This post is about the first eight years that my parents lived in Canada. So, you are welcome to continue reading, but no requirements to finish.
My mom, dad, brothers John, Ben and Case all immigrated to Alberta from Ede, Holland in April of 1952. My parents were talking about going to three possible places, Australia, New Zealand, or Canada. The opportunity came to purchase a ride on The Waterman in April of that year. It was short notice, but if they passed up the chance to go, they would have been bumped down the list.
My mom's brother and sister-in-law were already here in Red Deer, Alberta, so when they arrived on the train, my parents stayed with Ome Niek and Tante Toos for about two months.
|First house where my parents stayed in Canada.|
When my parents immigrated, my dad worked in construction, while also at various times raising animals.
My parents bought a lot, not terribly far from where Ome Niek and Tante Toos lived. Dad first built a garage and that's where the family lived while dad was working on building the house.
|This is the garage. The part dad built was where the two green doors are. The lean-to part was added later.|
When the family moved to Mirror, it was a farm share rental opportunity with the Wildeboers. The farm was rented from Henry Nice. Dad and mom had pigs that they took care of here.
|The house is no longer there.|
|This was the other house on Henry Nice's property.|
While they were living there, they attended the CRC in Alix. The small number of families met in what is now the public library in Alix.
|A small group of families met in this building most Sundays.|
The last place the family lived was in Lacombe. There was an empty house and some land that the Martina family had available and offered that to dad and mom. They moved there. Unfortunately the house is no longer there. The trees surrounding the house were still there, though.
|The house was located in that clump of trees.|
|This was the one room schoolhouse that my brothers attended when they were in Lacombe.|
Afterwards we did stop at Gull Lake and Sylvan Lake. I do not remember visiting Gull Lake very often, but do remember visiting Sylvan Lake, although it has changed quite a bit since those days.
|Gull Lake was high and choppy today.|
|Dubbel zout drop!|