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F. M. McDiarmid Clothing Co — Manny Gomes sign

F. M. McDiarmid Clothing Co  — Manny Gomes sign
Found in back of the stud walls of the back kitchen of 237 William Street in Carleton Place. It was from the McDiarmid Clothing Co at 74 Bridge Street. It had been cut up into 7 pieces.– and Manny Gomes remounted it.

Photos from  the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum
McDiarmids was just up the street from the Keyes Building on Bridge Street where The Granary is located-note the balcony.

 The Canadian Bank of Commerce moved into the McDiarmid Block in 1928 and took over Abdallah’s store under the management of Mr. Kent. Some of the tellers were: Bob Hinch, Dave McLaren, Art Bittle, Isabel McLaren, and Dolly McCauley.

Just a note that in the 1970s, the McDiarmid Estate disposed of the McDiarmid block. This building was in the hands of the McDiarmids for eighty some odd years. William and Fred McDiarmid operated a men’s clothing store from approximately 1894 up until the 1930s. Terry McLeod and Bill Cheffins owned Downtown Office Supplies during 80s and 90s and Terry and Bill restored their storefront to resemble the one of the 1890s.


After the 1923 fire, the new building housed Leo. McDiarmid’s Sports on the corner of Elgin (victoria) and Bridge Street.  Guns could be purchased or repaired, and ammunition and decoys were sold. Later Cliff Caldwell and his wife Edna operated a hair salon and lived on the second floor. About 1950 George H Doucett bought the building and his insurance company operated there until the early 70s. Mr. William S. Rowat was his office manager and after he lost an eye and could no longer drive, Mr. Doucett’s nephew Allan joined the staff. Mr.and Mrs. Dan Nichols occupied the upstairs apartment and the building was later purchased by Howard McNeely who operated a barbershop at 120 Bridge.


Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum

This photo is of Sarah Evangeline McDiarmid. She’s posing at the base of the stone CPR underpass on Mill Street. Today it’s almost completely overgrown and unseen. Evangeline was born in 1889 and grew up in the big stone house at the end of McArthur Street, a daughter of William McDiarmid, store owner, and Mary Lavallee.

Evangeline was married in 1913 to Harry Ruhl, and a second time to Charlie Bates in 1959. She passed away in Carleton Place on June 14, 1976.
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
08 Oct 1929, Tue  •  Page 17
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
07 Oct 1940, Mon  •  Page 6

McDiarmid Tennis Courts Photos Photos Photos

  1. Duncan McDiarmid — Family of the Derry
  2. McDiarmid Family– Murals and Vimy Ridge
  3. You Can Leave Your Hat on in Carleton Place!
  4. Duncan McDiarmid — Family of the Derry

You Can Still See the Alligator Sign if You Look!

You Can Still See the Alligator Sign if You Look!




Thanks to Ralph Shaw the alligator sign I had made is back on the fence at the Lake Ave East and Francis Street intersection. For years the No Swimming Alligators sign sat in the swamp where they used to  get clay for the brick factory. No one really ever did see an alligator, but then again you can’t really be sure.

You really, really don’t want to be bitten by an alligator. A 2004 study of wild and captive alligators found that large individuals bite down with 13,172 Newtons–or 2960 pounds–of force, one of the most powerful bites ever recorded for a living animal. That’s a heck of a bite!



Do you really know what really lurks around these trees at night?



Thanks Ralph Shaw for putting the signs back!!

While on the lookout for alligators, you should remember to occasionally look up. American alligators, as well as several other species of crocodylian, are fairly accomplished climbers. As long as there’s enough of an incline for them to haul themselves up, gators can climb trees to get to a better basking spot, or get the drop on you, as the case may be.

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The  original sign that once sat on the Lake Avenue East swamp now has  a permanent home at the Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum on Edmund Street.



One of our local poets Carol Stephen even wrote a poem about it. Photo- Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum


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Photo Mike Jeays

Mike Jeays took this photo a long time ago so we can remember what once was. Where did the alligator from the Brick Yard Swamp go after the buildings were built? I don’t know about you but I might check the basement of those condos. But make sure you turn the lights on first!!

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


So What was in That Old Alligator Hole Anyways in Carleton Place?

Gluten Free Corn Dogs and the Old Carleton Place Alligator Hole –Chef Ben White

Roots Boots and Brick Yards

The Brotherhood and Community of Carleton Place



I think I have told this story before but you are going to keep hearing it from me until the day I die. It was a cold January day and the kids were flooding the rink outside when I noticed our German shepherd, Snoopy racing in from the greenhouse with a huge plume of black smoke trailing him. If there is an emergency I am not the one to send to an EMT unit as I panic easily. I screamed for someone to call 911 and we simply thought a hose spraying a steady stream of water into the basement window was enough to contain the fire.

Within five minutes the basement was engulfed with flames and I attempted to go into the greenhouse to save the birds and my ferret. Smoke quickly turns into a blackness that cannot be measured on a colour chart and within seconds I was trapped. A fireman came in to search for me and ended up saving my life as I could no longer find my way out.


My sons and I were sent over to a neighbour’s home, The Nephins, and we sat there, shivering and watching the firemen try to save our house. I wanted to cry but I couldn’t and the kids kept asking me if everything was going to be alright. In my irrational mind I thought things would return to normal once the fire trucks were gone and life would go back to the way it was.

The fight for our home was not over for another 18 hours. The firemen left at about 5 pm overwhelmed with the intensity of the smoke and one ended up in the hospital. They had done their best and thought the fire had been put to rest but Angelo and his father sat guard all night watching for hot spots. Sure enough at 1 am a wall in the living room went up in flames and had they not been there the house would have been a total loss. Two local firemen ended up in the hospital that day trying to save my home.

So, what does does it mean to be a “good neighbor”?


In an article titled “Being Neighborly Without Being Nosy,” Rose Alexander explained it this way: “Depending on your personal preferences, being neighborly might mean staying invisible except for a quick wave while getting the mail. Or you might think of someone being a good neighbor when he or she is available to help out with any unexpected need, whether it is to lend an egg or give your child a ride to soccer practice when your car won’t start.”

I am lucky to have great neighbours– and I also miss the ones who have moved or passed away. Muriel Simpson, who was Howard McNeely’s sister ruled our neighbourhood with the hand of Margaret Thatcher. No one dared cross the line with her, not even Gerald Hastie. So why I am writing this?

When my sign was vandalized yesterday, I didn’t have the brains or force to put it back in the ground. So along came Eric Lockheart today and he put it back in. He will forever be my hero. He is part of the brotherhood of kindness that exists in Carleton Place. Thank you!


SUNDAY UPDATE– It was ripped out again and thrown on Caldwell Street. Thanks to Sandra Hurdis Finigan for rescuing it.