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Most are of my family but there are a lot of other folk mixed in.  A great fun time in history when all the smiles were genuine

Please email me any comments or personal memories

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For those of you who don't know me, I am Larry Baird.   My Family moved to Camp in 1967, right after my sister Sandy was born, my older brother and sister were Dale and Laurie, mom and dad were Ron and Anita.  Dad worked for Alberta Gas Trunkline (which became Nova). For five years Camp was our home.

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I remember many different things, from that time...small insignificant things...as well as traumatic things.   Some of the small things were stuff like the pop machine at the plant.  How many summer moments were spent getting a dime pop from that machine (grape was my favorite).  I seem to remember somebody taking more than one, with the help of a coat hanger (I am sure I am remembering that wrong, as we were all a bunch of great kids that wouldn't do anything so devious).

 

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I remember watching BAMBI at the hall


I remember Darcy Andrew, and me planting a vegetable garden.

 
We climbed trees that we weren't allowed to climb. 

 
I learned to ride a bike, in camp.  Dad pushed me around the ball diamond 'til I could do it alone.  Which came in handy for the "bike-parade"

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Raise your hand if you ended up being rushed to Brooks for stitches....or some other medical emergency.  Amazing over those rough gravel roads.


The day of the plant fire.


And Winter was very cold... remember the skating shack?   One winter the snow blew almost to the top of the garage roof.  Dale tobogganed down it.


The incinerators.... the salamanders....the garter snakes...the gophers...the bull frogs...the cacti...the gravel...the cattle guard...


... and of course the ball games and horse shoes

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Memories of Anita Baird:

We arrived in the fall of 1967 and found some of the men had unloaded our furniture, and I think it was Liz Varty who fed our truck driver.  What a nice welcome!  We made a lot of good friends in the five years we lived there, and I still keep in touch with some of them over 30 years later.


I remember:


>It was such a safe place to raise kids.


>The men's ball and hockey teams
( I think I sat on hard old bleachers for over 50 games one summer )


>Working in the Duchess arena for hockey games.


>Marg Andrew and I drinking pots of coffee waiting for the guys to get home from hockey games in terrible storms.
( Sometimes we even had a little wine )


>Andrew's and us playing Yahtzee many a night and our 9 kids all getting along 100%.


>Kids taking figure skating on our out door rink.
( Dale fell and cut his head and that was it for him.  Laurie did great.)


>Arabette meetings - my 5 silver spoons.


>New Years Eve dances.


>Practicing all the kids to sing at our Christmas Concert

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>The year Ken Sparham was Santa and his English HO HO HO sounded more like "How How How".


>Movies at the Hall


>Wags, the bulldog - my friend.


>Trips to Brooks to get Dale or Larry sewed up here or there.


>Larry's bout with double pneumonia in Brooks hospital basement - an adventure in itself.


>Ladies exercise night at the hall.


>The milk truck coming once a week.


>Eldon Andrew tapping on our bedroom window, one night, with his beer mug  - hearing a clink and then "Broke my bloody Meer Bug!!!"

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>Parties at the hall - with green beer on March 17th.

>Everyone singing around the piano at the hall.

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>David Jarvis climbing on the plant to take a picture of Camp for us

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>The recipe book and farewell party for everybody moving out.


>Sandy was only 5 when we left but she has some memories she wants to write herself. She doesn't remember hanging off the monkey bars at the playground and yelling for help, though.

We ALL loved Camp life there.

from Anita Baird       


These are from the "Camp reunion":

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From Nancy Kennedy

" Our house would of been in the 3rd row 2nd in from the boulevard and we were across the road from the Sparhams.

I remember having picnics at the park with the hoodoos, taking the bus to Hanna for swimming lessons in the summer, going to Brooks for groceries and to the five and dime, the pop machine just inside the plant doors, the incinerators and the hall. I remember an old abandoned dilapidated store just outside the camp that burned down one day while we were gone to Brooks. I remember playing ball and prisoners base. Skating lots of skating. One time my Dads uncle who was a rodeo clown came to visit and he put on a show for all the kids with his rope tricks. I also had the exit cookbook until recently but the covers had come off so i got rid of it."

from Nancy Kennedy (nee: Ross)     

 

 

From Johanna Sparham:


" I remember that  day when all were on their bikes
we were having a parade and I was crying 'cause my mom wouldn't let me go 'cause I couldn't
ride a bike ( lol ) and building tunnels in the ditches in winter because
the snow was so deep we could. Wow I could go on...."

from Johanna Sparham       

 

 

 

From Toni Jarvis :

 

"I lived the first 3 years of my life in camp before we moved down the road to Cessford but amazingly still have memories of it.  I clearly remember going in the garage with friends and noticing boxes of pop and thinking yum - and of course trying it - 10cents not needed! Grapefruit pop for my mom all the time - don't even think that exists anymore. 

There were also rolls and rolls of black electrical tape that were obviously there to make the playground less slippery.  When my friends and I were done the handles on every piece of playground equipment looked much better.  Apparently my dad, David Jarvis, saw it and said if any kid of his ever did that they would be in big trouble ( and if you knew my dad he was a teddy bear and I never got in trouble from him).  It was years later when I confessed to him that it was his sweet little girl who did it.

Camp was a great place for little kids.  We had so much fun.  Except for the day I was playing ball with Michael Trentham and we smacked heads and I still have the dent to show for it - Cessford camp memories permanently engrained!!  :) "

from Toni Jarvis Fadollone        

 

 

 

From Don Peters :

 

"Sitting on the fire cart enjoying a pop at the pop machine which we did very frequently and had some great conversations.

Getting all the kids together to play hide and go seek or kick the can at the hall was always a lot of fun.

We spent every spare minute at the skating rink even when it was extremely cold outside and we had to sit on top of the heater to warm our feet up.  I remember crying waiting for my toes to warm up so I could feel them again.

It wasn't so much fun when it snowed, and we all had to shovel the rink off before we could skate. Then we were in our glory when Dave Trentham drove up with the homemade barrel and gunny sack resurfaced our rink to make it (somewhat) smooth again.

The sports were incredible......we sent every spare minute either playing baseball in the summer or hockey in the winter.

As we got older we graduated to the Duchess and Brooks hockey teams and we proved that all the hours we spent on our outdoor rink paid off.

When we were not playing sports we were riding our motorcycles in the summer, or snowmobiles in the winter. Drowning out gophers (one year there was even some colored ones), making a trip to the dump or visiting with the neighbors, there were so many things to do and enjoy at camp."

from Don Peters         

     

 

From Nancy Kennedy :

 

"... My father Denis Ross worked at the plant. My mother was Dorothy...

Our house would of been in the 3rd row 2nd in from the boulevard and we were across the road from the Sparhams.

I remember having picnics at the park with the hoodoos, taking the bus to Hanna for swimming lessons in the summer, going to Brooks for groceries and to the five and dime, the pop machine just inside the plant doors, the incinerators and the hall. I remember an old abandoned dilapidated store just outside the camp that burned down one day while we were gone to Brooks. I remember playing ball and prisoners base. Skating lots of skating. One time my Dads uncle who was a rodeo clown came to visit and he put on a show for all the kids with his rope tricks. I also had the exit cookbook until recently but the covers had come off so I got rid of it."

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from Nancy (Ross) Kennedy           

 

 

Email me your memories to larrybaird.ca@gmail.com