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
About the skateboard park Some of the present equipment has been repaired and is in use at the new Findlay park We had to move the park a few times to different locations– Skate park article is dated July 17 1996
We’re Stoked For Our Bro @scott______________ and the Town of Carleton Place, Ontario As They’ve Started Work to See a New Skatepark Built For Their Community. Shoutout To All The Great People Who’ve Worked Towards This For So Long; Great to See The Mayor Out and So Much Community Support at the First Meeting. (Actual Park Not Shown) #NewBeginnings#NBSskate#SKATELOCAL#skatepark#skateboarding#community#building
Glenda Mahoney and Mary Ann Morley with a 2500 dollar donation from the Lions Club and with the support of Mayor Brian Costello and many volunteers founded the first Skateboard Park in Carleton Place.The local skateboarders put in many hours to ensure the success of the park.The park was located where the new arena addition now exists …20 years later it is still going strong….
I tried to be normal once.. Worst two minutes of my life LOL
Last night I watched The Devil Wears Prada for the 100th time and wondered again why character Andy Sachs put up with that awful Runway Magazine editor. When I got up this morning I realized I too had once been an “Andy Sachs” and today I thanked my lucky stars that I had these “Miranda Priestlys” in my life.
Some of you might not know that once upon a time I had a cutting edge fashion store on Rideau Street in Ottawa called *Flash Cadilac. I designed 85% of the clothing in a store that was featured in many Canadian fashion magazines and an attraction on the downtown Ottawa street.
I could have never opened this store if it had not been for Saul Cohen from the Fine Togs Company in Montreal in the 60s. That man worked me to the bone from 7:30 am until 8 pm at night. Some days I just wanted to walk out of there. But, if it had not been for the ‘education’ from someone who had been in the schmata business for years I would have not learned that stamina, hard work and creativity keeps a business alive. Was I crazy? Probably, but that’s how badly I wanted to learn, and when I became a writer I encountered another ‘devil’ in my life.
I had been blogging for years on an American site that began Julie Powell’s Julia and Julia career. I was a popular blogger, but just not really learning that much. During that stint I met a woman called Elizabeth Coady in Chicago. Elizabeth Coady, was a former Harpo producer, who tried in 1998 to write a book about her time as a senior producer for Oprah. In the end Coady was stopped by the courts, which ruled that her hands were tied by the agreement she signed. So she began a celebrity gossip site and she took me under her wing and I became her lead writer.
If I thought Saul Cohen was tough Elizabeth was 100% worse- and again I wanted to throw in the towel. But, I learned how to write quickly, efficiently and prolifically, and my story links were in USA Today, Huffington Post, Time Magazine and the list went on. I learned for the second time in my life that anything you want badly enough has to come hand in hand with hard work and I thank you Elizabeth.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition-– Steve Jobs
Thanks Amanda Thompson for posting this photo. Flash Cadilac 40 years ago!!! Holy cow..
Clipping CLIPPED FROM The Ottawa Citizen Ottawa, Ontario, Canada 24 Dec 1983, Sat • Page 36
My Dad, Wayne Nield (left), asked me to post this pic that he came across today. He’s not on Facebook. The other two in the group are Bill and Stu. The guitar I am holding was the first electric that I owned!
Dave White He thinks Thunderballs, but likes the sound of Thundertones much better.
Sandi Shaw haha, I’m almost positive it was the Thundertones. I was in a greaser band in high school and I stole the name. We were pretty popular for awhile…our name “ Kirby Love and the Thundertones”. I was always grateful to Cousin Wayne for the name
Wayne Nield… another musician on the Walter Anson White branch of the White family tree, Dave. Thanks for posting, Sandi. I remember doing some singing and picking with Wayne at their house on Moffatt St. back when we were teenagers. If I remember correctly, a couple of the songs we’re the Everly Brothers’ “Bye, Bye
Llew Lloyd Do you remember Jim Wilson. He was our age. Played hockey with him so you probably did. Lived out on Lake Park road next to Rattray’s in the big house back off the road. Partied there a lot around ’62/’63. Well Stu was his older brother. Joined the Mounties I think. He had the plumb job, or so we all thought, of doing the weed cutting up on the lake. He might have been a life guard along the way cuz I seem to remember all the girls swarming around him every day on the life guard seat when he wasn’t up on the lake gettin’ a tan and gettin’ paid for it! Jealous or what?!?!
Karen Lloyd That’s what I was trying to get across to Doug. I had forgotten about Mary Anne. It’s been damn near 60 years since I saw Jim. Bill’s sister was Elizabeth I think. I was talking with her a couple of weeks ago when we were trying to get names for that Gr. 5 picture from Prince of Wales.
Great picture, thanks for sharing Sandi. Like Donnie mentioned earlier, I too, remember singing along with Wayne in Uncle Les and Aunt Olive’s living room on Moffatt St. back when we were all much younger. There were lots of bands in our family – music was in our DNA.
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
Remember Reach for the Top? Eric Stewart sent this in.. Hi Linda…. here’s a photo of the 1972 – 1973 ADHS Reach for the Top team. I am trying to remember the names of my teammates. I am the second from the right. Can you help Eric?
The students from left to right are Greg Gosson, Jim Harris, Ted McKay, Eric Stewart and Bruce Gunn
Reach for the top in 1972.CPHS team. Photo from Wendy Healey
Reach For The Top (RFTT) was based on a successful US television program called G.E. College Bowl. The idea for a Canadian version was brought to CBC Canada by producer Richard St John and sold to CBC Vancouver in 1961. The first program of RFTT was broadcast that year and was hosted by West Coast free-lance broadcaster Terry Garner. The next year the program was picked up by CBC Edmonton and gradually spread across the country. By 1966, 23 stations in all 10 provinces were carrying it, with approximately 600 schools taking part. That year the first of the national playoffs was broadcast with Winnipeg quizmaster Bill Guest as host. Lorne Jenkin High in Barrhead, Alta, which offered a one-semester credit course based on the program, became the series’ most successful competitors. The school represented Alberta in the national playoffs for 6 of the last 10 years of the program’s life, winning the national finals twice–
Warren Foster shares an article about Merivale when it was a toll road from “Hopper’s Corners,” to Carling and Parkdale, and seems to have been in existence from 1872 into the 1920s.
Writes Warren: “The newspaper article that talks about the toll booth on Merivale road, that my great great great grandfather ran for most of his life. My great great grandfather was Alex Dynes, who had a large Yorkshire pig farm on what is now Dynes road.”
The Merivale areas was once known as “Hopper’s Settlement,” I read on the internet, but exactly where the corners were I don’t know.
Your Morning Commute to downtown Ottawa circa 1925 — on the Merivale Road.
Original record doesn’t say exactly where, but middle of nowhere seems about right!
The note at the bottom says “asphalt macadam.” That makes me think that this picture was taken for the Ottawa Suburban Road Commission which was responsible for maintaining road to the city through the townships in those days.
In 1893, Robert Cowley created a new subdivision “Ottawa West” on his family’s farm, years before most development had begun west of Parkdale. Ottawa West was a small plan situated between Richmond and Scott, bordered by Western and Rockhurst.
One of the first structures to be built in the subdivision was actually a toll house. Richmond Road from 1853 until 1920 was a toll road operated by the Bytown and Nepean Road Company, and those travelling west from the city limits of Ottawa into Nepean Township were required to pay in order to use it. Up until 1895, the eastern toll house was situated within Hintonburg (the western toll house was in Bells Corners).
The Company purchased a lot at the western edge of Cowley’s subdivision (there was no intersection at the time; Island Park Drive was still 28 years away), and constructed a modest house for the tollgate keeper, who operated the gate at all times. A small office was constructed in front of the house, extending onto the roadway, and a large bar stretched across Richmond Road to ensure travellers would stop and pay the required toll, which would vary depending on the time of year, the number of horses, and whether the driver was on horseback or in a carriage.
Richmond Road toll house, circa 1911-1912.
Pictured is toll master Richard Bassett and likely his wife.
Sparks and Brownies of Carleton Place, Ontario November 2022
Last night I was honoured to speak about community to these young ladies in Carleton Place. They are working on their ‘Community Badges’ and we shared conversations on how we can all be part of the community and help each other. I was initially going to just put up photos of the cards they made for our town hall staff, but this is too important, and we need to carry on the message to everyone. Building strong leaders and helping people work together has the ability and the responsibility to make our ever-more connected world a more hopeful, stable and peaceful place. TOGETHER we are community!
These cards that are in EACH photo were made by the girls themselves, and I was so proud to be part of this project. Thank you everyone, and thanks to Mayor Toby Randell and Deputy Mayor Andrew Tennant for supporting this.
This is some of our Carleton Place Town staff below. These are the people that you call when you have town issues. They can be family, friends or your neighbours. Their dedication is imperative for the growth of our town and we thank them for their efforts. Thank you Sparks and Brownies for making these cards for our dedicated staff.
Town Clerk Stacey Blair.. and Mayor Toby – What is just one of Stacey’s jobs? Who looked after the election? Stacey did!!
She can marry you too!!
Amanda and Blake and Mayor Toby. Amanda added this below:
I randomly got this amazing Christmas card today from Elsbeth who is a member of the Carleton Place Brownies. Linda Seccaspina met with them last night and they drew Christmas cards that were handed out to Town Staff today. Elsbeth I’ve never met you but your card made my day! Thank you so much!
This is Mayor Toby with Niki — Director of Development Services
This is the Planning Dept’s ‘Lanark County tree’.. Is that a Toronto Maple Leaf decoration on that tree? Can’t be.. Maybe my eyes are deceiving me LOLOL
This is the Planning Building Dept. These are the guys that follow the building codes and make sure local construction is safe. I am behind Len waving. I like Len and wanted to make rabbit ears behind his head– but I didn’t LOLOL. These guys have tough tough tough jobs. Yes, the word tough is in triplicate because Lego is not involved in building. It’s serious business keeping our buildings safe!
This is the office part of our local town hall. These are the people you talk to for bills, payroll, human resources, etc. They always smile like that too– I know..:)
This is Public Works. Another hard working group. These are the people you call when the drains arent working, the street lights are out, snow plowing,– all the jobs you would not want to do. They are the heart of trouble shooting in Carleton Place. Dave Young on the far left has retired now as Director of Public Works, but is our project manager now for the bridge and the Main Street. Guy holding the card is Director of Public Works. Thank you Emmersyn for making their card– they even made a sign for you to thank you.
This picture really made my heart smile. This is public works. They are the ones out there in all the elements unclogging whatever is flooding, and are out doing things to help the town when you are cozy inside. The duties of a public works laborer include various manual labor tasks in our town. You operate power tools and equipment like air compressors, chainsaws, and lawn mowers, as well as heavy machinery like backhoes– include maintaining or building roads, parks, sewage systems, and more. These guys are seldom seen in photos, so thank you Toby for taking it. They are real hardworking people!
We are missing some folks here as some were out on a call. This group holding one of the Brownies/ Sparks cards are also important to our town. The two folks in the middle are from bylaw and the others are from our Carleton Place Fire dept. Also so important to our town.
Last but not least is just some of our hard working folks from Carleton Place Recreation & Culture. They look after our parks, docks, town hall events, town buildings and so many things. They do our Santa Claus parade and all sorts of other events you might not be aware of. Parks & Rec is everywhere!!!!
Carleton Place Library~~
Thank you once again to the Carleton Place Brownies and Sparks for the cards that we gave to each department. To the staff: your hard work and commitment help keep the town of Carleton Place going. All of us are so grateful to you! Thank you!
Sue Tweddle sent me this
Our attempt to recreate the older Brownie picture from 1952 last year in front of Zion Memorial
This is the park the Sparks designed for Carleton Place on a map they drew of Carleton Place. Looks like there are things going on in the Mississippi River too!
From our community to you town staff and to the Brownies and Sparks– Happy Holidays and thank you!
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.