Thursday, January 19, 2023
Go way back...no way, way, way back in time to about the year 1960. We were the Murphy St. gang. There was Buddy, Gerald (we called him Clem) Burrows, John Hickling, Brian Peever, Doug Sargent, Dave Thomas, John Teleske and then were the little brothers who we drove mad, that would be little Bobby Miller and Lorne Martindale. Anyway the gathering place was the Miller house on Murphy. We played Monopoly and other card games out back, we ran around the neighbourhood playing "Capturing". We were there so often that little Bobby used to say we should pay room and board. It was "Leave it to Beaver" type families in those days. Mrs.Miller, was a stay at home mom who always was there for "the boys".....there were no girls involved. Mrs. Miller was a kindly motherly type...of course we thought she and all our mothers were really old. I laugh now thinking she was only 37.Those were the days before television, computers all all that...you know the drill. Parents were not the entertainment committee or cash machines. We grew up in the day when we roamed the streets. Mrs. Miller didn't worry when Buddy and I took off on a 90 day bicycle trip to Penticton and back. We all are fortunate to have had her in our lives for 97 years.
