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Page 6 West Vancouver Historical Societies January 2006 touched it again. The flour sacks and sugar sacks became night and under wear for me and shirts for Mack. I was eleven before I ever had a boughten dress. It was in Miss Marlow’s window at 17“’ and I called it butterfly dress because it had a pocket on it out of organdy like a butterfly. My mother finally got a job at Woodward’s but this was when I was in Junior High. But that’s another part of my life. Granny had to quit the restaurant as she started to have health problems. She sold it to an English couple and they renamed it the Marina after some English lady. I never got mad that I had to help her. She never got mad and made us salmon berry, huckleberry and black and blue berry tarts that we picked. We fried the fish we caught off the wharf down 14“’ Street or the trout from Vinson’s Creek at 14“’ and Clyde. Granny gave us left-over baking powder biscuits which we sold at our zoo for a penny apiece. Her favourite saying when you gave her a surprise was “lands sake!” and throw up her hands. I wonder how my grandchildren will remember me. With as much love as I remember mine... -Norma (Minions) Hamilton One of Our Best Speakers Ever Few will disagree that Derek Hayes was one of the most interesting speakers we have ever had at a general meeting. In November Derek came to speak to us about his most recent book, a Historical Atlas of Vancouver and the Lower Fraser Valley. His talk was strong enough to convince a number in the audience to buy one of his books then and there. It is an extensive work, and compellingly interesting. One of the things we learn is that the grandiose ideas of some promoters would have had much of what is now West Vancouver called Newcastle. The book’s maps, photos and diagrams are fascinating. One map shows Caulfeild designated as Caulfields, and shows most of Point Atkinson as a military reserve. There is a photo of the first West Vancouver Ferry, the West Vancouver, which operated between Hollyburn and the foot of Denman Street from 1909 to 1915 [the year that Marine Drive reached Caulfield]. There are few books as verbally and as pictorially effective as this one. It would make a fine gift, now, or at any time of year. Get it if you can. Helena (Aldred) Link’s Story Continues from the November Newsletter At one point when we were in our new home on Lawson Avenue, Harry was working at Smiths’ Red and White at 15* and Marine Drive. Brother Phil says he was using his bike to deliver groceries. He probably would have been doing chores in the store as well. One day he arrived home with two kittens in his bike carrier. Mr. McGregor, the butcher at the store, had a mother cat who had had kittens. Harry named them after Dizzy and Daffy Dean, the American baseball players. Mom was not pleased that she had had two more mouths to feed. At meal times their dish went around the table, when we all donated a bit of fish, sausage or hamburgerâ€"whatever was on the menu that day. We did have a few chickens, and every so often, one of my brothers had the horrible task of killing a rooster. My sister Madge and I would hide until it was all over. At the end of Grade 10, Harry had to end his schooling. Some time after we moved to our Kiwanis-built home we were given some relief money. It was exactly $4.87 per week for the six of us, and was for food only. This had to be bought at Seeds Grocery Store. There was no money for clothing, heating or taxes, so it was still hand-me-down clothing, or whatever Mom could knit. Our sister Rita would go down to the home of Mr. And Mrs. A.E. Young near 14* and Kings Avenue to earn some money doing some housework. She was probably 14 or 15 years old at the time. Phil liked gardening, so he and Mom tried to get the yard into shape to plant a vegetable garden. We were on a sloping lot, so with the rocks they dug out, they terraced the garden and built the soil up with compost and chicken manure. Phil can remember in late years