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Page 4 Such were some of the houses in Caulfeild. At the other extreme was the Matheson house, which was built right next to the St. Francis-in-the-Wood property in 1914. It was small, dai'k brown, mostly shingle-clad, with a wooden stair case that led up to a small landing. Immediately inside the front door was a tiny hallway. There, on the wall, just to the right was a bedwaimer, which I thought resembled a banjo. Hanging next to it was a sheet-metal copper match dispenser, which Billy Matheson had made in his Metal Work class at school. Right: Granddad at1643 Haro Street in 1913 The walls throughout the Caulfeild house were in narrow fir v-joint, stained mid-brown. Adorning the living and diningroom walls were English “hunt” scenesâ€"horses, dogs, riders. One lai'ge scene, which latei found its way to the south wall in the livingroom at 1479 Ottawa Avenue, was of a stagecoach, designated “Getting Through With the Mails”. All of these pictures were large colour prints, framed in dai'k wood, likely fir. Through our eyes all of them were wonderful, tied to a time when very few of us had more than a dime. There was an enormous pile of wood in the front and rear yai'ds, undoubtedly cut by granddad. The sparseness of the yard in its early stages soon changed. Its existence as a yai'd was a short one. Granddad was an inveterate gardener, and a bird and dog fancier as well. Before many years had passed, he had built a summer house and an aviary. We would sleep in the summer house at weekends, and, during summer stays, both of which were invariably too brief. A bird call that I heard from that summer house that registered with me from earliest childhood was the summer call of the black-cap chickadee, though it wasn’t until years later that I connected song with singer. We always hated to go back to the West End after these wonderful Caulfeild interludes. The trip was a long one, and several times my brother Chris and I managed to give Mother false directions heading home. We had a short reprieve in the East End of the City while she tried to get her bearings and so head in the right direction back to Jervis Street. It would not be for another three years that we would get back to West Vancouver to live. Note from Melanie Hardbattle, our Archivist Veronica Marshall, a contract archival and information studies student, recently completed the an'angement and description of the West Vancouver School District 45 fonds. The project was made possible by financial assistance from the Government of Canada through Librai-y and Archives Canada and the Canadian Council of Archives, and the District of West Vancouver. The fonds consists of material relating to seventeen primary and secondary schools in West Vancouver, including a few schools that are no longer in existence, such as Dundarave and Hillside schools. The material dates from 1918-1990, and includes over 7,000 photographs of students, staff, school buildings and activities; building plans, school year books, scrapbooks, school newsletters, and ephemera and other records. The majority of the material was collected by the West Vancouver Historical Society in the late 1980’s and early 1990’s, with some items donated by former students and instructors. The records help to