Maquinna: Calling on the Way Stops of Life

The intention here, was to present a particular picture of Princess Maquinna.  After all, she had been referenced in three prior posts on this part of the blog. This was her time; present her, then to move on to the next page of Pop’s scrapbook. Scrapbook? Well, she was scrapped and is now scrapbooked on … Continue reading Maquinna: Calling on the Way Stops of Life

From the logging camps (3)

It is just too hard to leave Port Renfrew, so we will not tell of life in Corner Brook, NL, or the BC environs of Victoria, Port Alberni, Great Central Lake, or Nanaimo just yet.  Lake Cowichan, Chemainus and the Malahat shall equally wait.   By this time of his life, Grandad James Dickson, who … Continue reading From the logging camps (3)

From the logging camps (2)

PORT RENFREW: the LAMBSY DIVEY MURDER We are not finished with Port Renfrew. You see, Mum created my indoor pets. The best were giraffe, little Lambsy Divey, and Blue Teddy. I had loved them, my whole life long and, at the time of the event which is about to unfold, with a four-year old’s passion. … Continue reading From the logging camps (2)

From the logging camps (1)

I am granddaughter of a coal miner and a logger. The miner made his way to British Columbia (BC) from Scotland; the logger, from Norway, through Wisconsin. PORT RENFREW: EARTHQUAKE and TSUNAMI 1940s I was just a little girl, with a pet deer, growing up in a logging camp at Port Renfrew, BC. We were  … Continue reading From the logging camps (1)