70 years ago

70 YEARS AGO MY PARENTS MARRIED IN NANTON
Mom said she first saw Dad hanging around the Sun Prairie Social Circle. He had come to Alberta from Cape Breton on a 1926 harvest excursion train ($50 plus half a cent per mile, he would say in his later years). It was a wet fall and his cousins and buddies rode the rods back to CB that winter. Because Dad had worked with horses he drove teams and that winter was hired to look after horses belonging to, Lougheed, a wealthy man. ("No loss when he died ," Dad would say) During a Dirty Thirties duststorm Dad found his way into Nanton by hanging onto a barbed wire fence. Meanwhile Mom, unable to become a teacher as she wished, met Dad at the Sun Prairie Social Circle . "I saw him alone and hanging around." she would tell us. Their first date was to see "Trail of the Lonesome Pine" at the Broxy Theatre in Nanton. They were married Dec 1 1937 in St Cecelia's Catholic Church annex since Dad would not convert. Mom was hurt since her father, who committed suicide when she was 11, had named both her and the church for his favourite saint. Adding salt in later years, Dad would say, "Worst thing I did was marry a Catholic." They honeymooned in B.C. and when Mom moved into the old Sun Prairie school house, a pile of dirty dishes awaited her. After Mom and Dad were gone, Uncle Barney showed me the Tapp house, a little shack near Grandma Kinney's farm where my parents and I spent my first winter in ‘38 as the school house was too hard to heat. Today going out to cut some wood for our stove I think of Dad making an overnight trip by horse and wagon to Timber Ridge. (He stayed the night with some fellow who played the fiddle). In his last year, I took Dad to the Carmengay Nursing Home 30 miles to the east of here. "I came here for coal," he remarked. "You must've gone to my grandfather's pit," the matron replied. ("Broken Victories," my story in Grain Magazine chronicles the difficult ending to Dad's life and the effort my siblings and I made to keep him at home after Mom decided, despite a risk to her heart, to allow him back home since the local nursing home was keeping him unconscious on strong drugs. After he broke his tailbone, we moved him to Carmengay and it was here Marilyn saw Mom kiss the top of his head and proclaim " I always did love you , you know," Soon she was dead and he would follow her in just 3 weeks. Seemed to me he had no reason to live without their long struggle to keep him going. They were the last of a breed, surviving and sacrificing so much for the 10 kids they produced. As I gather wood, I hear a wailing sound and look up at a V of geese heading south. I think of Grandma Kinney coming one spring from Illinois and upon seeing geese arriving deciding this must be a nice place. What did she think after the man she married killed himself and left her with 4 children to raise?