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125th ANNIVERSARY COMMEMORATIVE ISSUE Helen M. Peel, nc, rics. Doctor of Chiropractic Reva]. Bathie, nc. Doctor of Chiropractic 186 Casimir Street, Port Perry 985-3702 985-8497 ifr. Wagg Funeral 3 i Home Lid. ¥ McDERMOTT-PANABAKER CHAPEL = 216 Queen Street, Port Perry, 985-2171 (WEA mm. MYLES G. O'RIORDAN Managing Director ~ In 1846, J.W. Davis bought the property on Queen Street in Port Perry, where the Wagg Funeral Home now stands. On that location he built his funiture factory as well as serving as the local undertaker. William Henry Letcher purchased -- the building from the Davis family W.H.Letcher on June 8, 1901. Following his Port Perry father's death in December, 1927; Undertaker and Embalmer | Merle Letcher sold the business to Large Stock of Caskets, Robes, | Archie McDermott on April 10, & First Class Hearse. 1934. Best snankin ghonio Art Panabaker came to Port Perry ness. Night calls in July 1946 to work for Mr. promptly at- McDermott, and purchased half tended to. ownership in the company in A i Ee 1955. An addition, the chapel, was North Ontario Observer added in 1951. August 9, 1900 Grant McDermott, Archie's son, retuned to Port Perry in 1957 and on January 1, 1960, he and Art Panabaker bought out Archie McDermott's ownership. In May 1981, Grant McDermott and Art Panabaker retired, and Harold Wagg purchased the business. At that time, he decided to sell off the remaining furniture store and concentrate on the funeral home, with a picture gallery at the Queen Street entrance for a couple of years. Myles O'Riordan, of Aurora, purchased the funeral home on August 1, 1990, when Harold Wagg retired. Since 1846, there has been a proud association with the Port Perry area of our families serving your families. The Port Perry Ware-Rooms! IN returning thanks to his numerous customers for their patronage during the past nineteen years, the subscriber solicits a continuance of the same. " MY STOCK CONSISTS OF Bureaus, Bedsteads, Tables, Chairs, Cradles Lounges, Sofas, Sideboards, Secretaries, Bookcases & several sets of Bedroom Furniture, and two Organs - one with six stops, and one with two. They will answer for Church or Parlour puposes, & will be sold cheap for Cash or approved credit. UNDERTAKING Done on the shortest notice. Coffins always on hand. Hearse at reasonable rates. Port Perty, Aug. 6, 1866 J.W. DAVIS Port Perry Standard January 17, 1867 Recalling interesting highlights of childhood around the 1920 From Page 49 John Bradley. Dad decided to sell his part of the barn and the men came with a big cross cut saw, the biggest I have ever seen, and. sawed the barn in two. It was jacked up and put on skids and pulled down the street with a couple of teams of horses, {I don't know where it went). The electricians went along with the men and took down and replaced such wires aswerein the way. Speaking of Mr. Bradley brings to mind another incident of those childhood days. Miss Elsie Bradley was a school teacher at one of the country schools and her friend Grace Collacutt had a pony cart, a 2 wheel affair with a fat dapple gray pony. How thrilled I was when I could accompany Miss Collacutt when she drove out to bring Miss Bradley home from school. It was with mixed feelings that we had our music lessons. Miss Estelle Bull was the music teacher. We had a wheezy old organ on which we did our prac- tising, but for lessons we went to Miss Bull's boarding house, {Miss Stovin's home}, where there was a fine piano. Miss Bull was not inclined to let any pupil forget when they hit a wrong note. Unfortunate chil- dren like: myself usually fin- ished the lesson with several sore knuckles and some poor nervous children had a hard time to finish any piece because too many sour notes would call forth equally sour wails from the teacher. Royal Canadian fotel, PORT PERNRY. THE Subscriber laving leased to above Hotel, has fitted up in a style in keeping with the Tapidly increasing business and prosperty of the Yillage and neighborhood, and with direct re- fens to the comfort and convenience of the ublic. v Strict attention Pad to the Table and the Bar. Comfsriable Stables and attentive Hostlers. Neither labor nor expense will be spared in making the Royal Canadian Hotel worthy of bli H ge. DESAI Dateonags HENRY FOY. Port Perry, June 16, 1869. "REVERE HOUSE," IANCHESTER B PLANK... PROPRIETOR. Hive purchased the above hotel, and bas furnished the Bar with the choicest liquors and cigars. Every attention Jedd 10 guests. -- Stages to and from Whitoy call duily. Careful ostlers alwars in attendance. 8 During the 1st World War my father and Dr. Berry tried to do their bit by trying some farming and after Sunday School would drive out to the farm where we could play while the 'farmers' worked at their bean crop. War was the only ex- cuse for working on Sunday, but we loved those days on the farm. Of course the weather was always good when we went there. Sunday School was a must and only sickness kept us away. When we were old enough there was a task that came our way about the end of February, and we did not like it at all. The sprouts had to be taken off the potatoes and the carrots and beets that had been stored in the cellar had to be looked over as well as the apples that were kept in the big barrel. This task was usually done under the eye of Dad who worked along with us. As fresh vegetables were not sold in the stores, our meals were likely to be a bit monoto- nous by the time spring had ar- rived and we were certainly pleased to see the new vegeta- bles in the garden. Some time around the 1920's a merry-go-round was set up across the road from the blacksmith shop on Perry St. We were thrilled. with this won- derful entertainment, but there was very nearly a serious acci- dent in connection with it. One little girl ran across the road to the blacksmith shop to get more money from her father. Being so excited she forgot to watch for cars and ran right in front of one which knocked her down. I don't recall whether she had any broken bones, but for a short time the accident had a very sobering effect on the mer- ry makers, who remembered, at least for the rest of that day, to look up and down before they crossed the street. On nice winter days "the swamp" became our skating rink. The boys of the neighbor- hood kept a space clear of snow and sometimes, when they tired of hockey, we were al- lowed to skate there. Those skates were a bit different. They clamped onto the boots at r PLASTICS INC. --\ Manufacturer of the Bardmatic home composter and a complete line of recycling bins for a cleaner environment. 15400 Old Simcoe Rd. Port Perry, Ontario = Ee -- 7 985-8479 -- A MARION BOYD the front and strapped around the ankles. How we bundled up for these winter games. No snow suits or parkas in those days. We wore heavy sweaters, usually more than one over our regular clothes, with two pairs of woollen mitts and several pairs of woollen socks. The boys had knee breeches over which they pulled their stockings, the girls wore leggings. Both boys and girls wore wool scarves or clouds around their necks and if the weather was bad, over their heads and mouths, too. Toques were the accepted head gear for winter weather, and two or three buckle overshoes, if we were not skating. Sleighriding was just as popular as skating and the nearby hills were quite safe as autos did not run in the winter and the cutters or bobsleighs al- ways had bells. There were just a few cars in those early days. Dr. Archer had one or two I know, but I remember best Dr. Mellows. Perhaps because there was so much shining brass on it. It was a car like this that Mr. Monet owned. They were at one time neighbors and when they moved to Toronto I was frequently a summertime visitor and those trips to Toron- to when the cement highway was being built were real high- lights of summer holidays. One never made the trip all the way without a flat tire, and woe by the driver that did not carry the necessary equipment for changing the tire and also for patching the tube, as you were indeed lucky if you had Ro more than one puncture. Steep hills were the bug-a-boo of these old time cars and I have heard that sometimes it was necessary to back up the hill if the gravity gas tank was nearly empty. If a orse and buggy were on the hill when you came to it you waited until he was over the top so that you would not have to pass him on the way up. If you were unfortunate enough to catch up to him on the stee grade, and he wouldn't pull over to let you pass, you would have to back down to the bot- tom and make a fresh run at it. My only recollections of the 1st World War except for the 'farming' was of the soldiers marching past and one who was 'courting' our hired girl. They used to sit on the lawn swing and mother was forced to call us rather sharply at dusk, as we were naturally anxious to know what the great attraction was about that swing. Well, all things change and children do grow up.