This was the house on Landsdowne. #59. You can just see the edge of the Cat Lady’s house on the right. Her kitchen window, that we used to spy into, is covered by siding now. Across the street a couple boys lived, one older than me, one younger. The older one claimed to be boyfriend … Continue reading Landsdowne

We went to Pritchard Pool, in the summer, when it was hot outside. It was an outdoor pool, except the change rooms were inside. The water was cold, until a minute or two after you dived in. It was a long walk to Pritchard Pool. Six blocks, and you had to cross Burrows Avenue, and … Continue reading Pritchard Pool

I guess Wesley and I were best friends, at the time. I don’t know what other friends Wesley had, but when we played together, it was just him and me. Other than that I played with my cousins, mostly. Wesley and I usually played at his house, if we weren’t outside. Played in his basement … Continue reading Sugar Pops Stagecoach

I was 5 or maybe 6. The day was overcast and gloomy, intermittent drizzle sprinkled the morning. I was on the boulevard across from Charles Street near Boyd, with a couple cousins and a pair of friends from up the street. There it was, flat, pressed against the short grass of the boulevard, a lump … Continue reading The Bird

We moved back to Winnipeg in the summer of 1964. I don’t really know why; I was only ten and a half. Probably because of my father’s ongoing pursuit of the greener grass. In any case, we moved into a house on Lansdowne Avenue, #59, and shared the place with an aunt and daughters. We … Continue reading The Cat Lady