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Looking Back: Walton
, p. 30

Hooper, John, Author
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Written: 9 November 1996
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  • Ontario, Canada
    Latitude: 44.35012 Longitude: -78.73286
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"Many moons ago" as an Indian Chief might say, there were two brothers by the names of Joe and Charlie Walton who resided in Lindsay and were well known for their ability to defend themselves from any and all who wanted to challenge them in fisticuffs.

As one fellow said to me "back in those days Lindsay could have been called Walton's Mountain because those boys ruled the roost," he said.

I best remember Charlie and recall being told about times when he would go over to the Legion, have a few beers and occasionally would tend to get somewhat ornery. Well, being clever enough not to provoke him, the bar steward would call Lloyd Eberts and ask him if he would mind coming over and get Charlie out of the place before someone became stupid enough to challenge him in a fight.

In no time Lloyd, whom Charlie happened to consider to be a good friend, would come in and buy a couple of pints, sit down and talk to Charlie and after quaffing their beer the two would leave the premises without incidence.

I remember walking down William Street south one day and Charlie was sitting on the sidewalk in front of the Central Hotel with his back leaning against the hotel wall. Suddenly the Police Cruiser pulled up and two uniformed officers got out, strolled over to Charlie and told him to hop in the cruiser as Police Chief John Hunter wanted to see him.

"Look, you guys get back in that car and go tell Johnny that if he wants to see me I'll be here."

The two officers looked at each other and after a moment passed Charlie yelled "scat!" and away the two of them left.

Figuring this could be quite interesting I began chatting with Walton about one thing and another and, as always, I found him to be a reasonable guy to talk to.

In just a matter of minutes the cruiser pulled up in front of the hotel and Hunter got out, walked up to Charlie and asked him to come over to the Police Station where they could have a private conversation.

Without any fuss Charlie rose to his feet, headed for the cruiser, hopped into the FRONT passenger seat and away they went but not before he cautioned Hunter to "never send any of your "boy scouts" to pick me up. If you want to talk to me just come along yourself Johnny and you'll have no trouble."

It was only about half an hour later when I saw Charlie strolling down the main drag with a carefree look on his face as if nothing had happened.

More than one individual in Lindsay would get a couple of pints of false courage in them and invite Charlie or Joe outside only to find out, to their sorrow, that the Walton boys' reputation wasn't a fallacy.

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Looking Back: Walton