60 Odd Years
By Nancy Dupuis
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- The Writer in Me (Nancy Dupuis)
Nancy Dupuis
Thinking back to that spring over four years ago now, when I decided to shed everything and just take with me what would fit in the trunk of my car – the best decision ever! Oh yes, a few photo albums and such left with a daughter for safekeeping, and no, I haven’t missed those odds & ends. Why didn’t I choose this minimalist life years ago? My intention that spring had been to visit new and old (to me) locales across this great country, as long as I was able to. Covid certainly put a stall on those plans, but it redirected my thinking and indeed my being. Home was next on my list, as soon as the travel restrictions subsided a bit; I made it – finally home now in Almonte, Ontario, where I need to be at the moment.
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60 Odd Years - Nancy Dupuis
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Contents
Preface
Chapter 1 My Childhood Years
Chapter 2 The Military Years
Chapter 3 With Life Comes Death
Chapter 4 A New Adventure
Author’s Note
Acknowledgements
Preface
As I headed out to share a meal with old friends here on the Island on that Boxing Day, I was reminded of the many lasting friendships we, as a family have made over the years as well as the new ones I continue to make as I go about my daily life now. I believe human contact is a necessity in each and every one of our lives. We crave acceptance and love, as humans. Where we find it, is mostly up to us.
Chapter 1
My Childhood Years
Where to begin? Recollections of a little girl (4 years old) at her Grandmother’s wake at the house next door in the country – a coffin in the dining room; 1956, a time when this was still a common occurrence; I now understand as an adult the value of holding wakes as family and community come together to pay their final respects to the deceased. Our Mom always took us (or dragged us along as I used to call it) to wakes and funerals from the time we were small children. I get that now and actually am appreciative. I now pull on my good
clothes and attend these sombre occasions out of respect as well. Even last evening, as I attended yet another wake, I was surprised at the sheer magnitude my attendance meant to a brother of the deceased. He, an old family friend and who was mourning the loss of his sister, mentioned two of our brothers had been in during the afternoon visitation, and now here we were, the two sisters. Our Mother and Father, especially in later years, had been such good friends with this family, all living in the same village. A brief chat with another member of this family made me realize how important attending that wake really was as she spoke of her late husband’s visits to the retirement home where our Mother had lived for a time, and he’d always come home telling her what Janetta had been knitting today. That very comment warmed my heart so, as I conjured up a picture in my mind, of my Mom, knitting needles click-clacking away, enjoying news from outside the four walls of the facility she now called home.
But, back to life in that old white house in a small country village (Appleton, Ontario). I was the oldest; a girl, five other children to follow soon after. There was no running water, no indoor toilet, and just an old wood stove that my Mother used to cook her heart out on. The winters were cold and the beds were brought downstairs each winter as it was much too cold to sleep upstairs with the windows frosted over. Between the wood stove in the kitchen and an oil burner in the hallway separating the living room and dining room, we were at least kept half warm in the winters. I vaguely remember four bedrooms upstairs – my Mother and Father’s room, two other bedrooms where each of the four boys shared a room with another and then a room where I slept, later on sharing that room with a crib in which my little sister slept. I remember a story my Mother used to tell me of the first night that baby came to sleep in my room. The first cry in the night, and my Mother came to the baby, only to find me up trying to soothe the little girl. I apparently had thought the baby was my responsibility now that she slept in my room.
As I start to write this story, I think back to my Grandparents home, next door to ours. It was the fall of 1956 and my Grandmother had just died and was laid out at home, a normal thing to do in those times. I was just 4 years old at the time and I can still see a vision of that coffin along one wall of what I believe used to be the dining room off the kitchen. There was a Victrola machine for playing music in the entrance way to the house on the corner, the dining room to the left. To the right of the entrance was the little parlour where my Grandmother had lain in bed 12 years prior to her death, bedridden with arthritis. We have an old photograph of my Grandfather sitting with her beside her bed. He looked so very tired, but was with her to the end.
The upstairs to the house was out of bounds, as no real need to go up there. I can still remember the upstairs though as I must have taken a look or two up there as a youngster, being inquisitive and wanting to know just what was up above when no one was looking. A cousin recently confirmed that they had visited when she was just a child and staying overnight, she remembered the upstairs was indeed very, very cold in the winter months.
1.jpgThe home of my grandparents in Appleton, Ontario
These were the times of no running water, wringer