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Legends of Myself 97

August 29, 2014


97.  Highway 16, 1961: Pepper and Partings I think it must have been a warm sunny September that year on the Skeena.  On our second day on the road continuing on from Tyee, I remember the heat of the pavement creating illusions of water ahead of us as we walked.  We were as kids impressed […]

Legends of Myself 67

March 22, 2013


67. Gitanmaax, 1960: Summer and Away When spring came to Gitanmaax, the snow went away of course, and there were pussywillows budding down by the Skeena.  Pussywillows produce neat little balls along a branch.  Cottonwoods unleash their cotton like unraveled cotton batting.  It dangled from branches, hung everywhere near where the cottonwoods stood (which was […]

Legends of Myself 66

March 17, 2013


66. Gitanmaax 1959-1960:  Winter When my father arrived for a visit at Christmas, I suspect if I had told him about my Grade Four teacher’s experiments in classroom apartheid, he would have taken me out of Hazelton on the next train to the coast.  He wasn’t likely to tolerate abuse towards me of any sort, […]

Legends of Myself 65

March 6, 2013


65. Gitanmaax/Hazelton, 1959:  Town and Field Town.  Hazelton has a miniature town centre, dressed up these days to look cute and old-timey, hopefully to lure the tourists in.  I don’t remember it being nearly so compact, but at nine or ten, one’s expectations might be more compact.  It was large enough for our purposes then. […]

Legends of Myself 64

March 5, 2013


64.  Gitanmaax, 1959-1960:  The Poles Beside the Ballfield I never saw the crest poles as they appeared in the old photographs, when they stood along the ridge at the edge of Gitanmaax village, peering out towards the Skeena, peering down upon Hazelton.  The families who erected those poles had been told in 1884 that the […]

Legends of Myself 63

February 25, 2013


Continued from Legends of Myself 62 63.  Hazelton, 1959-1960:  The Middle Row After the local late nineteen century gold rush was over (which was very quickly) and once again after the railway-induced land rush at the beginning of the 20th century which left the original site of Hazelton off to the side—out of the mainstream—facing a […]

Legends of Myself 62

February 14, 2013


Continued from Legends of Myself 61 62. Gitanmaax, 1959-60:  A Playground on the Edge of Town I don’t remember arriving in Gitanmaax in 1959.  It’s surprising how few of those kind of memories have survived, despite the importance of arrivals and departures in the stories people tell.  Perhaps when you spend much of your life arriving […]

Legends of Myself 61

February 5, 2013


Continued from Legends of Myself 60 61. The Forgetting of Temlaxham The Sphinx gazes across a short stretch of ground towards the Valley Temple of Khafre, the temple complex built in conjunction with Pyramid Khafre, the second largest of the pyramids at Giza.  When that story was beginning, when that temple complex and that pyramid were […]