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Page 7 West Vancouver Historical Soriefy January 2006 Mom trading vegetables for a sack of coal. Of course, all the washing was done by hand, and the ironin<^ was done with flat irons heated on the stove. * In the mid-‘thirties my sister xMadge and I were shipped off to Ambleside Beach every day with a can opener, two spoons and a ton of pork and beans and a couple of cookies. When the ships Elaine or Margaret passed we knew it was time to head home. This gave our Mom and Phil some time to work on the garden. Our family also went to the Hollyburn Hall. Our association had gone back to 1927. We had just moved into a house on the southwest corner of Duchess and 14'". Mr. Willington, the father of Norm and Les was going to the Hall, saw Harry playing, and asked if he would like to go to Sunday School. That started a long association. All five of us went to Sunday School, and then my daughter Katrina as well She also went to the Anvil Island Bible Camp. As a boy of about 12 years old or so, Phil would always be on the lookout for discarded beer bottles, and he finally had enough money to buy himself a pair of Sisman scampers. It was my brother’s new shoes and the pea gravel on the sidewalks outside the Hall that did him in. He was seeing how fast he could run. He fell and tore a chunk out of his knee cap, exposing the bone. My fondest memories of the Hall were the Christmas party and the summer picnic. The Plymouth Bretheren members would rent a blue bus and drive us ALL the way out to Easle Harbour. There was always plenty of food, including ice cream packed in dry ice. There were races and swimming. It was one of the highlights of the year for my sister Madge and me. After the Piggly Wiggly Store was open for a while, our Mom heard that their prices were better than Seeds’ Grocery Store. She sent sister Rita to the Municipal Hall to see if we could have our Relief Account at Piggly Wiggly, which they allowed. There was a brand of soda crackers that had a coupon in it. When we had collected 12 coupons we could trade them in for a one-pound box of chocolates. Mom always had it figured out that we had the twelve coupons in time for Christmas. Our friend Mrs. Atwood always made sure our name was down for a Christmas hamper. I believe she had something to do with the Legion and since our dad was a vet, we qualified. It must have been terribly humiliating for mom, but for Madge and me it was quite thrilling to see this box of goodies arrive. Madge Aldred Ben Evans Capilano Golf Course Summer 1944?