#Valcartier

[theworldofwars]

Post card depicting a contingent of troops from western Canada as they arrive at Valcartier Camp in 1914. Most of the new soldiers have not yet been issued uniforms.

#world war 1 #historical photos #1917 #history #canadian history #valcartier #quebec #culture #world history #world war 1 stories #ww1 #ww1 poetry #ww1 stories #ww1 art #ww1 history #wwi #world war one #The Great War #The First World War

[the-moral-of-the-rose]

If anybody wanted to write a crossover between L.M. Montgomery's books, here is a little help with the ages of the characters (@no-where-near-hero maybe it will be a tiny help for your fanfic):

Anne Shirley - born on 5th of March 1865

Gilbert Blythe - born in 1862 or 1863

James Matthew "Jem" Blythe - born in July 1893

Walter Cuthbert Blythe - born in 1894

Anne "Nan" and Diana "Di" Blythe - born in 1896

Shirley Blythe - born in 1888*

Bertha Marilla "Rilla" Blythe - born in 1900*

Gerald "Jerry" Meredith - born 1894

Faith Meredith - born 1895

Una Meredith - born 1896

Thomas Carlyle "Carl" Meredith - born 1897

Jims Anderson - born in August of 1914

Emily Byrd Starr - born on 19th of May 1888

Ilse Burnley - born in 1888 (probably)

Perry Miller - born in 1887

Frederick "Teddy" Kent - 1887 or 1888

Dean Priest - born in 1865

Patricia "Pat" Gardiner - born in 1913

Rachel "Rue" Gardiner - born in 1919

Winnifred "Winnie" Gardiner - born in 1910

Sidney "Sid" Gardiner - born in 1912

Joseph"Joe" Gardiner - born in 1908

Hilary Gordon - born in 1911

Elizabeth "Bets" Wilcox - born in 1913

David Kirk - born around 1893

Jane Stuart - born in May 1918 or 1919

Valancy Stirling* - born 1883**

Barney Snaith - born 1877**

Cecilia "Cissy" - born 1886**

Olive Stirling - born 1884**

Gay Penhallow - born in 1904***

Nan Penhallow - born in 1904***

Roger Dark - born in 1890***

Donna Dark - born between 1894 and 1896***

Virginia Powell - born between 1894 and 1896***

Peter Penhallow - born between 1888 and 1890***

Margaret Penhallow - born 1872***

Brian Dark - born 1916***

Hugh Dark - born in 1887***

Joscelyn Penhallow: born between 1889-1892***

*In both Anne of Ingleside and Rainbow Valley Shirley is two years older than Rilla. But in Rilla of Ingleside, he turns eighteen few months before Rilla... it is pure chaos. Rilla was supposed to be nearly fourteen, according to the RV, in 1914, but she is nearly fifteen in RoI. So I apologize, but I had a lot of trouble here...

**The Blue Castle is the most difficult to place in time. It is set several years before it was published, and in my own opinion: before Tangled Web and Pat of Silver Bush. Why? Because of this reference: "This was before the day of bobs and was regarded as a wild, unheard-of proceeding—unless you had typhoid." (The Blue Castle). Bobs were already "in fashion" at the beginning of Pat of Silver Bush (so, in 1919, when Pat was six years old: it was said that Winnie wanted to have her hair bobbed) and in Tangled Web (which is set in 1922). Yet, the cars, motorboats and movie theaters were a rather common occurence in The Blue Castle's times. But... there might be an explanation. Valancy doesn't live on PEI, which might have been a little "behind" the rest of Canada, as far as modern technology went. It is my own personal opinion, but I think that it might be set just before the war, at the same time as the end Emily's Quest. I know that the clothes seem more "modern" in TBC, but Emily wore "a little sport suit" and dress that was described as followed "there was so little of it". Teddy and Perry both had cars, as sone of Ilse's cousins. I would say that the Blue Castle book might be set around 1912-1913. Still, the timeline is extremely elusive. Please, let me know, dear Blue Castle Book Club's members, what is your opinion? I think I have read some amazing discussion about TBC's timeline a long time ago, but if I remember correctly, everyone was certain that this novel was set post WWI (me included, until this very moment when I tried to place Pat and Tangled Web and remembered the "bob" quote). So I choose 1912 as the beginning of TBC, when Valancy was twenty-nine.

*** the ages of characters in Tangled Web:

"They were first cousins, who were born the same day and married the same day,--Donna to her own second cousin, Barry Dark, and Virginia to Edmond Powell--two weeks before they had left for Valcartier. Edmond Powell had died of pneumonia in the training camp, but Barry Dark had his crowded hour of glorious life somewhere in France." (Tangled Web).

"Virginia Powell, whose husband had been dead eight years and who was young and tolerably beautiful" (Tangled Web).

"Valcartier, Quebec was the primary training base for the First Canadian Contingent in 1914."

- from: https://www.warmuseum.ca/firstworldwar/history/going-to-war/canada-enters-the-war/training-at-valcartier/

So, from this I assumed that Virginia's husband died in 1914 (so Tangled Web is set in 1922-23). Gay is 18 at the beginning, so she would be born in 1904. If Donna and Virginia were 18-20 when they got married, they would be 26-28 (so still "young"). at the beginning. Peter was 14 when Donna was 8, so he'd be 32-34 at the beginning of the book (same age or a bit older than Roger). Hugh was 35 at the beginning. I guess Joscelyn was a bit younger- most of LMM's heroines are at least two years younger than their love interest. I'd say she might have been 20-23 when she got married, so she'd be around 30-33 at the beginning of the book. I would say Brian is about six years old - he doesn't seem to attend school yet, but is big enough to be sent to the harbour. Margaret Penhallow was about fifty at the beginning of the book.

So sorry that this post was rather long, but it was a great fun to write (even if it took me A LOT of time). Thank you for reading. Please, let me know if you agree. Any feedback will be very welcome!

#lm montgomery #emily of new moon #anne of green gables #tangled web book club #tangled web #aogg #blue castle book club #the blue castle #Pat of silver bush #Rilla of ingleside #Rainbow Valley #I know I haven't included marigold or kilmeny #But I don't know how to place Kilmeny tbh #And I need to reread marigold before i will be able to include her here #I think I will reblog or add them later on

[darlingseraa]

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

I remember a time when the end of a year was a magical time. It began with me being anxious for Halloween to finally come, so I could wear that beautiful princess dress my mother had sewn by hand for me. When the day came at the tail end of October, I would cry if my parents made me wear my winter coat over my dress– I wanted everyone to see how beautiful it was and how amazing my mom was for making it by hand. And yes, where I live, we got snow well before Halloween even came around– some years, we’d have snowfall in late September or early October, and other years, the snow came late. One thing was sure, however, and that was that we would have snow by Halloween.

Hence why my parents would make me wear my winter coat to go trick-or-treating, most Halloweens.

To me, Halloween meant pillowcases full of candy to eat throughout the coming year, until the next Halloween came around and I’d go trick-or-treating with my family once again, and haul two to three more pillowcases full of candy back home. It meant that the best neighbourhood to go trick-or-treating in was the one where the family on the corner street turned their yard into a giant haunted house, complete with people dressed as Hellraiser and Freddie Krueger to scare the kids and parents daring to venture in. It meant meeting up with friends who were just as dressed up for the occasion as I was. It meant teachers and students alike would come to school in costume on the day before the holiday –or during the day of Halloween itself if it was in the middle of a school week–, and it made that school day that much more fun.

And then, when Halloween came to an end, the spooky decorations would be taken down and stored away for another year. Things would be quiet for a week or two.

And then, Christmas would begin.

Yes, Christmas began two weeks after Halloween for me and my family.

I remember that, back then around mid-November, my house’s yard would be covered in snow 1 to 2 feet thick. Yes, you read that right. My dad would wake up early in the morning, take the snowblower out the shed, and he would clear out as much snow as he could from the driveway, so that he and my mom could go to work, and so my brother and I wouldn’t have to trudge through the snow to get to the school bus on time. I remember my dad building my brother and I a wooden ramp on which snow would land during snowstorms, and that we’d pack down and drench in water to create an icy slide we could play on during the winter months. I remember going skiing in powdery snow, the type of snow that acted as a cushion and made falls practically painless. I remember skating on the Rideau Canal in Ottawa, I remember going to the Village Valcartier snowpark at least once every two or three years.

I remember the beginning of winter being a sign of good days to come, because I loved winter.

And to me, the entire season felt like Christmas.

Because, by mid-November, my house was alight with decorations for the coming holidays.

I remember being overjoyed whenever I saw my parents taking out these big plastic bins from the closet downstairs, in which all of our Christmas decorations were stored throughout the year. I remember the bright red duffel bag in which our artificial Christmas tree was stored, and how there were always fake pine needles everywhere as soon as we’d open it. I remember having to unfurl every single little branch on this monster of a tree, and then wrapping it in garlands of lights, adorning it with ribbons and all sorts of ornaments and knick-knacks.

There’s this one place in the entire province of Québec that we loved to visit– it was a Christmas shop located in Saint-Sauveur, in a region called the Laurentides. Every year, we’d go there and look around excitedly. I remember my parents bought my brother and I an ornament each, almost every time we’d go– once, I chose a little dressage rider on her chestnut horse, because I was convinced that I would one day have a horse of my own and I would become a top tier rider. Another year, they got me a huge trebble clef covered in gold holo glitter, because of my love for music. And another year, they bought me a fragile little ornament representing a ballerina frozen mid-arabesque, for my love of ballet.

And then, during the car ride home, I'd look out my window at the perfect winter scenery as we drove past.

At home, we’d decorate the tree, and then hang these little doorknob snowmen that my mother had handcrafted years ago. Then, we’d wrap a pine garland around the ramps on the stairs. And when that was done, we’d head outside and cover the house in Christmas lights.

And then it would be Christmas until late January the next year.

Everywhere we’d go, stores and houses alike were all adorned in their finest Christmas gear, and were a sight to behold. Some had inflatable santas and reindeer, others had Nativity scenes, others had a Northern Star light perched on their roof. And in the car, or in stores, the radio would blast Christmas music into your ears.

I remember listening to all these Christmas songs and thinking they were all so magical. That I could never get tired of them, because the singers all sang about how wonderful the holidays are, how their hearts were full of cheer, how cozy it was to sit next to chestnuts roasting on an open fire. They would sing about how we should just let it snow, about how Santa knew when you were sleeping or awake, about how they had a dream of a beautiful, white Christmas. My mother had a collection of Christmas CDs that she’d keep with her in her car, and whenever we’d go somewhere, we’d listen to them.

“White Christmas” was my favourite, because it made me think about how excited I was throughout the rest of the year for winter to come around, and for Christmas to bring joy and cheer to us once again. My mom would often tell me how it was my late grandpa's favourite Christmas song, too. I never learned its true meaning until recently– to me, it simply was about how the singer dreamt of having a Christmas just like he used to know, like when he was a kid.

A bit like the feeling I got this year, during the holidays.

Ten years ago, when I was sixteen, I started to see changes in the seasons, especially during winter. I noticed that it wouldn’t come as early as it used to. By Halloween, the best we could hope for was a day or night without rain. There was no snow in sight. Mid-November at the earliest would be when snowfall would begin.

And then, with the beginning of winter regressing well into the tail-end of November, so did the beginning of Christmas, in mine and my family’s eyes.

We wouldn’t decorate as much, or as early as we used to. We’d just leave the Christmas lights on the house for the next year, but not light them before the next time the holidays came around. One year, we tried getting a real Christmas tree, and though it was amazing to have the house smell like fresh pine until we had to take the tree out after the holidays, it just didn’t feel as magical.

It almost felt like the excitement I got from Christmas was directly related to how much snow we had that year.

So you can imagine how exciting Christmas was for me, these past few years where December was nearly as green as a golf course green in the middle of summer.

As I write this, there are literally barely two inches of snow covering the ground in my backyard.

Two. Inches.

That’s literally nothing.

I saw a post that one of my mutuals reblogged that mentioned this, about how Christmas songs nowadays are mostly reprises of the classics. And these classics reference a time that people these days can only remember. Children and future generations will never know the kind of winter we had back in the day. The ones where we’d play King of the Mountain with the other kids in the school yard because the administration had the snow cleared out, but the workers packed it in one spot in the entire yard instead of shoving it somewhere else. They’ll never know what it’s like to watch the news in the morning and see that their school is closed because of recent snowstorms causing trouble on the roads. They’ll never know the excitement of waking up one day in early November, and seeing a thick sheet of snow covering the ground outside.

They'll never know what a true snow day is like.

Nowadays, if I wanted to experience a winter like this again, I’d have to travel far up north.

I’d. Have. To. Travel.

When in previous years, I wouldn’t have had to, because these winters happened here, where I live.

And I wish I didn’t have to travel in order to have such an experience again.

Nowadays, winter is just another word for rainfall. Because that’s all we get– rainstorm after rainstorm. We barely get to see the snowflakes falling from the cloudy skies anymore. There’s no feeling of joy at witnessing the first of many snowfalls of the year, because I know that it’s only temporary. That there won’t be more snow piling up on top of it. I will likely never again wake up and feel joy at the sight of a fresh, untouched blanket of snow waiting for me outside, because there are no thick blankets of freshly fallen snow where I live anymore. The season’s become too warm for those to last.

I hate what winter has become.

I hate that it’s cold, but not cold enough to keep the snow around like it did before.

I hate that it’s wet, but not wet because the snow melted into my supposedly waterproof snowsuit– it's wet because of the rain.

I hate that the sky is almost always gray with rainclouds and not snowclouds.

I. Hate. It.

But what can one person do to change it?

Not much, I’m afraid.

The shift in seasons and climate change has killed what used to be the most amazing time of year for me.

It killed my love for winter. It killed my love for Christmas.

And it has tainted what little memories I retain from past Christmasses with a nostalgia and a sadness that I can only describe as painful, because I know I may never experience it again in my lifetime. And I'll only be 26 years old this year.

So these days, I don’t decorate anymore. I don’t listen to Christmas songs unless they’re blasted at work, on repeat, until I’m so fed up with them that I get angry when I come back the next day and hear them playing still. I don’t feel joy at seeing the slightest amount of snow on the ground, because I know that soon enough, rain will wash it away.

All I do is dream of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know.

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Hey everyone!

I'm sorry this post is so long. I just saw something on my timeline and had a lot of Big Feelings(tm) about it that I thought of sharing. The holidays this year have been a big disappointment on my end, for many reasons which I won't mention here. But the main reason is explained throughout this post.

If you've read through this entire thing, I am very grateful that you took the time to do so!

#seraa rants #christmas #holidays #climate change #writing #rambles #ramblings #memories #nostalgia

[alwayschasingrainbows]

"Donna Dark and Virginia Powell sat together as usual. They were first cousins, who were born the same day and married the same day,--Donna to her own second cousin, Barry Dark, and Virginia to Edmond Powell--two weeks before they had left for Valcartier." Tangled Web by L. M. Montgomery

***

I bet that the pastor breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off his sweaty forehead when he found out that Virginia's financé's name was neither Dark nor Penhallow. Imagine a double wedding in this family... after all, you can easily confuse the newlyweds. Dark here, Dark there, Penhallow there, Penhallow there...

I feel sorry for the pastor.

Also, "Dark here, Dark there, Penhallow there, Penhallow there..." reminded me of "Old McDonald Had A Farm" nursery rhymes...I mean:

"With a moo-moo here And a moo-moo there Here a moo, there a moo Everywhere a moo-moo"

#lm montgomery #tangled web #tangled web book club

[thisdayinwwi]

El Paso Herald - Oct 2 1914

Thirty-one Transport Ships and 11 War Vessels Assist Big Movement. Montreal. Que, Oct. 2. There were no cheering crowds to see Canada's troops sail for England; in fact, very few people knew the greatest troop movement overseas in the history of the western continent was under way. According to the following description sent by the correspondent for the Daily Mail: "Thirty-one ships were required to carry the men, the guns, the horses and the supplies of the overseas expeditionary force. To convoy that number of ships a fleet of 11 war vessels was requisitioned, the whole movement being the largest and most important ever effected on the Atlantic it was carried out in a splendid manner. The movement from Valcartier was effected in fine style and the embarkation and sailing followed as a part of a well ordered plan. The movement of 31,300 troops and 8000 horses was the biggest war action that Canada has ever undertaken and it was performed almost faultlessly.

Troops Board Ships.

"The troops that moved in took possession of the wharf and the breakwater and when they disappeared one day the red coats ot the 87th regiment replaced the khaki suits of the men of the 12th battalion. In eight days the divisions moved out of Valcartier. Horses, artillery and transport wagons came over the 18 miles of road, while the troops were sent by train. It required five days to transfer the various units, an average of ten troops moving from the camp every day. The trains ran directly to the breakwater and the transfer to the ships was made promptly As the ships were filled they moved off and steamed down the river to anchorages previously agreed on and there met the naval convoy: afterwards the great fleet set out to sea."

#wwi #ww1 #canadian

[valkyrie-cy]

War, 1914

War brings monsters.

War brings monsters. When Imperial Germany invaded Belgium to strike at France, I took a train up to Canada, found my way to Quebec, and I enlisted in the Valcartier Grenadiers. I’m not overly fond of the Quebecois, but I needed to get to the continent, and that was the quickest way. Well, the quickest way I was willing to take at the time. I knew – and do still know – that war is a magnet for…

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#fiction #horror #Massachusetts #short story #supernatural #writing

[spartansuttons]

After Valcartier, went over to the Centre Videotron in downtown Quebec, which is the main host arena for the tourney. UNBELIEVABLE!!! Stands were packed, games were lively, and there were plenty of people to trade pins with. All those hours of watching Shark Tank paid off for G!!!

[travelella]

Hô tel de Glace in Saint-Gabriel-de-Valcartier, Canada.

Open January-March, you can spend a day or night at this real life frozen palace!

#hotel de glace #Canada #North America #christmas travel #Hotel #Winter

[theworldofwars]

Bell Tents at Valcartier Camp The soldiers of the First Contingent slept in these bell tents while training at Valcartier Camp. Some of the new civilian soldiers complained about the conditions, but it would only get worse. After the Canadians arrived on their future training ground at Salisbury Plain, England, it rained for weeks at a time.

#historical photos #the first world war #wwi #world war 1 #1917 #canadian history #world war one #history #the great war #ww1 #world war 1 stories

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Wins Promotion," Windsor Star. May 20, 1943. Page 18. --- QUEBEC, May 20. - Capt. C. E. DesRosiers, officer commanding an infantry company at nearby Valcartier Camp, has been promoted a major, military district headquarters here announced Wednesday.

A native of Prince Albert, Sask., Maj. DesRosiers was educated at the Jesuit College of Edmonton and was graduated from Alberta University. He was at the service of the Saskatchewan Penitentiary for many years and in 1939 was sent to England to study the English jail system.

#ville de québec #prince albert #alberta university #prison guards #prince albert penitentiary #wakefield training school #valcartier camp #military officer #canadian soldiers #canadian army #canada during world war 2

[adamoftheday]

2024-01-02

Spent the day at Valcartier sledding park. Even with the incredibly terrifying Everest pair of slides no longer in operation, and the steepest section of the complex closed likely due to snow, this place is still really intense.

[latribune]

[medi-at]

De belles performances pour nos cadets en biathlon au championnat provincial

Les 18 et 19 février dernier, des cadets de la région ont participé au championnat provincial de biathlon de l’organisation des cadets du Canada. Ils ont démontré un savoir-faire incroyable au Centre Myriam-Bédard de Valcartier. Jusqu’ici, les cadets de la délégation abitibienne n’avaient jamais aussi bien performé. Ils ont connu les meilleurs résultats à vie à ce championnat dans ce sport qui…

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[rocketrickster]

We have the best Health Care professionals in the country but they have to work in some of the most appalling conditions. I don’t envy them and I am grateful that they continue to smile and provide us with outstanding services (at Base des Forces canadiennes Valcartier) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoNFSH-LisV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[atlanticcanada]

Maritime passengers react to Sunwing's cancellation of some routes, flights

Sunwing Airlines is scaling back or cancelling some of its flights out of the Maritimes this winter, after doing the same in other Canadian cities.

It means grandparents Kevin and Carol Hindle had to tell their grandchildren the March Break trip to Disney World they gifted them for Christmas will not be happening.

“It just broke your heart that you couldn’t pull this together,” Kevin Hindle said.

Tiffany Chase, spokesperson with Halifax Stanfield International Airport, said Sunwing will still operate eight routes to the Caribbean and Mexico this winter but it has cancelled others, including the Hindle’s flight to Orlando.

“They have pulled back one destination in Cuba and one in Florida and they reduced a bi-weekly frequency to Varadero, Cuba back to just one a week,” Chase said.

Fredericton International Airport Authority’s communications officer, Kate O’Rourke, confirmed Sunwing cancelled its flights to Cayo Coco, Cuba this winter but flights to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic, Cancun in Mexico and Cayo Santa Maria in Cuba will still go ahead as scheduled.

In Moncton, N.B., one flight to Varadero, Cuba has also been halted.

“It was their Friday flight,” said Courtney Burns, the president and CEO of the Greater Moncton Roméo LeBlanc International Airport Authority. “The good news is there are still two other flights directly to Varadero, Cuba. One from Sunwing and one from Air Transat.”

Burns said Moncton airport will still provide 10 weekly flights to sunny destinations between Sunwing and Air Transat.

“The larger impact is really to those passengers who are now having to either see if they can rebook with a different flight or a different airline or maybe have to completely reschedule for a different year all together — it really depends for each individual,” Burns said.

Some passengers who are still scheduled to hop on a Sunwing flight are wondering if it’ll happen. Kevin King and many others with his company are supposed to fly from Toronto to Florida with Sunwing in April.

“It has a whole lot of people at unease. They’re not very comfortable,” King said. “So, we’ll see what happens.”

Kevin Hindle will take his family and grandkids to Valcartier, Que., for March Break instead.

He’s frustrated, not just because the dream of Disney is out of reach for now, but also because of Sunwing’s lack of communication and explanation.

He said in November, his travel agent told him the now cancelled flight was being rerouted from Melbourne, Fla., to Orlando. It all leads him to have a lot of questions.

“Come out and tell people,” Kevin Hindle said. “You know, you want people to come back to you as a company if you’re going to survive this and right now, people are just washing their hands of Sunwing and saying ‘We’re done.’”

CTV News reached out to Sunwing for an interview.

In an emailed response late Monday, Sunwing said it will not be doing interviews but provided a statement saying it is cancelling and consolidating some of its flights this winter to ensure “we are delivering the standards of service our customers both expect and deserve when travelling with Sunwing.”

The airline also said customers whose travel plans have been impacted are given the option to change their destination, or cancel their vacation for a full refund.

“No action is required and refunds will be processed within 30 days, per our standard protocol,” the statement read.

from CTV News - Atlantic https://ift.tt/w9RWyXr

#new brunswick #prince edward island #nova scotia #news #politics #canada #CTVAtlantic

[spartansuttons]

Snow tubing at Valcartier!! Very cool!! ⛷️