Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Great Aunt Essie's bedroom
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Hallway to kitchen
I remember this hallway, from the dining room to the kitchen, as being longer than it really is. The first room on the left is the bathroom, litle changed since I last visited in 1969. The next room is where my grandmother's sister, my great aunt Essie slept. I may have entered the room once, if ever, in all the years I visited Girouard, and I remember her giving me some money as a present, only once, it was a ten cent piece, a dime. Even then that wasn't much. I received a birthday card from her, addressed to Master Stephen Morrissey, the formal way of addressing a letter to an underage person. Essie was deaf and wore a hearing aid, she also had respiratory problems, at least I assume she did as she wore a mustard pack on her chest when she was ill. She moved to Girouard, I guess, when her father moved there in the late 1930s. In a way, she must have been quite a character in her own way or I wouldn't remember her as well as I do. The gesture of "zipping" up her lips and throwing away an imaginary key, indicating that she wouldn't tell something, and drinking her tea by pouring it in a suacer and sipping it, or drinking tea from a cup with her little finger protruding away from the cup, all were affectations that are memorable to this day. I don't remember her ever visiting or staying at my grandmothers's St. Eustache country cottage, I guess living at Girouard was as far as my grandmother was willing to go, as well as the country cottage was fairly small and there was no room for her. She worked at Tooke's factory most of her life, until they pensioned her off in the mid-1950s, they had been "carrying her" for many years they said. No pension, no severance pay, which is why in the old days being old without a pension and without family to support you meant poverty for many old people. I remember around 1968 seeing her sitting outside the former Steinberg's Grocery Store, corner of Melrose and Sherbrooke, next to the big post office, as I passed by on my way home on a city bus. I guess that's what she did with her days, go for a walk and sit in a public place. Essie died while still living at Girouard. God bless her.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Grandma's bedroom
| Cupboard in the bedroom; the woodwork (now painted over) is quite nice, elegant |
| That open door in the adjoining room is the entrance from the stairs |
| Looking from the bedroom to the dining room |
| Window in my grandmother`s bedroom |
These are all photographs of my grandmother's bedroom. Above, looking at the bedroom from the dining room. The others are of the cupboard in the room and the room in general.
There was an open house that I visited and took photographs of my grandmother`s last home, photos and visit took place in spring 2009. She lived here, on Girouard Avenue, from around 1924-25 to her passing in April 1965, and then her two sisters stayed on in the flat until 1968-69. I don`t think I had ever been in her bedroom, the door was open during the day and the foot of her bed was visible at the entrance to the room. During the day she often sat just to the right of the bedroom door, in the dining room, and the radio was playing. It was kind of an open-concept room, at the top of the stairs you entered to a foyer and the foyer opened to the dining room, other rooms were off this part of the flat. The flat was built in the early 1900s. (updated 15 September 2023)
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Auntie Mable's Room
This was my Auntie Mable's bedroom, where my parents slept when we lived here from 1952 to 1954. The room is in the front of the flat, facing onto Girouard Avenue. She seemed to have "modern" furniture, compared to the rest of the flat, but maybe it wasn't all that "modern"... I remember sitting in this room on my father's lap, spelling "c.a.t." and "d.o.g." and looking at cartoons cut from the Saturday Evening Post.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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