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Welcome to Sideroads of Parry Sound and Area where you will discover what’s new on the local scene, what’s cooking in the pans of the area’s most acclaimed chefs, and catch a glimpse of artists at work in quiet country studios. Along the way, you’ll be introduced to the workmanship of area craftsmen featured in articles and advertisements and learn about some of the goods and services offered in the many communities that dot the sideroads and lakeshores throughout Parry Sound and area. Popular sidetracks include nature walks, boating, fishing, cross-country skiing, canoeing, landscaping, home renovating, and even some back country retreats.

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3 Responses to Welcome

  1. Bill. Lawrence says:

    I have a story in connection with your air cadet article that may interest you
    Bill. Lawrence
    705-746-2032
    b.lorenc@sympatico.ca

  2. Cliff Beagan says:

    From: Cliff
    Sent: Wednesday, October 05, 2011 9:37 PM
    To: oldtimerailroadbuffs@yahoogroups.com
    Subject: [oldtimerailroadbuffs] My first trip on CPR #959 was in 1947 when I was 15

    I was thinking back to 1947 today and remembering a boyhood chum of mine and some of the escapades we indulged in as teenagers. We were like Tom Sawyer and Huckelberry Finn and what one didn’t think of, the other would.
    Some of the CNR members here will recall Bill Carney who worked out of Capreol as far back as the 1950′s. My lifelong buddy was Bill’s younger brother Ted Carney.
    What prompted this memory in particular was an article about the Air Cadets in the latest quarterly issue of “Sideroads” magazine published in Parry Sound about our local Air Cadet Squadron.
    Number 295 squadron was commisioned in 1943 and Ted and I joined the Cadets in 1946 as 14 year olds. In the summer of 1947, we all headed to Camp Borden on CPR local #26, which my mother always referred to as the ’11.11′, as that was the time of day it departed Parry Sound in the 1940′s.
    During the first week in Camp Borden I was stricken with flue like symtoms which caused me to be on ‘sick parade’ every morning. They thought I was swinging the lead when I complained of stomache cramps continualy and would just give me ‘milk of magnesia’ daily which only exacerbaated my problem which kept getting worse by the day. I was about as liquid as you can get.
    At this same time, Ted’s grandmother died and he was quite close to her. They would not let him go home. So Tom and Huck took things into their own hands and decided to sneak away during the night. We walked the highway to Alliston all night and would jump into the ditch if we saw headlights approaching from behind.
    We got to Alliston at first light and climbed aboard a flat car loaded with two Combines. The train was in the siding ‘for a meet’ and I am assuming it had to be #959 which departed Toronto about 3am.
    We had no water with us, and as we crossed rivers and lakes north of medonte, I could only look at all that water with a very parched mouth. On arrival at Mactier about 2pm, we walked up to the station and I drank about a gallon of water from a tap near the Yard Office.

    My next trip on #959 would be some four years later and I would laugh to myself when passing all those lakes and rivers, and then I would invariably head for the water bucket, in either the Van or the engine, and take a drink of water.

    My dear lifelonmg buddy passed away just recently. Our birthdays were only 16 days apart and we both started school together in 1938.

    __._,_.___

  3. Cliff Beagan says:

    I should have clarified my Post to Sideroads somewhat. I became a brakeman on the CPR in May 1951 and made many trips from Toronto to Mactier during the 1950′s. The Post I have sent to Sideroads is a copy of a Post on my Yahoo Oldtimerailroadbuffs.
    On another note, I acquired my Private Piilots Licence in Toronto in 1958 and the training I had received with #295 Squadron in Parry Sound, made the ‘ground school’ work a real snap.

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