I am absolutely certain my grandmother, Helen Lerner, could have made anything from scratch, sweet or savory. She was a fantastic baker. She made her own pickles from what my grandfather grew in the garden. She made homemade noodles for her homemade soups. I’m pretty sure there was a time back in the day she made her own soap. Of course, she made her own jams, jellies, and preserves. One of my favourites was her chokecherry jam.
Chokecherries
My grandmother passed away when I was finishing my last month of grade eleven. In the last year or two of my grandmother’s life, my mother often went to Lethbridge to help her out and, later, visit her in hospital. After one of her last visits, my mother returned home with a bunch of things my grandmother had made, including several jars of chokecherry jam. I was pretty sure that they did not last long in our family of seven.
Fast forward to just over a year later. I moved to Vancouver to attend my first year of undergrad at the University of B.C. A few weeks after having moved into residence, my mother sent me a box of my things. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that the box included the last jar of my grandmother’s chokecherry jam. Needless to say, I did not rush through that jar. I used it judiciously and sparingly, without being stingy, and savored every bit of it. It was a wonderful way to remember my grandmother.
In the early 1970s, my maternal grandparents, Leo Burgess and Helen Lerner, were more than happy to rely on what seemed me to be horribly outdated and obsolete technology. My grandmother still used a wringer-washer and my grandfather used a push mower that to me seemed to be older than Methuselah.
These were both very much like the implements my grandparents used. I remember they each let me have a try at using them. Needless to say, both were hard work. I’ll stick to our modern gizmos, thanks. [Images shared per Creative Commons licences 3.0 Unported and 2.0 Generic, respectively. Links: washer; lawn mower.]
My mother still has the scrub board my grandmother used. She used to keep it in a spare room, which is where I photographed it. A few years ago my folks built a new house, so it now sits in a place of pride.
As can be faintly seen on the washboard, it was manufactured by Fraser Western Broom and Woodenware Ltd. in Vancouver, B.C. I see that the Museum of Vancouver, which is less than a half hour drive from where I live, has one in its collection. Based on the information on the item on its website, this washboard could not have been manufactured any later than 1950. That means my grandmother’s washboard must have been at least 25 or 30 years old when I first saw it.
While it may seem my grandparents clung to the past, they did not eschew more modern technology. Ever since before I was in kindergarten, my grandfather always used an electric razor. We always loved it when he would hold it up to our cheeks so that we could have a shave, too. I have the last electric razor my grandfather owned before he passed away in 1995, a Philishave 765. Not only does it still work, but to my surprise I’m still able to buy replacement blades for it. I rarely use it, however, because I still prefer to use a manual razor; plus, several years ago my wife bought me a new one.
This razor must be at least 30 years old, if not older, but it still works!
“Favourite Photo” is a perennial topic for the 52 Ancestors Challenge. The prompt started out hard enough the first year I participated in the challenge, because I had so many favourites to choose from. If I had realized back then that it was an annual topic, I wouldn’t have posted so many photos back then!
The other problem is that “favourite photo” suggests one photo that you love more than all your others. How to choose??? Simple! Simply read the prompt as “A Favourite Photo”!
Despite that, it’s still hard to choose. What I’ve decided to do is to try to post something I haven’t shared before. While maybe not my favourite, I’ve selected some photos of a memorable family road trip to Alaska in the mid-80s, when I was in grade twelve. I love road trips, and this is one that I’ve only done once (so far!).
Terrace is near the northwest coast of the province, near the Alaska Panhandle. Just over 300 kilometers away (about a four and a half hour drive) are the border communities of Hyder, Alaska and Stewart, British Columbia.
While the destination was novel, it was the journey that was the best. The easiest way to get from Terrace to Stewart/Hyder is along Highway 37. However, we took a less direct and even smaller route, Highway 113, which is now known as the Nisga’a Highway. It travels through lava beds (designated as Nisga’a Memorial Lava Bed Provincial Park in 1992) and the lands of the Nisga’a Nation.
(I’m cheating here. My photos of the lava beds and the Nisga’a territory from the road trip I’m writing about suck. In 2010, I, with my wife and some friends, took a day trip to the Nisga’a, but did not proceed any further north. My photos from that road trip are much better!)
The Nisga’a Highway ultimately connects to Highway 37, which travels north to the Yukon. My folks have actually driven the length of that highway, but we didn’t on this road trip. Rather, we turned west onto Highway 37A at Meziadin Junction. Between Meziadin Junction and Stewart is the Bear Glacier.
The glacier has shrunk an incredible amount in the decades since our road trip. It no longer touches the lake as seen in my photo and is but a sliver of its former self at this location.
At our destination, we stayed in Steward, which was (and still is) the much larger of the two villages. At the time, there was no customs or border station on either side of the border, although there was the remains of one that had clearly been used for target practice. The post office in Hyder was memorable, as it was in an old Airstream (or similar) trailer. I also remember a place selling “Northern Fried Chicken”.
This is a photo of my family at what is purported to be the start of the “Alaska-Yukon Highway.” Of course, I’m not in the photo because I’m the one taking the picture – with a 110 film camera! Otherwise, the whole family is visible here, although my youngest sister (sitting at the table) looks quite odd. It wasn’t the best of cameras, that’s for certain. While you can travel from Hyder/Stewart to Alaska, as shown in the sign, the highway does not officially bear that designation.
One thing we didn’t do in Hyder was get “Hyderized”, which involves taking a shot of Everclear at one of the village pubs. It once appeared in the Guinness Book of World Records as the most alcoholic drink in the world. (Guinness no longer publishes alcohol-related records.) No, Everclear was not something I tried until I was in university.
A great travelogue about Highway 37 (also known as the Stewart – Cassiar Highway, is Nearly 40 on the 37 by my friend Trevor Hughes.
After posting last week’s entry, in which I wrote about being my own cousin, I realized that it very well could have fit in with this week’s theme of “Me, Myself, and I”. However, to mark the last (!?!) week of Amy Johnson Crow’s 52 Ancestors Challenge for 2023, the thing I will share about myself is how I have used the challenge to the fullest.
I wrote a family history book!
I originally signed up for the 52 Ancestors Challenge for 2020, but did nothing afterwards. I signed up again for 2021, for which I also did nothing.
Somehow third time was the charm. I know there was something that spurred me on to actually do something for the 2022 challenge, but now for the life of me I can’t recall what that was!
For years I had vaguely pondered a genealogy blog, but really couldn’t think of a niche that wasn’t already being addressed by dozens of other genealogy blogs. However, the 52 Ancestors Challenge was the catalyst to creativity that I needed. So a quarter century after blogging was cool, I created this blog as a means of participating in the challenge.
At the same time, I set up a second Twitter (I refuse to use the “new” name) account that would only be used for genealogy, also named Deck of Ancestors. I’ve since created namesake accounts on Mastodon, the now defunct Pebble, Mastodon, and Bluesky. I’ve largely abandoned Mastodon. I’m active on Bluesky, but it doesn’t seem to be gaining the traction I thought it had when I first joined.
It was hard at times, but I was successful in posting something for all 52 weeks of the challenge. With this post, I’ll be successful for a second year in a row. The second year was more difficult. It felt harder to come up with something I hadn’t written about before and some of the weekly prompts were not easy for me. Nevertheless, I persevered! I’ve signed up for the challenge again for 2024. Looking at the prompts, it looks like it will be another difficult year, but I will try to rise to the challenge.
However, what I’ve always wanted to do is create some sort of family history book. However, I was reluctant to churn out one of those dry tomes that’s just a bunch of pedigree charts and a BMD narrative. I’ve started and stopped all sorts of drafts and have the works in progress still sitting in a folder on my computer.
My real first genealogy book!
Moreover, like a lot of family historians, I had lots of ideas for genealogy-related Christmas presents, but kept putting it off until it was too close to the holiday to get it done.
Thanks to the 52 Ancestors challenge, I inadvertently hit upon what I thought was a winning solution – the blog posts were essentially a book! I had the foresight to start working on this project in the summer, which began with reformatting the blog entries into a book format. The other problem was figuring out how to print it.
Luckily, this year I discovered Lulu, an online self-publishing site. I had used others before, but none worked for this project. In September I ordered a test copy. It passed muster, so I ordered enough copies for my Christmas gift giving – my parents, our kids, my siblings, and my nibblings, plus copies for the Library and Archives Canada. (It may be nerdy, but I was really excited to get an ISBN for the project!)
A Stack of Ancestors!
So here it is, my family history book, A Deck of Ancestors, consisting of my 52 posts for the first year I participated in the 52 Ancestors Challenge. One of my sisters and her kids opened theirs early, as they went overseas for the holidays. I just made it a Hanukkah gift instead. The reviews were great. On Christmas Eve, my sister-in-law sent me photos of my father reading the copy I gave my parents. Seeing that was really special. While my father used to be a voracious reader, he doesn’t really read much anymore since his vision has deteriorated terribly over recent years. What I was most excited for was to see our kids open their copy. I was happy to come downstairs on Boxing Day morning to see our eldest engrossed in his.
In addition to the print version, I created an expanded digital edition (with its own unique ISBN, of course), which I sent to everyone after they opened their print copy. Among other things, I added an Ahnentafel, a 17-generation pedigree chart, and a full index. (I hate non-fiction books without an index!) It would have been extremely expensive to include all that in a print version. Plus, the digital version has all the hyperlinks, which are pretty hard to click in a print edition!
So thank you Amy Johnson Crow for creating the 52 Ancestors Challenge and helping me fill the one gap in my years of genealogy practice – writing!
A Deck of Ancestors 
