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… and I sang together with brothers and nephews. In Uganda, we were competing with many musicians, and because we were not from there, and … medication, finding the medical centres and being able to reach them for support, it was all not easy. My hope was gone. I feared I was … same way. I became more concerned on other people’s lives. I started visiting people in different areas such as hospitals, homes, camps and …
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… the hidden history. The story became real, when my parents came to visit me in Vancouver, and my Dad insisted on visiting the old family … when my Dad died. It was difficult to talk about preparations for my Dad’s funeral, and in the end my Mum opted for a Christian … my Dad was a Buddhist. Mum had a stroke in 2005, as a result of complications after some dental surgery. I kept thinking if only I had …
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… on our family. I was refused admission to non-Jewish schools and so my education ended at age sixteen. I worked as a tutor to two young … in August 1924 and I was left behind not knowing when I would ever see her again. It was a year later when a cousin in Montreal had been … from leaving the US for five years but my brother, David, came to visit me once. It was a happy occasion when I was reunited with my …
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… lineups at the Museum’s popular Scotiabank Family History Centre. Visitors are keen to dig into their history as soon as they learn about … Marriage and death records Census records Gravesites Who we can search for Searches are not limited to people who immigrated through Pier 21 . "That's a common misconception," says Jocelyn Bourque, Genealogical Researcher …
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… here to Canada, because my daughter was already here. I thought that coming as a family was the right thing to do. Olena Stepanova, … When I graduated from university, I had my daughter. And before I move to Canada I work in accounting almost 12 years. So, I have … do what I wanted to do. At the same time, then I guess my mum came to visit me for the summer, and then I guess that's where the plan started …
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… Our family histories are the stories that we decide to repeat and share, editing out the parts … that were unclear or unseemly, and over generations those stories become our truths. But what if there was someone who could help decipher … many talented people who work here. My parents and brother had come to visit from out of province and my Dad had a few questions about his …
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… And yet, although I supported so many women, I didn’t take time for my own healing. When my mom died, the day after her burial, I had to take 30 Canadians to Korea. I did my job perfectly for 2 weeks. But because I had to hide my feelings, my heart felt … over 20 years. I think of the weekend bbqs, our trips to the States to visit my brothers, and in the van my father is snoring. My father said …
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… I arrived in Canada on May 28, 1950 and was fortunate to have experienced the wonderful hospitality and dedication … many memories of the General Stuart Heintzelman as it was aboard the ship that I met my future husband, John Devai. By faith, we were both … and unforgettable picture - like a dream. We always wanted to visit Halifax again, together as husband and wife but, sadly, my …
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… November 11, 1954 Age on Arrival: 16 My dad Stefano Paoli at the tender age of 16 left his small town of Vallelonga (CZ) in Calabria Italy to join my grandfather Vincenzo and my uncle Vito Paoli who had already immigrated to …
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… grey warehouse. There were people all over the place: some were in uniform and very scary. They were opening suitcases, slicing open parcels … do you love most—your mother or your father? I love them both. When I visit Italy, I am very Italian. When I am in Canada, I am Canadian and am proud to have dual citizenship. My parents made sacrifices to come to Canada and I am thankful. Return to Sault Ste. Marie …