Oh-bla-di Oh-bla-da…

1304Take a walk down memory lane with me if you want to. Let’s travel back to Sault Ste. Siberia, circa 1966-1969… 1304 Superior is the shabby little bungalow where I spent my entire childhood (in Sault Ste. Marie). Between my freshman and sophomore years in college, my parents moved into the house in which my grandparents spent their last years but that’d be a whole ‘nother story.

The route that I took to my junior high and high school was down Superior Street to Easterday. I turned right at Easterday and walked a block to Johnston. I hung a louie at Johnston, walked past Soo Builders (the red circle in the map) and across the Johnston Street bridge over the power canal (the green circle in the map). My junior high and high school was underneath the search box in the photoooo. They are long gone. We moved our high school to a beautiful new building on the outskirts of the populated part of town between my sophomore and junior years but that’d be another whole ‘nother story. Anyway, I have to note that I walked this route to school in “fashionable” clothing whatever time of year, deep snow, ice-coated streets, whatever. Pitcher yer fav-o-rite blahgger at 13, slipping and sliding all the way down Superior Street in a miniskirt, nylons (with garter belt), and high heels! I reach back in time and ask my younger self, “Where are your YakTrax, girl?” Throughout most of my childhood, we didn’t have snow days. The kids living in town could walk to school and the kids who were bused (not bussed, there is a difference) in from the countryside were excused from school. Some of them “made it” (in life) *anyway*. At any rate, school was rarely canceled for yer fav-o-rite blahgger. Who lived in town. Alas.

The old high school is long gone but a lot of Soo Builders burned down last night. I don’t know much about this business except that I walked past it during my a few of my formative years (and sometimes now too), but I hope that the family who has owned it since forever (the 1920s) can rebuild.

One Response to “Oh-bla-di Oh-bla-da…”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I remember standing at the bus stop in mini skirts and dresses, but we weren’t allowed to wear pants until I was in high school. Not much of a choice!