have freedom - You have beer
is so much fun remembering all the events of my growing up years
in Windsor and your February issue was full of reminders.
Bob-Lo Island was a great place for any age. My mother used to drive
her Model T Ford and us children to Amherstburg and we would cross
over to the Island on the Papoose. Then wed meet our cousins
from Detroit who cruised down the river on the St. Clair and Columbia
big boats for our family picnic. When I find the picture of us with
the two ponies and cart taken on Bob-Lo with all of us in it I will
send it to you.
later jitter bug years I spent many happy evenings dancing
in Bob-Los beautiful ballroom.
By the way, the St. Clair and Columbia were also the ferries flying
back and forth every 15 minutes from Windsor to Detroit, before
we had the tunnel or the bridge.
My father had his office in the old Royal Bank Building (corner
of Pitt and Ouellette) and rode these ferries daily at noon to buy
a bagful of hamburgers from the original White Castle at the foot
of Woodward Avenue in Detroit.
The Tivoli Theatre write up brought another long forgotten memory
of a Saturday afternoon and a long line-up of kids waiting to see
Jackie Cooper in Skippy. The trail of youngsters wound
halfway down Lincoln Road towards the River.
I was intrigued with your Black History story regarding the Watkins
Family because while attending Old Sandwich High School (now J.
L. Hoister Collegiate) one of my classmates was Floyd Watkins and
he lived in the Lot Street area. He was not mentioned in the write
up and I wondered about his whereabouts. He was well like by teachers
and students and was an exceptionally smart young lad.
Another humorous memory came to mind while reading about the N &
D Supermarket. On their opening day the store had a draw for the
customers (mostly women) with the prize of being Queen for a day
and my sister-in-law, Marlene Dixon (now in New Mexico), won the
Thank goodness the location of the Shore Acres Hotel was corrected
in our March issue before I got around to writing in.
She lived on Askin Blvd in Sandwich first two streets over from
the Hotel and we passed it each time we went downtown via Sandwich
St. West (now Riverside Dr.)
I was intrigued by the promo of Shore Acres and the orchestra playing
there called The Askenite Serenaders under the personal
direction of Tommy De Tomase.
This man lived on our street and during the Prohibition days in
the U.S.A. he rented his home to a couple from Chicago. One day
while driving by with my dad we saw a man standing in front of the
house, dressed in a black fedora and long black velvet-lapelled
coat. His very narrow eyes and mean look made us fearful.
Several weeks later a news item in the Detroit Free Press announced
that a gangster wanted in Chicago on a murder charge had been found
hiding in a lovely quiet area of Sandwich Ontario.
One more memory of the U.S. Prohibition Era the American
Legion from Detroit came to Sandwich to celebrate with a Parade
on their Memorial Day. Ill never forget the sign held by the
two leading marchers.
We have the freedom you have the beer.
My parents lived on Windermere Road for about 5 years and then moved
to Victoria Avenue for the last 35 years of their lives.
I loved visiting their home on Windermere (I was married by that
time) and enjoyed the many walks to Ottawa Street and the surrounding
Thank you for all the wonderful tales of yesteryear. I truly feel
Virginia D. Bastedo, Brantford
enjoy reading The Times and all the stories that remind us of the
good old days days gone by. The letter from Billie Meek [March 2002]
intrigued me since I knew a Billie Meek and wondered if it was the
I attended King Edward School and at one time lived across the road
from the school in a duplex next to Chalmers United Church. The
mention of his house on Argyle Road was interesting since for a
while in the 1930s we lived in a little white house on the South
West corner of Argyle and Wyandotte Street rented from the Walkerville
Land and Building Co.
One small correction if you will permit. I worked for the SW&A
Railway in the 40s in the garages on London St. West [now University].
Your article, Transit Windsor 130 years old in your
March issue called it the South Windsor & Amherstburg Railway.
I believe the correct name to be is Sandwich Windsor & Amherstburg
Douglas G. Skelding, Barrie
Ed: Thanks for the correction. We like to say that we make little
boo boos on purpose to make sure our readers are paying attention!
Windsor & Amhertburg Railway
bus leaving the bus depot which opened in 1940.
Sewer Swallows Sterling Silver
a few lines to say how much I enjoy reading your Walkerville Times.
I did note the S.W.& A was referred to as South Windsor &
Amherstburg. Yuck! As a resident of Sandwich I couldnt let
that slip by. You probably have heard from many readers that S.W.
& A was Sandwich, Windsor and Amherstburg Railway but, just
Also, I was just a little kid living on Laird Ave. in Amherstburg
when the Saltmarches (from your March issue) lived on Sandwich Street.
Noel certainly looks like his dad for one, and two does he
have a twin? If so, then I remember the twins dropping their Mothers
Sterling Silver cutlery down the sewer grate in front of their house
(corner Sandwich & Front St.).
News traveled quickly in the burg then via the back fences. I can
clearly recall my Mum calling out to Mrs. Coyle next door as she
was unpegging the laundry. I believe it was about the fact that
she was glad it was her sister Lorna that had been blessed with
Also, I wouldnt be surprised if this event wasnt written
up in the Amherstburg Echo by Helen Marsh. During my 18 years in
Amherstburg I was written up a few times and I never did anything
as exciting as dropping the family sterling down the storm sewer!
Elizabeth Tucker, Windsor
Ruined Class Photos
father, Dennis Phelps, attended Gordon McGregor Public school in
the late fifties. Over the past few months he has been trying to
obtain class pictures. He has lost touch with friends and has consulted
the Board of Education, Gordon McGregor school and even the phone
book but has had no luck. We have been reading your publication
and thought that maybe you could help. My father only needs 3 class
photos as the others were luckily not damaged when our basement
flooded. Ive included names of his teachers as well as classmates
(Im afraid Im unsure how to correctly spell some of
the names however.) Ive also included an e.mail address so
that anyone who wishes to help can contact us.
Mrs. Marentette (possibly 1952-1954 unsure of which year)
Classmates: Norman Gobel, Jack Hill, Wayne Burdon, Rosemary Reid,
Mrs. Doris Rogula (unsure of spelling of last name! Possibly 1950-1952)
Classmates: Carol Bullard, Barbara Burdon, Eddie Dells
Mr. Harold Sweetmen (could be Sweetman. Possibly 1955-1956)
Classmates: Jack Hill, Ken Wright, Keith Wright, Janet Boughner,
Once again, thank you for your assistance!
Sharon Phelps, email@example.com
Keep it Up
thought I would drop you a short note to say hi and keep up the
great work. I recently moved from Windsor in 1999 and am now living
in Bay City, Michigan and I read the online paper as often as I
can. I read the paper version when I visit my mom and dad. Keep
up the good work.
Robert Hamilton, Michigan
Broken Zippers & Caramel Corn
from Calgary. In 1949, I moved from York and Hanna to 2171 Lincoln
Road. I attended Hugh Beaton and Walkerville Collegiate both
great schools. We had a gang and when I look back we sure had a
fun time. I would like to name a few names and if anyone
is still around I would love to hear from you. There was Pat Preston,
Ron and Bill Patrick, Ron Marentette and Porky Morgan.
Gord Pace was my date for the most exciting night of my high school
years in 1953 the Walkerville Military Ball. I was 13. When
I got into my dress, the zipper broke and I can still see my mother
walking to the Five & Dime store on the corner of Tecumseh and
Lincoln. She kept her cool but I think I was in a huge panic.
I moved to Calgary July 1, 1955 and still remember the good times
at Walkerville C.I.: Mr. Ball, Col. McLeod, Mr. Cec Bunt and many
While working at Alberta Childrens Hospital, a fellow colleague
and I were talking about where we were born. Turns out she was born
at Grace and I was born at Hotel Dieu and we both went to Hugh Beaton
and lived three blocks from each other. Her name was Carolyn and
her dad knew my grandfather, Charles Fraser. It sure is a small
Frasers Nut Shop was owned by my grandparents. I am sure many
readers remember their wonderful carmel corn and chocolates. Yum.
I received the Times from my cousin Trudy Green Stewart and its
enjoyed every month. Thanks for the memories.
Mary Ann Tame, Calgary
Clints Gas Station?
was born in Detroit and moved to Windsor with my parents during
the Depression. We lived on Moy Ave. for a short time and then ended
up on a family farm in Tilbury E.
I went into training at Hotel Dieu in 1946. I married and raised
my family here in Windsor.
Does anyone remember a garage/gas station near the Bridge Company
close to Walker Road and Seminole? I believe it was run by my father
and uncle (Clint and Larry Lanoh) around 1929-30. It was after that
when we moved to Tilbury. Thanks and keep up the good work!
Pat Kavanaugh, Ompah, ON
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