From Margaret: "My Walkerville Roots"
from Issue#15: May 2001
I went out today to my IODE meeting (eight of
us - there used to be 25 but the years taken their toll) and I was
tired, but sat down and read every word of your last issue. It was
great to read Danny Ducks letter and how she remembered Jean
Reid (Allison)and I. After reading "A View from Grandmas Window"
by Bonnie (Hazen) Nelson, Im wondering if her dad was a Walkerville
Id like to correct a couple of items.
My mothers family, who bought the farm on Howard Avenue in
the 1850s was "Dickson", not Hickson- (sorry, Im a terrible
It seems Grandma Dickson, a determined Dundee
Scotswoman, ruled with an iron fist. The house on the property had
its front entrance facing the barn, corncrib, milk shed, etc. Grandma
Dickson made the men turn the house around so its front door faced
My cousin Carl Dickson died at Christmas. He
grew up across the road from my grandma on a farm owned by his father
Charles, brother to my mothers father William. Carls
younger brother Donald said all the Dicksons were reading my letters
in the Walkerville Times and enjoying them very much.
The other item Id like to correct is that
the butcher who sold me the ham for my dads funeral was Art
The photo of Cam with my doll buggy shows him
standing in front of the house across from the flats at 121 Windermere
where we lived. I was surprised to see that same house in your photo
of the Lincoln Road trolley. I cant remember that at all!
The Pierce Sisters, by the way, owned that house.
The doll in the buggy was mine and it had one
smiling face and one crying face. (Oh gosh, if we could have turned
our kids heads around when they cried and got the smiley one
A few years before the picture was taken, my
family and I moved to Cuba; upon our return, I wanted my doll buggy
back (not the one in the photo). I was told it probably had been
chopped up for firewood. I was four years old and I remember being
broken hearted.Two Christmases later, I got that nice wicker one
from Santa (probably Bernhardt Furniture Store).
I have enclosed a photo of the Goderich R.C.A.F.
class with some of the boys from Walkerville, Windsor and Riverside.
This was my brother Camerons first class and from there he
went to St. Hubert in Quebec and was in their first graduating class,
becoming a Sergeant. Frank Pye of Riverside was there too. He also
failed to return from overseas.
My cousin Bill Warnica, is doing research on
the Myers family tree. We share the same great, great, great, great,
great grandmother, Catherine Wolffe from the Syracuse, New York
area. She was raised by her grandmother who was scalped by Mohawk
Indians but lived for twelve more years. Half her head was bare
and the other half had hair!
Id love to come down to Walkerville for
a day or so and see how all has changed. So glad they kept Dr. Youngs
home on Devonshire and the Walkerville Post Office.
Until next time, Margaret
From Margaret (1915- 2002)
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