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Grandma and the Cute Little Mice– From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

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Grandma and the Cute Little Mice– From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

 

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Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in The Townships Sun and theSherbrooke Record and and Screamin’ Mamas (USA

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. Tales of Almonte and Arnprior Then and Now.

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Another Broken Bed Incident — Stories from Richards Castle — Noreen Tyers

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Another Broken Bed Incident — Stories from Richards Castle — Noreen Tyers

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Another Broken Bed incident.

This story was related to me by sister

The Old Stone House at Snow Road  on the Mississippi, had a lot of stories to be told.  When you are a child, sweet innocence is so present and in the 1940’s this was much more prevalent.
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The Stone House had no running water, electricity, the only source of light was a coil oil lamp or a flashlight.  In the forties the flashlight gave off little light. If the moon was out it was not bad as you could find your way, when it shone in the window.  If the stars and moon, were tucked behind the clouds, you could barely see your hand in front of your face, it was dark.

The children were put to bed when darkness descended, so by the time the adults came up to bed, they had been sleeping for a while.  On most evenings after the kids were out of their hair, everyone would sit and play cards or just talk and some may have beer or a drink.  It would be much later when they would venture up to bed.

The men would be up early so they usually went off to sleep quite quickly, after all it was a lot of work rowing a boat, fishing or cleaning the fish for dinner.  When they needed to bring up a block of ice from the Ice house, it would take a bit of muscle power and a walk to the barn. Oh such groans could be heard. Now if they had already made their trip to the outhouse it meant another trip, maybe even digging out a block.  One has to remember that some of the blocks were a good size, and they were on holidays. Rest was important, so they believed, after all they worked hard all year and they were on holidays. But, most important they were MEN!

On occasion one would become romantically inclined and I guess maybe  had been thinking of it during the day, so on their way to the bedroom the urge would once again rear its ugly little head.  Now my parents, aunts and uncles were young active people and a two-week period might just be a long time to wait. It never seemed to matter that there was a few people in the house.   After a week of good old country air and rest from their work a young man’s thoughts might just turn to thoughts of love.

 

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You have to remember the house would be filled with young innocent sweet things, too young to know anything about a young man’s fancy.  All of a sudden a big crash bang and who knows what the NOISE was about in the middle of the night and pitch black. It does take a few minutes for a flashlight to be found and then find out where the noise came from. As a child you can only think something wild has arrived on the scene, maybe a Big Bear or God knows what.  Imagination of a child is quite vivid, at least mine was. The flashlight on, Grandpa was first on the scene into my Aunt and Uncles Room he went. The stately old bed had broken and the mattress was laying on the floor, two red faces appeared on the bed rail just wondering what had happened. Surprise the mattress is on the floor, and thoughts of love soon Punk disappear.

“Foolish young people” that’s all Grandpa, said and the kids went back to bed non the wiser and still the sweet innocent children that had no thoughts other than the bed broke.  Grandpa will repair the bed in the morning, he always fixes things.

From the Pen
of Noreen
April 29, 2018

Note: I often wondered why my grandfather never gave his little talk to the adults?    Who me?
“You know if you want to come back next year ….”

Stories from Richards Castle.

 

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

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.

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Lets Play Elevator- Charles Ogilvy Store — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

At Church on Sunday Morning From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

Jack’s in Charge-Scary Stories — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

Adventures at Dalhousie Lake at the Duncan’s Cottages —- From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

I am Afraid of Snakes- From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

Hitching a Ride Cross Town — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

My Old Orange Hat –From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Out of the Old Photo Album — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers

 

Snow Road Ramblings from Richards Castle — From the Pen Of Noreen Tyers

Summer Holidays at Snow Road Cleaning Fish — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Snow Road Adventures- Hikes in the Old Cave — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Putting Brian on the Bus– Stories from my Childhood Noreen Tyers

My Childhood Memory of Richard’s Castle –From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Grandpa’s Dandelion Wine — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

My Wedding Tiara — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Art of Learning How to Butter Your Toast the Right Way — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Smocked Dresses–From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Kitchen Stool — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Flying Teeth in Church — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Writings of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Memories of Grandpa’s Workshop — Noreen Tyers

Cleaning out Grandmas’ Fridge — Noreen Tyers Summer Vacation at Richard’s Castle

My Flower Seeds — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

My Childhood Memory of Richard’s Castle –From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

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My Childhood Memory of Richard’s Castle –From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

 

 

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Noreen Tyers—Grandparents in front of Richards Castle, in Snow Road
around the 1940’s John and Charlotte (Mavis) Lahey Summer holidays at the Stone House.

My childhood Memory– by Noreen Tyers

When I was a young girl with long pig tails
I was so excited when Mom would say pack your old sand pail

It was not long after school was let out for holidays in the summer
I just knew we would go for a vacation that would be so much the funner

Preparation was started and soon Mom start gathering up
The items that were needed, but she didn’t have to bring her cup

We travelled in the back of Ogilvy’s old delivery van
On the long winding, unpaved roads, that was the plan

The children and father would all get very car sick
For Mom to stay sane and clean was always a trick

The reason this was so special and I loved it so dearly
We would be with the extended family, some years all of them nearly

It was crowded and noisy there was excitement for sure
We could go for a swim and then sit on the shore

The place that we stayed was Richard’s Castle in Snow Road
On the Mississippi River and there was usually some frogs and toads

The Old Stone house, so elegant and quaint
When I think of it, Grandpa really was a saint

Between the Dinning Room & Living Room there was pocket doors, just such a delight
We would play Elevator until an adult came along and got us in sight

Grandpa always put up with his grandchildren’s energy and pleasure
While making sure that he took care and looked after any treasures

Each year, I try to travel the roads and visit, this spot
No inside plumbing or anything like that during my stay, instead under the bed came Out that good old Chamber POT

Lines from the Pen ✒ of Noreen MAY 2016

 

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 and The Tales of Almonte

relatedreading

 

Grandpa’s Dandelion Wine — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

My Wedding Tiara — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Art of Learning How to Butter Your Toast the Right Way — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Smocked Dresses–From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Kitchen Stool — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Flying Teeth in Church — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

The Writings of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Memories of Grandpa’s Workshop — Noreen Tyers

Cleaning out Grandmas’ Fridge — Noreen Tyers Summer Vacation at Richard’s Castle

My Flower Seeds — From the Pen of Noreen Tyers of Perth

Cleaning out Grandmas’ Fridge — Noreen Tyers Summer Vacation at Richard’s Castle

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Cleaning out Grandmas’ Fridge — Noreen Tyers Summer Vacation at Richard’s Castle

 

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Names: Buddy the Dog, John and Charlotte Lahey, Grandpa and Grandma, Clarence Lahey, Don Lahey, Earl Lahey, Betty Lahey, Jack and May Lahey. At the Falls I cannot make out who is in the picture. Photo- Noreen Tyers

 

Summer is coming Another memory from the Summer Holidays, Kinda Yuky!Cleaning out grandmas’ Fridge– Noreen Tyers–PICTURES FROM THE Lahey Photos of time spent at Richard’s Castle in Snow Road in the 1940s The Falls on the Mississippi and on the lawn at the house. Noreen Tyers



Every year we couldn’t wait for Final Report Cards to be handed out and the end of the School year. YEA! My mother would work hard preparing for the event and gather up what was needed for a two-week holiday. This is just my most favourite memory. The holiday was to at the old Stone House, in Snow Road, Ontario just outside the hamlet of McDonalds Corners. This house was also known as “Richard’s Castle”, and was owned by an Executive of the K & P Rail Company. (Kingston- Pembroke).

 

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My Grandfather first heard of this place from a co-worker at Charles Ogilvy Department Store in Ottawa. This friend Johnny Miller, was from Snow Road and worked part time at Ogilvy’s in the Sportsman’s Lodge, the sports Department. Now Johnny was a Guide for people who wished to hunt and fish. One day while talking, the conversation went to the House at Snow Road. I have never been officially told, but I can almost say that the rent of $13.00 for the two-week visit was as a result of Grandpa doing some repairs. He was a painter and decorator and painted the rooms inside. He also did wood graining and there were a lot of areas in Richards Castle where he could do his magic.

 

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The Falls at Snow Road, Mississippi Rive, there are some people but I Cannot make them out. My Guess on the Far Right, ?? Grandma and Grandpa (John and Charlotte Lahey the ones on the left ????? I have tried to enlarge but the picture becomes fuzzy-Photo Noreen Tyers

 

To me there was just nothing my grandpa could not do. He was also a very patient, caring and loving man. While getting ready for our trip to Snow Road, my mother would feed us a very light breakfast, and nothing creamy on the menu. No cereal, no milk if I recall right it was toast and juice or water. Now my mother was well aware of what happened on the trip up to Snow Road, if we ate a big breakfast. We would all end up CAR SICK and my Mother would end up with her house dress removed and travel in her slip as we had all been sick and thrown up on her.

Thus this was why we had such a meagerly meal to start the day off. We would be asked to go down the street a couple of doors where Grandma and Grandpa lived, to help them get ready and pack the car for the trip. We would help carry out the food, and clothes and the towels and sheet required for our stay. There was one item we did not have to help with and that was Grandpa’s Fishing Rod and his fishing tackle. That was Grandpa’s job and he would tuck it in a safe spot that would not allow it to get bumped or fall over.

 

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Back in the house Grandma would be cleaning out the fridge of any food that was not making the journey. There would be some good treats to be cleaned up and Jack, Grace and myself would do that job without any trouble. After our very light breakfast the food looked oh so good, and let’s face it, we were helping Grandma. Some of the treats we managed to clean up for her was things like Milk, maybe some rice pudding or a delightful custard that had been made from scratch. God know what else might have been eaten, all was just so perfect to make the young ones car sick. Never once was our story ever told to my Mom, or she would have had a fit and we would have gotten into big trouble.

NOT A WHISPER

I am sure my Grandmother would have been aware of our motion sickness as she had watched my mother arrive every year in her slip and the vehicle smelling so YUCKY AND SOUR, SOUR PUK! Back up the street we went all prancing at the bit to get going, as my parents did not drive or own a vehicle my Uncle would transport us. Our means of travel to our destination at Snow Road was in the back of a delivery truck owned by Ogilvy’s.

The motion sickness would begin anytime we would be on twisty, with lots of turns, country roads and in that era the roads were not paved. We would be so sick, no window in the back of the truck and before we knew our Dad was joining in deposits in the barf bucket. OH MY POOR MOM (four kids and a husband being sick for miles and miles and miles.

 

From the pen of Noreen Tyers April 13, 2018

PICTURES FROM THE Lahey Photos of time spent at Richard’s Castle in Snow Road in the 1940s The Falls on the Mississippi and on the lawn at the house. Noreen Tyers

 

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)

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Memories of Grandpa’s Workshop — Noreen Tyers

The Writings of Noreen Tyers of Perth