A long, long time ago in the early 1950's I spent about three weeks at the cannery. It was summer and my parents were heading off on a...

Living out on a river several kms from a hospital was in itself a challenge for my parents. My mother was a modern women and had learned...

Working at the cannery was not a Monday to Friday kind of job It was more 24/7. However on Sunday my dad did his best to come up with an...

Like all small villages at the time, the company store was the hub of activity. The store was down the boardwalk from the house and it...

Our visits to the cannery would change in the years to follow as Dad would take us out for adventures in the off season. One of my...