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  • episode 1,193 : The miracle of cataract surgery….may seem silly



    Begin forwarded message:


    From: marjorie skeoch <marjorieskeoch@gmail.com>
    Subject: Smile
    Date: November 27, 2024 at 8:49:50 PM EST
    To: Alan Skeoch <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>




    guess what happened after cataract surgery.

    I no longer needed glasses!  All conditions were normal.

    Smile again

  • EPISODE 1,192 FIVE ROSES COOKBOOK, 1913—RICE PUDDING GIFT TO READERS

    EPISODE 1,192   FIVE ROSES COOKBOOK, 1913—RICE PUDDING GIFT TO READERS


    alan skeoch
    december 4, 2024




    Grandma pinned clippings in the Five Roses Cookbook.  She loved
    the poetry of Edna Jaques.



    December can be a somber month for a lot of people so this episode should be
    a little cheerful.  Hope so anyway.  There may be doubt until the rice pudding
    comes out of the oven.  Rice pudding?  Marjorie found Grandma Freeman’s
    cookbook — dated 1913 or 1915.  The Freeman family moved from the firestorms 
    in Northern Ontario in 1914 — moved south to a rock covered 25 acre farm
    in Erin Township, Wellington County.  In addition to being a glacial dump
    10,000 years ago the tiny farm had five swamps.  It was cheap and Granddad, Edward 
    Freeman, professional gardener, had just about run out of options. he got a job as
    a munitions maker in Toronto — no sense trying to make a living as a farmer
    or market gardener.

    So Grandma Louisa Freeman must have sent 30 cents and a mint 10 cent stamp
    to get this copy of the Five Roses Cookbook in 1914.  The book contains 900 true and
    tested recipes.  Tested?  Yes!  Some 750,000 of these books were sold…at one
    point 50% of  the kitchens in Canada had a copy.

    Here is my choice for us to test.

    RICE PUDDING

    3 tablespoons of rice
    1 pint milk (2 cups noted Grandma Freeman)
    1 cup water
    Butter size of an egg
    1/2 cup sugar
    1/2 teaspoon cinnamon (or nutmeg)
    Pinch of salt
    Raisins may be added

    Put in oven and bake for 2 hours — do not disturb the rice.
    Take out and on top spread an icing made as follows:

    ICING

    2 eggs (whites)
    1 cup sugar
    1 cup raisins (chopped)

    Put in oven to brown. Before putting
    the icing on top, remove the brown that forms over the rice.

    Note: This was cooked in the oven of a wood stove.  Guess
    the heat necessary on your electric stove…say 325 degrees
    or more.  How do I know this is a good recipe?  I don’t
    know for sure — grandma folded the page  though.  Whether 
    you fail or succeed is up to you.

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!

  • EPISODE 1,182: CONVERSATION WITH ERIC SKEOCH: DID DAD REALLY USE SIGN LANGUAGE ON THE SS CAYUGA IN 1948?


    EPISODE 1,182:  CONVERSATION WITH ERIC SKEOCH:  DID DAD REALLY  USE SIGN LANGUAGE ON THE SS CAYUGA IN 1948?

    alan skeoch
    Nov. 15, 2024


    SS CAYUGA. built 1907. scrapped 1960. carried 19 million passengers.


    ALAN AND DAD…SIGN LANGUAGE

    “Hey Eric, did dad really know sign language? “
    Remember that excursion on the SS Cayuga to Port Dalhousie or the Niagara river?        I think it was
    the summer of 1948 when mom persuaded dad join us on board
    at Toronto harbour.   Cost was reasonable…$1 for adults 50 cents for kids.
    The Cayuga was getting old but the trip only took 2 hours with a capacity
    crowd of 1800 people. The Cayuga was not scrapped until 1960.  Regular 
    two hour trips by water then bus to Niagara Falls.

    One of the enduring memories is dad surrounded by a crowd of 20 or so’deaf people.
    Stone deaf.  Dad is  in the centre wiggling his fingers rapdly.  And the deaf people
    are laughing.  Tears in their eyes kind of laughter.  They were enjoying his silliness.
    We were embarrassed.  Seemed to us that dad was poking cruel fun at their handicap.

    Now I see things a bit differently.  Last year I had knee surgery and was in a
    wheelchair for a time.  Nobody talked to me.  It was a feeling that I did not
    exist.  So I began speaking to others in wheelchairs and often their faces lit up.

    And I thought of dad among the deaf crowd on the SS Cayuga.  They knew dad
    was silly.   They loved being acknowledged.


  • EPISODE 1,181: PART 5 IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS WITH ERIC SKEOCH (one dark night summer 1948)

     EPISODE 1,181: PART 5 IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS WITH ERIC    SKEOCH (one dark night summer 1948) 

    alan skeoch
    Nov. 11, 2024,

  • EPISODE 1,179: part 3. WAS DUFFERIN PARK IN 1940’S JUST A DREAM/ OR WAS IT REAL?



    Note…this may have been sent earlier to some readers…forgive me if that is the case:EPISODE 1.178: Part 3: DUFFERIN PARK — TRUE OR FALSE MEMORY OF 1940’S


    alan skeoch
    oct 29, 2024  and  Nov. 11,2024 

    REMEMBER Eric when we built our own scooters….lots of them…parts were free


    ORANGE CRATES WERE FREE AT EVERY GROCERY STORE…ROLLER SKATES
    WERE POPULAR AND EASY TO NAIL ON A PIECE OF 2 X 4…PRESTO A1940’S MODEL
    SCOOTER THAT COULD BE RECONSTRUCTED OVER AND OVER AGAIN ONCE THE
    ORANGE CRATE WAS SMASHED. 



    HAS my memory failed me?  Dufferin Grove Park (current name) was a far different 
    park in the 1940’s as I remember.  Perhaps I am wrong.

    1)  In the 1940’s I had to  cross Dufferin Park from our flat at 18 Sylvan Avenue. I was scared
    that some boys would beat me up.  The Park had a dense mini forest of forsythia and
    other bushes lining both sides of a little valley.  Gang members used this valley.  They were
    teen agers, perhaps even younger but to me they were big and dangerous.  One day
    in grade One our teacher gave each of us a cucumber to take home.  How could I get
    the small cucumber home?  The big boys in the park would get it so I hid it in my shoe.
    That is my earliest memory of the park.  Is it a real memory or total imagination?

    2)   I can prove that I cut my leg on a broken beer bottle.  Was the glass neck and shard laden end a weapon
    or just a cast away beer bottle? 
    that I don’t know. But   I have the scar.  I  am not sure the cut was from a
    weapon.

    3) Was there ever a brutal gang fight between the Junction Gang and the Beanery 
    gang in Dufferin Park?  Is my imagination tricking me?  I remember seeing a gang
    member getting hit on the head with a piece of pipe or a baseball bat while he
    was protecting a girl.   Exact spot — opposite gateway to the Dufferin racetrack.
    Was that just a dream?   
    Why is there no record of this fight?  

    4) I remember one gang member being spread eagled on a police car
    parked on Sylvan Avenue just west of our house.  Did this really happen?

    5) Why is Toenails Simmons never mentioned?
     I remember being shown how to make a nuckle duster by sharpening a roofing
    nail then disguising the nail with a wrapping of hitemedical tape.  

    6) Who was ‘Toenails’ Simmons?  His young brother showed Eric and me the
    roofing nail weapon.  Toenails was in jail.  The family lived on Gladstone Avenue
    supposedly/\.   Was this true?  There is no evidence to support.  Did Simmons 
    even exist?



    THE NOSEY BOYS ARRIVE — FORT BUILDING ENDED

    The barrels were this size but not as heavy///used to pack goods
    …not water tight.  These are too well made and too heavy but correct size.


    Eric, do you remember rolling the huge wooden barrels through the park?
    Our landlady. Mrs/ Southwick gave us her tin sheathed garage for our new
    fort.  We set the barrels up vertically, cut holes in each one and made wood tunnel.
    Presto!   We had a  two room fort.  Big enough for 4 kids to crawl from one 
    barrel to te other.   Remember what happened next?  Bad news!

    The Nosey boys, with others.  They wrecked our fort.  Someone of  them
    took a leak in our main room.  Our fort building ended.  

    Eric, do you remember why they were called the NoseyBoys?
    Dad invented the name becjuse their noses were always running.
    They lived around our corner on Dufferin Street.  They were a little
    rougher than we were an older.  They scared me but not you.  I think they wanted to 
    be our friends but the urine in our fort ended any chance of that.

    End Part 3;  CONVERSATION WITH MY BROTHER ERIC SKEOCH AFTER HIS 
    UNTIMELY DEATH.   AUGUST 1, 2024.


    POST SCRIPT:  
    does anyone remember this book?   I read it 20 or 30 years ago…the gangs described
    were not as tough as I imagined…mostly boys whose fathers were overseas .



    THIS book is along gone our of print.


    8)  Was the park caretaker named Mr. Hayward?