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Turning Back the Pages: Memories from growing up in Golden

By Colleen Palumbo
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By Colleen Palumbo

Each generation of people has spots that were their favourite, the music that no one else understands, the clothing styles that they think are theirs alone, and hairstyles that really made a statement.

Last week I had a call from someone who was asking if I remember Crystal Ponds. Of course I do, and fries from the Bamboo Inn, the great jukebox at the Elite, and the train tracks that gave us an excuse to be late returning from lunch.

The following story is a memory from Arvid Seward, and I’m sure that many of you will remember this as well.

“One of our favourite stopping places, on the way to and from school, was Billy Wenman’s Shoe Repair Shop. If we discovered any peculiar looking bug, butterflies, or such, we would catch them and take them to Billy. He would preserve them in alcohol. Billy was very kind to us all. He would make repairs to our shoes or rubbers for a very small charge, or no charge at all. He made canvas music stand cases for all members of the band, free of charge.

When we were growing up, there was dancing. Some favourite dances were the Virginia reel, two steps, and waltzes. We would take turns at our homes, the Maxwells, Wenmans, Blysaks, Mrs. John Pratt, and the Johnsons. Billy Wenman had one of the Edison phonographs with the long horn on it. This played cylinder records. He would bring it to wherever the party was being held.

In the summer, we would get together for big picnics, which other families would join. We would have to walk to wherever we were going as there were no automobiles available until later years.

In the spring, after the snow was gone, and in the summer also, a favourite outing on Sunday afternoon, was to walk the railway track up the Kicking Horse Canyon for several miles. Upon our return, we would congregate at the CP Rail station and watch the arrival and departure of Train number four, which at that time came in at 5 p.m.

There was always a lot of music in our home. Mother played the organ and the accordion. Many of the Swedes who came played the accordion or mouth organ.

In 1912, a toboggan slide was built from the top of the hill back of the smelter, down past the smelter and over the hump by the smoke stack and along the railway track for a distance.

It was about three quarters of a mile long and was boarded up on both sides. At one time, the last lap was over the railway track towards the Kicking Horse River. This had to be stopped because of the danger involved. I believe boards from the smelter buildings had been used for the slide. I understand that the older Henderson boys and others in their age group exercised their skill and knowledge in building this slide. We used some of the rails from the smelter to build a track up the side of the hill. Then we would push one of the ore cars to the top. Everyone climbed on for a ride down the hill. Once, it jumped the track and Louis Blysak got his leg jammed against a tree. We had to stop this enjoyment also because of the risk.

In the winter, for skating, we would shovel off the snow on the Kicking Horse River in a large area for and outdoor skating rink. We had many nice skating parties. Many people from town would come up and join the fun.

We would fish in the Kicking Horse River off the old smelter bridges and later off the Kootenay Central Bridge. We caught many trout and whitefish here. We also fished for grayling off the old sawmill wharf on the Columbia River. We would use these as bait for ling cod which we caught further up the Columbia in the evening. The ling cod had nice white meat. They had to be skinned and had just one set of bones down the middle. They were slimy things to catch and handle.”

I would love to hear about your favourite activities.