TBT... Throwback Thursday!

[Dr Crankenstein]

The pic with the grader reminds me of my childhood, as a kid they plowed the roads around here with a grader, had a V blade about 8 feet high on the front for the big ones and a bottom blade and about 10’ wing on the side. 6 wheel drive and all 6 wheels steered, would go through anything. Thanks for the memories Doc.

Graders are still the primary weapon here.

Ask me about the "Love Plus" sign if you care to hear a clean dirty story.

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[kenny c]

I enjoyed all the stories of days gone by.Keep them coming. I like the city pictures too. They remind me of Friday shopping trips wit my mom a grandmother. We would go to Arctic section of West Warwick. There was a J.J Newberrys and a Woolworth, fish market, a cobbler and other privately owned shops. No big box department stores.

 

[bob w]

My uncle, all 5 foot 1 inch of him lived all his adult life in Valdez, Alaska. They average 26 feet of snow a winter. Too much for plows or graders. Loaders are the weapon of choice. The pile at the edge of town gets so big kids snow board on it.

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

My uncle, all 5 foot 1 inch of him lived all his adult life in Valdez, Alaska. They average 26 feet of snow a winter. Too much for plows or graders. Loaders are the weapon of choice. The pile at the edge of town gets so big kids snow board on it.

Snow! I'm glad we don't get it like we used to! It's been... probably 30 years since we've suffered a full-blown crippling blizzard. Hell often froze over in my past, however, and I'll never forget an ill-advised trip to an uncle's farm, down near Dozer's territory in the mid 70's...

Now, we're talking bald friggin' prairie here, where a "hill" is a welcome sight, but you'll miss it if you sneeze at 60 mph... anyhow, on our rural route to nowhere, the snow was aplenty and wind driven bloody hard. Like a GIANT white sea, there was nothing to see but GIANT rolling dunes of snow. It was a surreal experience to say the least, driving in a deep channel with no peripheral vision, at least for us young whippersnappin' flatlanders.

I'd blabber on, but this piece written by a local meteorologist tells a similar story and provides a similar visual...

Saskatchewan is well-known for rough winters but many consider the winter of 1947 to be the worst. Storms began just after Christmas and continued on and off for weeks.

On Jan. 30, 1947, a 10-day blizzard rolled through the south of the province, effectively shutting it down.

The snow drifts blocked roads and rail lines from Calgary all the way to Winnipeg, some until spring. Only the tops of telephone poles were visible in some communities and transportation in the province ground to a halt. One farmer in Moose Jaw, Sask., had to cut a hole in the roof of his barn to feed his cows.

The blizzard has been dubbed the "Worst Storm in Canadian Railroad History" by Environment Canada.


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[DozerII]

Snow, oh ya I know about snow. Like Doc I grew up on the prairies a little further east. The winter of 66 I was 10 years old and living in Winnipeg, sometime in the fall there was a Saturday Double Feature Matinee of Tarzan that I had to attend. To get the $.35 needed for admission, pop and popcorn I agreed to shovel the side walk for the winter. I think it was Jan. or early Feb. when the blizzard hit, we lived in a two story house with a veranda on the front. My bedroom window was right above the roof of said veranda, The doors on the house were completley buried so I had to go out my bedroom window shovel in hand and and shovel down to the front door to enter the house. I remember it must have been a week or two before things got back to any kind of normal. I found these two pics on line. The first photo was on Burrows ave a couple of blocks from where we lived. The car photo notice the frost shield on the rear window these were manditory till sometime in the 70's if your windows were frosted up you could get a ticket for not having them.

 

[BillM]

Wow, I knew you western guys had rough winters but a couple of those pictures are crazy. Worst storm I can remember was as a teenager in 77 here. Roads blew in so bad we were shut in for a week. The only transportation was by snowmobile. I remember bringing 5 gallon pails of fuel oil to the neighbors place by snowmobile just to keep their furnace running. The town finally hired another neighbor with a D9 bulldozer to open up the road in front of the farm, none of their graders would get through and the town didn't have a loader. That was the storm that took off a large section of steel from the barn roof, and we found some of that steel on our island in the river - probably 500 yards away.

Ok Doc, I'll bite - tell us your clean dirty story about the love shack...

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

Good stories guys! [cl

The blizzard we had, both down at the farm and here in Regina was maybe '77 as in Bill's story. (I'll find the date and some pics of the worst hit section of the city.) The scene was much like yours, Dozer. Also, I couldn't help but notice the uniquely Canadian Pontiac you posted...

It's a '57 Laurentian 4 door hardtop for those who don't recognize it.

Ok Doc, I'll bite - tell us your clean dirty story about the love shack...

I'll get on that shortly, Bill!


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[smallfoot]

It snowed so bad here one year the flakes actually landed and stuck for a minute...

 

[dutch]

"a farmer had to cut a hole in the roof to feed the cows....."

[S I`d be out of there asap....

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

Ok Doc, I'll bite - tell us your clean dirty story about the love shack...

Here ya go...

"Love Plus" is a long standing local business. It's been here since I was 10 years old, I'm thinkin'... anyhow, I remember "window shopping" because you had to be 18 or older to go inside. I don't know what we expected to see... guns, whiskey and ladies of the night I suppose, but it wasn't like that at all... just a bunch of lingerie and pretty, flowery gift type crap nobody gives a damn about. (I'd imagine there were other "things" kept out of sight, but I'll never know.)

Many years later, a friend and coworker met and married a hot little blonde who worked there. The two of them went on to open a much racier business called "Industrial Love" or something equally coarse... whatever the name of the business was, I knew the couple well enough to know I didn't care to see or set foot in the place. (XXX is an understatement and that's all I have to say about that.)

On a humorous note, my friend continued to work his regular job with us lowly welders, while his wife ran the tackle shop. He had a great sense of humour and I nearly peed myself several times, but most notably, the day he came prancing and high-stepping into the shop singing the Viagra tune, "Good Morning, good morning..."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7_RXZlrw-0


Back to some history. Love Plus has been at the same location since inception, immediately next door to this theater which disappeared in the early 80's.

Way back then...

Now

Across the street. (Everything in this shot is gone now, too.)

Across the street and north one block. This theater suffered severe fire damage in 1981 and never reopened. (It was demolished a few years later.) To the right, is a new grocery store under construction. The tire shop to the left later became our Honda & Suzuki motorcycle dealer and thirty years after that, a hardware store. That building still exists today, and appears to be divided into office space.

P.S.: Next to Love Plus was a "head shop" called "Music Plus". It was primarily a music store, records and tapes, posters, flags and t-shirts, but also sold a wide array of paraphernalia for the herb burnin' aficionado.


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[BillM]

Thanks Doc! Great story, and I love the old photos. Having your wife working in the Love shop would sure make for some interesting "how was your day" conversations!

 

[DozerII]

Thanks Doc! Great story, and I love the old photos. Having your wife working in the Love shop would sure make for some interesting "how was your day" conversations!

Interesting for sure, what about the items she brings home that the salesman wants here review on. [ddd[ddd

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

Thanks Doc! Great story, and I love the old photos. Having your wife working in the Love shop would sure make for some interesting "how was your day" conversations!

Interesting for sure, what about the items she brings home that the salesman wants here review on. [ddd[ddd

Thanks for the comments, fellas.

You can almost predict the final chapter... seems Mrs. Horndog took her business a little too seriously, and they divorced a few years later.

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[Dr Crankenstein]

More hometown history...

Dad's Cookies was franchised out of California, if I'm not mistaken... anyhow, we enjoyed their presence here for some 50+ years. When I was a kid, you could stop in and buy them fresh. You could also buy random bags of broken cookies CHEAP, which is what we got most of the time...

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[05snopro440]

More hometown history...

Dad's Cookies was franchised out of California, if I'm not mistaken... anyhow, we enjoyed their presence here for some 50+ years. When I was a kid, you could stop in and buy them fresh. You could also buy random bags of broken cookies CHEAP, which is what we got most of the time...

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Keep on sharing this Regina history Doc, it's really cool

 

[bob w]

Defund The Police???

Way back in the mid-1940's I was a law enforcement officer as the pic shows. Well, actually school patrol. At the tender age of 8 I got my belt, badge and stop sign. My first grade school was K through 3rd grade so I was in the top grade when I made the force. I worked for free.

Second pic is the '27 Chrysler sedan body I bought off eBay and hauled home from central Wisconsin.

Next pic is the sedan turned into a tub with four of my grandkids in and around it. Pic was taken at the Goodguys event in Des Moines, IA. One is now an electrician and the other three have graduated from college. One got married last Sunday. Congratulations Luke. Three of the g-kids rode in my son's chopped '49 Plymouth 4 door and one rode with me. This was a tradition for 4 or 5 years, til they got too old to care.

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

Good stuff, bob. [cl

How tall were you in grade 3?

Are all your grandkids blond(e)?

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[Dr Crankenstein]

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Keep on sharing this Regina history Doc, it's really cool

Thanks. More coming, sooner or later...

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[I-R-POPS]

Way back in the mid-1940's I was a law enforcement officer as the pic shows. Well, actually school patrol. At the tender age of 8 I got my belt, badge and stop sign. My first grade school was K through 3rd grade so I was in the top grade when I made the force. I worked for free.

Second pic is the '27 Chrysler sedan body I bought off eBay and hauled home from central Wisconsin.

Next pic is the sedan turned into a tub with four of my grandkids in and around it. Pic was taken at the Goodguys event in Des Moines, IA. One is now an electrician and the other three have graduated from college. One got married last Sunday. Congratulations Luke. Three of the g-kids rode in my son's chopped '49 Plymouth 4 door and one rode with me. This was a tradition for 4 or 5 years, til they got too old to care.

You Be Styling there Bob. Great pictures. I thought my Kids grew up fast till my grandkids starting graduating from college. Where does the time go?

 

[Dr Crankenstein]

More local stuff...

Exhibition/fairgrounds, obviously 1928...

Considerably behind the photographer and to the left, would be the racetrack. It was used for auto racing and horse racing to begin with, horses only from the late '40s until the late 90's, when the track was removed and the space was repurposed/redeveloped.


In the shot below: The building (top center) is a hospital. I was born there a "few" years later...

This shot is from the infield. I've seen it posted all over the internet for several years, same hospital in the background.

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