I’ve got those carols playing again … they sure do put me in a wonderful mood for remembering past times. When the stock market crashed way back there in 1929, my folks were caught up in it, too.
My Dad had Russell Vogler Export Company, exporting logs to Japan. I guess with the crash, that went down as well. My parents decided to move out of the city (Vancouver) to the country where they could “live off the land.” Dad and my two brothers went on a trip, scouting out the best place they could find for us to live.
I remember they had an auction of all their belongings. So I wouldn’t be “underfoot,” our neighbours, Jack Diamond and his wife, took me with his daughter, Marcia, to the races. He said if their horse won, he would buy us both an outfit … the horse won, and he did buy us shorts and a blouse!
At the auction they even sold my doll house that they had made out of two orange crates! Got fifty cents for it.
We moved to Beaver Valley in the Cariboo. Fifty miles east of Williams Lake … sixteen miles from Horsefly, where our nearest store was situated, and where we had to go to pick up our mail! I was sent to pick up the mail one time. I rode 32 miles, by myself … I can still picture some of the areas that I went through! When you got your mail you collected everyone’s and brought it to all the ranches in the area. I was warned “not to get off my horse.” At the time, I didn’t understand that!
Almost everything had to be ordered from the Simpson Sears catalogue. When I was ten, I got a doll that came inside a “wardrobe” along with one or two outfits. You were very lucky to get one present! In a way, it’s sad to see all the toys that children receive at Christmas now. They leave little room for imagination!
Mom made fondant. She said it could only be made on a sunny day! Then we all sat around the dining room table with the potbellied stove stoked to keep us warm, and we stuffed dates with the fondant, and made it into other kinds of candy as well.
It was a good life, even though there was a real shortage of cash.