it will live as an orphan, just as the road is losing its sense of long ago, a place of exotic possibility. Progress, for all its advantages, suffers this great flaw: it arrives with a ruthless predictability, place-less, bored at what came before. Contact Kelly Egan at 613-726-5896 or by e-mail, kegan(g)thecitizen.canwest.com
How the “Klondike” Hotel at South March Got Its Name
A lot of people in Ottawa have heard of the old Klondike Hotel at South March, but few have likely heard how the hotel came by its name. Burned in the fire of 1870, the old John Turner frame hotel was made over, bricked and reopened in 1897. Mr. Turner gave a party to his friends to celebrate the reopening. Somebody suggested that as the hotel was virtually a new one, It should have a new name. Suggestions for names were called for. A lot of names were offered.
As might be supposed, some were foolish, and some were quite unsuitable. Most of the names were discarded by ‘ unanimous vote. Names began to run low. Finally a man who was going to the Klondike rose and offered the name “Klondike.” He said that as the Klondike was full of gold, It would be a good omen to use that name. It might ensure Mr. Turner’s pockets being always full of gold. The idea took like hot cakes. Quickly the name was adopted. The name took with the public. At that time the Klondike was in everybody’s mouth. Its fame as a goldfleld was becoming widespread. In the years succeeding 1897 the Klondike was a popular hostelry.
Mrs. Sarah Jane Black, affectionately called “Rufus” by her many friends, celebrated her 90th birthday on March 24, 1973. A resident in the Fort William ward Mrs. Black was born in Rosebank. near Almonte, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. James Coxford. She is the last living member of a family of 18 children.
She was married in 1907 in Rosebank to Charles Black, and two years later they went to Fort William to make their home. A resident of 222 North in the Fort William ward Mr. Black was a motorman for the street railway, a position he held until his death in 1938. Mrs. Black is the oldest member of Knox United Church on Pruden St., and one of the original leaders of the CGIT. She is also a life member of the Women’s Missionary Society of the church. She was also a faithful worker for many years for the Red Cross Society.
Owing to ill health, and a recent stay in McKellar Hospital, plans for a celebration honouring her at this time have been curtailed. However, a family dinner, complete with the traditional birthday cake had been planned by her only son. Ernie, daughter-in-law Stella and her only grandson. Kevin, Upwards of 30 friends and relatives called to see Mrs. Black on her birthday, She was showered with countless cards, gifts and beautiful floral arrangements, including a corsage of tiny rosebuds from grandson Kevin. 1973
We lived next door to Art and Mae when I was just a young lad. I remember Mr. Neelin writing me notes to bike over to Edwards store to buy him cigarettes. I can still remember sitting on the porch visiting. My dad used to give Arthur a shave when he needed help in his later years. After your dad passed as kids we took turns visiting overnight with Mae. There was a big cookstove in the kitchen that was the sole source of heat. They lived on Park Avenue, we lived at 129. This brick was there home. They were a great couple
Bill Russell many thanks, I remember the house, and the stove. I was there as little girl. I m very thankful for all the information
This candid shot of Sarah Jane “Jean” Dolan was taken in the front yard of the Dolan home at present day 344 Bridge Street. In the distance is the Gillies’ stone house on the corner of Bridge and Townline Road, with the steeple of the Baptist Church in the distance.
Sarah was born in 1880, the daughter of John Dolan and Letitia Kirkpatrick. Raised in Carleton Place, she trained as a nurse at the Protestant Hospital in Ottawa, and remained on staff after graduating.
Engaged to Dr. Neelin in 1908, Sarah fell ill with a cold after spending a weekend in Carleton Place. She went to the doctor for medication, and died suddenly the next day. It’s believed she was given the wrong prescription. Jean died on October 27, 1908 at the age of 28.
It’s National Nursing Week and we thank all nurses, past and present, for your service and compassion.
The buildings on the north side of High Street were rented houses owned by John McEwen, William Neelin, William Moore and Henry Wilson; and the homes of Mrs. John Bell, Arthur Moore and James McDiarmid; together with Joseph Pittard’s wagon shop, and two doors west of it near the future Thomas Street corner, the new foundry enterprise of David Findlay. —Howard Morton Brown
William McDiarmid’s Golden Lion Store will be lighted by gas in a short time, and will have a gas light on the street corner. –
April 12, 1882.
In 1861, the McLean’s owned the building. In 1877, William McDiarmid gained ownership of the premises after Struthers owned it. William McDiarmid took over William Neelin’s general store in 1870 – the Golden Lion Store on the North West corner of Bridge and Emily Street. By 1882, the store had gas lighting.
An organization in Carleton Place with these newer ideas for the conservation of practically all main forms of wild life was formed in 1884. Under the title of the Carleton Place Game, Fish and Insectivorous Birds Protective Society it continued to operate for some years. Original officers of the group were William Pattie, president ; Jim Bothwell, vice president ; Walter Kibbee, secretary-treasurer, and committee members John Cavers, Tom Glover, John Moore, Jim Morphy and Jim Presley ; elected at a May meeting in the old fire hall on Bridge Street, when a constitution drawn up by Robert Bell was adopted. Other members pledged to support the rules of this pioneering wild life protective society were William Beck, Peter Cram, Jim Dunlop, John Flett, David Gillies, Charlie Glover, Tom Hilliard, Archie Knox and Tom Leaver ; Hugh McCormick, William McDiarmid, Hiram McFadden, Jim McFadden, Jim McGregor, George McPherson, William Neelin, Robert Patterson and William Patterson ; Dr. Robert F. Preston, Alex Sibbitt, William Taylor, William Whalen, Will R. Williamson, Alex Wilson and Joe Wilson. Out of town sportsmen among the first members were Duncan Campbell, John Gemmill, D. G. MacDonnell
Raids from the United States upon border points were made in 1866 by groups known as Fenians, whose professed objective was political independence for Ireland. The Carleton Place and Almonte volunteer companies were dispatched to Brockville in June. Captain of the Almonte company was James D. Gemmill. Total of all ranks serving from Carleton Place numbered fifty-seven. Under local officers Captain James C. Poole, Lieut. John Brown and Ensign J. Jones Bell, they included such Carleton Place and township family names as Burke, Coleman, Cram, Dack, Docherty, Duff, Enright, Ferguson, Fleming, Hamilton, Kilpatrick, Leslie, Lavallee, Moffatt, Moore, Morphy, and McArthur, McCaffrey, McCallum, McEwen, McFadden, McNab, McNeely and McPherson, Neelin, Patterson, Pattie, Rattray, Sinclair, Stewart, Sumner, Williams, Willis and Wilson.
Glen Arthur Neelin
Thanks to Tammy Marion
He and his family e.g. Mother – Edith May Graham and Father – Arthur Gregg Neelin and 2 sibling brothers who died in infancy are buried in the Munster Union cemetery, Ottawa. Glen’s wife’s name Ann Nettbohm is on the headstone with him but no dates filled in for her
Yes. The front row is Harold “Ozzie” McNeely, Theil Giles, Billy Ferguson, _Hastie, Glenn Neelin, Argyle Drummond: back row; Al Trottman, ?, Bill Argue, ?, Joe Drader, Gary Saunders, Bill Fraser. By the way, the team was sponsored by the Carleton Place Optimist Club..
In a recent edition of the “TD Scene,” a monthly publication for the huge Toronto-Dominion Centre in Toronto. It was announced that the appointment for the new head hostess of the centre was filled by 24-year-old Rosemarie Van Dusen of Almonte. Rosemarie succeeds Mathilda Stocker, who is now an Air Canada stewardess. Having been a Toronto Dominion hostess for over a year, Rosemarie now moves up to head the seven girl group.
She went to Toronto six years ago to further her education and after graduation decided to stay. “I like the city, the excitement,” she says, “when I go home to Almonte it’s for a rest.” And no wonder, Rosemarie is busy with programs and activities almost every evening. She is taking courses in ballroom dancing and dance skating and she is an active squash player.
In addition, she teaches children to skate and works as a volunteer with the youth group at Park Place Recreation Centre. Although she is no longer a small town girl in the big city, Rosemarie works to incorporate the advantages of small town life into her life in Toronto. As local residents are aware, in a town like Almonte, most everyone knows everyone else and you say ‘”hello” when you meet someone.
Rosemarie does the same thing in Toronto. “The city is cold unless you give something of yourself,” she says. And she is delighted with the large number of friends and acquaintances she has made in Toronto with her friendly, open “small-town” approach to life. Her attitude is infectious, and it has a definite effect on her seven hostesses and their attitude towards the Toronto-Dominion Centre’s vertical community of 13,000 people.
The water is getting very low in the Mississippi river, and although none of the Almonte mills have yet been short there is not much doubt they will be, soon, unless we have plenty of rain. All the mills, at Carleton Place are, we hear running within half time, or at very slow speed, and the large mills of Messrs. Gillies & McLaren are not doing half work.
We have not heard how the mills farther up or down the river are affected, but they must be all more or less short. Here, on Mondays, the supply of water is short, owing to the fact that no water is let down from Carleton Place Lake on Sundays. Something might be done to remedy this, were a tight dam made at the upper falls, so as to save the water on Sunday between here and Appleton. This would give sufficient to keep up the head of water until Tuesday, by which time the water used by the Carleton Place mills is down this far. Read-The Drought of 1871 and the Mills on the Mississippi River
The principle woollen mill owners here have done a graceful tiling in voluntarily conceding a ten hour table as follows, to commence on the 1st July next: Commence work at 7am; one hour for dinner; quit work at 6:30, and on Saturday at 3:30. This was quite unexpected by the employees, and took them very much by surprise. So pleased were they with the concession that on the evening of the day on which the notice was given the band occupied itself until late hour serenading the residences of the employers. The following firms have agreed to adopt the ten hour table: Rosamond Woolen Co., Elliott, Routh & Sheard. J. & A. Hunter, William H. Wylie.
A number of mill owners on the Mississippi River met at Carleton Place for the purpose of considering the best means of keeping up the supply of water during the dry season. A proposition was made by Gillies and McLaren of Carleton Place to the effect that they would, for a consideration, erect dams and the upper Mississippi and keep them in repair, so that a sufficient supply of water would be retained and allowed to escape as required.
Gillies & McLaren— Carleton Place
1866 – This town’s first large scale business had its start in 1866 with the opening of the Gillies & McLaren lumber mill with thirty employees. James Gillies (1840-1909) came as its manager. Five years later John Gillies (1811-1888), who had founded the firm in Lanark township, removed to Carleton Place. Both remained here for life and were leaders in the town’s industrial growth. James Gillies for over thirty five years was head of the later widespread lumbering operations of Gillies Brothers, a position occupied from 1914 to 1926 by his brother David Gillies (1849-1926) of Carleton Place.
A shingle mill also began business here in 1866, managed by John Craigie. He was the builder of the town’s first two steamboats, the Mississippi and the Enterprise. The local grist and oatmeal mills were bought by Henry Bredin from Hugh Boulton Jr. They continued to be operated by James Greig (1806-1884), who ran these mills from 1862 to 1868 after the death of Hugh Boulton Sr., founder of this first industry of the community.
The union of Lanark and Renfrew Counties was ended in 1866 by the establishment of a separate Renfrew County council and administration.
Hi Linda I have a few photos you may like. My Grandfather, Henry Lever (Ren) built this table. I recently had it refinished, because, as a rebellious teenager I painted it blue, then white (thickly, a little is good, more is better!). Needless to say, my Dad (Allan Lever) grounded me! The lamp on top of the table is the one my Grandmother (Caroline “Carrie”) used on the table. I had the lampshade recovered. The lamp still works and it has the original cord.
L to R: Mary Lever (McKittrick), Henry Reynolds Lever (my Grandfather), Henry Lever (my G-Grandfather), Norma Hazel Lever (Hind Giles)-Mary was my G-Grandmother