I WILL Visit Edmonton Again!
By Geny Heywood
In April 1955, I landed in Edmonton as a new, single, immigrant girl. (I was born in France in 1930). The Canadian government, needing young women, had helped me with an "assisted passage" that I had repaid in no time while working in Montreal and in Toronto as a nanny.
Wonderful Edmonton! I fell in love with the North. About 300 cows has just gone through the city center that day, Jasper avenue was noisy, magical, smelly, dirty, exciting, western. Friendly town, friendly people.
For the first time I could watch the Northern lights. I loved the whole thing. I truly loved Edmonton. It was very cold, sometimes 30 below, and I had no warm clothing so I suffered a lot that first winter. I worked as a waitress, as a cook and as a cleaner, lots of work at sixty-five cents an hour. I was never unemployed. I soon got married, raised 4 children and life went on. I left in 1965 to follow my husband's Texas dream. The dream became a nightmare and I wished I had just stayed in Edmonton with my little ones.
Now retired in Niagara Falls, I rent rooms for a living, I am also a published author of a children's literacy program and an artist belonging to a group of friendly people.
I email my Texas children:" let's visit Edmonton one of these days!"
“Yes mom,” they say. “But let's do it next year.”
Life goes on, I am almost 82... I will visit Edmonton again, even if I have to go there alone.