Tuesday, October 7, 2003

Just Wanted To Share :-)

My Mom was born and raised in The Point. She died 10 years ago at the age of 53. :-(   I was going thru some of her old stuff I had in a box today and came across this poem that I thought might be nice to share. I know it's about The Point, but a lot of it can still be applied to we Verdunites. :-) And from what I've read I know many of you here also hung around The Point too. By the way hehe excuse the reference to "Verdun Bums" LOL!
Unfortunately there was no author written on this so I don't know who wrote it.
Luv, Sharon *
 
THIS IS THE "POINT" THAT WAS
First of all, the friendships that
to this day still endure
Irv's and Rainbow's corner stores
A way of life for sure
 
Bonfires and processions
that were the best in town
West-end gangs and Verdun Bums
who tried to bring us down
 
Run Sheep Run and Kick the Can
Skipping rope and fun
Renting bikes and lining up for
Hogan's Bath in the sun
 
Talent shows at CKVL
Searching for new stars
79th Battery and Dom Polski Halls
and all the corner bars
 
Chocolate milk in Lorne School
St. Gabriel's Parish Hall
Colombia House and Reverend Brown
My God, we had it all
 
Tassee's and the good old "Pav"
Y dances Tuesday night
Northern Electric and CNR
The occasional gang fight
 
Grand Trunk Boat and Yacht Club
The Boardwalk and Nun's farm
The pool hall and CNR picnic
The dump with all it's charm
 
The "Gumper" and Muir's meat pies
Ice boxes and coal bins
Kik and Jumbo soda pop
and Saturday night "Bath-in's"
 
Snow forts and fire hydrant showers
The Vogue and Center too
Skating at the Ryde Street rink
and mignight mass 'til two
 
The zoot-suiters and their finery
The bookie and his bets
The Boys and Girls Club opening
Bob Gearey's Alouettes
 
The Point St. Charles football team
Played all their games with zest
They were rough and tough and handsome
No doubt, they were the best
 
I guess what was important
as we all grew up down there
Was the sense of being equal
When ALL our cupboards were bare
 
But pity those unfortunates
Who never knew the pride
of the kind of family feeling
We all still have inside
 
No matter where you travel
Wherever you may go
You'll always meet someone from the "Point"
Who'll smile and say "Hello"
 
God bless all those who can't be here
They had to say goodbye
Our love and thoughts are with them
In the "Big Point" in the sky

4 comments:

winnie3ave MSN said...

Thanks for the poemVery powerful, touching and emotional. Thanks. Winston Allison


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juggm51 MSN said...

Just a reference note,I grew up on Verdun side on  Rushbrooke Street and lot of my father's family lived in the point and some lived originally in Griffin Town so the poem holds a lot of memories for me.Knew a few of the old point gang members and traveled with the milkman on occasions through most of the point.Great poem. Thank you                                                  Gary Haynes

bahamas865 MSN said...

sharron
great storey,
am in florida and enjoy this site immensely,
my great grandmother lived in griffontown, 93 forfar st.
she was the only child of lady elizabeth mcmillan and capt. niel morrison from england, married the gardener at age 15 and had 18 children, the last of which was born at age 53, my grandma, mrs ettie bennett.
mrs. oliver caron was her name. edgar andrew collard wrote about her in the gazette. when she died she was 101 yrs of age.lived there all her life.another bit of history in the making.
did you know the powney,s of pte st. charles. anne powney is married to carl pigeon from verdun[shamcats, allouettes] carl,s sister diane is my childhood friend, mgh grad [rn]
keep up good work,
florida freeeze is over, 80 degrees here today. indian shores beach.
carolyn bennett vch 1962