Welcome to Wayback Wednesday sponsored by Cavalcade Color Lab! Every week, we’ll be sharing a vintage photo and asking our readers to chime in with anything you can recall about the photo, other related memories, or even a funny caption. Have some vintage photos of your own? Send them to [email protected] and we may share them with our readers!
This week, do you remember this building? If you do, share a memory or two in the comments below! (Photo: Muskoka Digital Archives)
Wayback Wednesday is sponsored by Cavalcade Color Lab
Last week we shared this photo with you:
This photo is from sometime in the 1950s. The meter man’s ride prompted Doppler reader, Szndy McLennan, to comment: “I don’t care when this was. Bring back the steamroller! WTHeck? A steamroller for a parking meter person?”
We agree, Sandy!
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I remember the Christmas tree in the hall downstairs and standing singing carols while standing on the stairs as the hall was full. Also remember lining up out in the playground to March in the parade over to the fall fair.
Good old H.P.S. The Brick School. I could fill a book up on all the good things concerning this building. It was demolished in 1967 and the empty lot became the playground. Here goes with my short hi-lites of eight years of enjoyment. Mr. Laycock, Principal. He treated as an equal and a friend. Mrs Stewart, my teacher Grd 8, she told you the truth about everything in Life, whether you wanted to hear about it or not. Miss Dunne, grd 5, still in love with her today. The outside skating rink. The playground, made up of sand, rocks, coal and two softball back-stops. The school bell. Everything made of wood inside. The smell of the Tannery drifting over to the school on a hot day. Fall Fair Day, the marching down Main st. on our way to Memorial Park, mom and dad watching. Thank you Doppler!
I particularly remember the beautiful wood work the stair railings the doors and frames and windows also the ceilings and how they were repaired and painted every year. Even the floors were wood (a little creaky at times but that was good the teacher couldn’t sneak up on you ). I enjoyed my years in HPS
Huntsville Public School, Huntsville High School in the back part. Grades 1 & 2 were in the older “white” school on the west side of the play ground. Behind the tress, 4 windows on the lower floor, Miss [Mrs?] Malkin’s grade 3 & 4 class. 4 lower windows to the right of the tree, Mr. Laycock’s grade 7 and above that, Mr. Laycock’s grade 8 class,the year he became principal. We considered ourselves lucky to have him for a teacher for 2 years. Upper far right, Mrs. Stewart’s grade 6 class. Beyond that was the high school until grade 10 when we moved to the new high on Brunel Road. All the high school students paraded from the old to the new school, an exciting day!
No proper gym in this old school, just the low ceiling basement. We sometimes played volleyball in the furnace room. Special days when we could go outside for baseball. Life long friends were made at this school as we spent 13 years together.