Tag Archives: memories from childhood

Adventures in Youth: 6

Posted on December 23, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  Paddling My Canoe I practically lived on the water when we lived in Muskoka, Ontario. But I had never gone out by myself in a canoe until my final summer there. I would have been 11. We must have … Continue reading →

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Adventures in Youth: 5

Posted on December 22, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  Snow Wonders Growing up in Windermere meant that I lived in the heart of Winter Wonderland. It snowed, and snowed. To the adults living there, this meant a constant battle against nature. To us children, FUN! I have several … Continue reading →

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Adventures in Youth: 4

Posted on December 19, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  Windermere Dock This scenic view of Windermere must have been taken when I was a boy because the details are “right”. Everything is where it should be, and the look is exactly as I remember it. Although you cannot … Continue reading →

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Adventures in Youth: 3

Posted on December 17, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  Between a Rock and a Hard Place I wasn’t sure if I could find an image that could conjure up my memory from the age of twelve. This one is from England, while my adventure took place in Muskoka, … Continue reading →

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Adventures in Youth: 1

Posted on December 15, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  The Night Someone Shot at Us In the summer of 1964, I started working at the Roxy Theatre in Barrie. We lived in Dalston, 15 kilometres away. It was too far to walk home at night after the shows … Continue reading →

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Back to the ‘Hood, Babyhood

Posted on December 12, 2017 by cdsmiller17

  I Am Born Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. (David Copperfield) My mother recorded my birth details in my … Continue reading →

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