This is a gallery of my Dad's photographs
My Dad was born in 1914 and moved to Ottawa to work at the National Film Board when he got married. Then the Board transferred to Montreal in 1955. I grew up around the corner from the Board in Ville St. Laurent. Dad always seemed to have either a still or cine camera in his hand. He took and processed all the following photographs.
My Dad took hundreds of photos in his short life. This is one of my favourites. This photo is from the 1950's. Mom was born in 1918 in Saskatchewan. She grew up in Winnipeg and had two older sisters, Irene and Louise, and a younger brother, Bruce. Her Mom, Anna Eliza, was a housewife, of Norwegian descent. Her Dad was Harry, a conman, who hopped a traincar one day and was never heard from by the family again. I have been able to trace his life with the help of archives, newspaper articles and ancestry.com. But that's a whole other story.
After my father died, Mom went to work at the National Film Board. Her sister Irene (on the left side of this photo) eventually worked there as well, and lived with my mother for many years.
Mom worked at Eatons, on Portage, in Winnipeg at the beginning of WWII. (far right, towards the rear of the truck) She loved working there, and going out after work with the girls! This photo is an example of one that Dad took and then Mom would colour it in. They didn't do this a lot, and I treasure the ones they did together like this.
This photo was published, with my permission, in a book about the history of Eaton's Department Store. The book is Eaton's: The Trans Canada Store, by Bruce Allen Kopytek.
This is a photo that Mom took of Dad while they were on honeymoon, in 1946. They drove from Winnipeg through to Montreal, stopping at a few cities along the way to visit friends and relatives. And, of course, Niagara Falls. I love this photo. Dad looks very coy.
My Dad bought his first camera timer around 1928. He was well known in his neighbourhood of Winnipeg for always having the latest gadgets. And if there was a gadget that he needed but it didn't exist, or was too expensive, he made it. He had the first car on his street, and made extra money by driving Winnipeg bands up to Winnipeg Beach to play. He was also able to fix amplifiers, speakers, and microphones, so they got their moneys worth hiring him.
He took this photo with his timer in 1934.
back row l-r: John, Jim, Alice, Bill
front row l-r: Arthur, June, Peter, Val (a cousin)
Dad took these two photos on their honeymoon. The gold locket was a wedding gift from Dad to Mom.
I'm standing on the balcony of our apartment holding my pet hamster. If you look carefully, his happy little head is peeking out from my cupped hands. These were his short-lived carefree days. I smuggled him along on a family outing to Granby Zoo which I hadn't thought through well enough. His end was not pretty. Harry. Most of him is buried in a shallow grave - in Granby, Quebec - dug out with a picnic salad spoon.