Memories Part 10

Tom and Mary McBride By Opal Swedberg       From 1948, to the 1960's, our towerman was Tom McBride. Mary, his wife, was of native origin and although she spoke little or no English and Tom never spoke Cree, they never had a communication problem. Whenever Mary wanted to go to the South End of Dore she would come to our cabin, knock on the door and say, "You take me my house Dore Lake", and away we would go. Many pleasant evenings were spent listening to Tom's stories, about his arrival in Canada, from Ireland and his life in the North. One day Del Joncas went to visit Tom and Mary. As he entered the cabin he said, "Gee Mary it smells good in here, what are you cooking, chicken?"       "No", replied Mary, "Whoo, Whoo! (owl)" Tom and Mary McBride, August, 1955 Verner Johnson's boat Ted Figeland Geir Thorden Left to right: Ida May, Carol, Ted and Shirley Johnson Group of unidentified people Setting up camp Setting up camp Model A used with skis on the ice. Jeep needed to go to town over the muddy road. Bombardier for winter fishing Fredrickson's pet moose Garry Viden and Ferdie Edquist at Waite's lumber pile Jordan, Maxine and Wayne Johnson

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