Before Christmas Colton and I headed up to Birtle for a hockey game. I thought I would take highway 83 as the 511 app showed good highways and I figured this would eliminate the zig zagging on the highways. Well, it was icy and the closer we got to Birtle, the foggier it got.
This was a real piss off as I had hoped to get some photographs of the old residential school for an upcoming unit at school AND I was going to head up to an old stone mansion about 20 kms from the rink. Nope. Mother Nature had other plans.
I did find a lot of potential photo ops along the way and did stop for a couple shots of this one as it was right alongside the highway. This is also when I discovered that the highway was very icy, even though it didn’t look like it while I was cruising along.
I didn’t even bother to look up a history.
Mr., born in Crewkerne, Somerset, England in 1884 came to Canada in 1902 and worked at Pilot Mound. In 1908 he moved to Glenboro but went back to England when the war started and as enlisted in the Royal Artillery for 5 years. While there he met and married his wife. They returned to Canada from Liverpool with their two children on March 27, 1925 upon the S.S. Montclair.
I can’t say for certain that they built this home but research tells me that after the sale of this property, it was mostly used as farm land and not a homstead.
Mr. & Mrs. & their children were active in their community and were members of the local Church of England.
The family fondly remembers Christmas Concert and picnics held by their school.
Their son worked for different local farmers in the area but when his father was no longer able to farm the homstead, he took over the farm in 1947.
The farm is now home to a new owners and his herd of cows.
On the property, there remains a lot of the old equipment, much of it overtaken by trees and barely visable.
Mr. died in 1984 at 100 years of age.