On this All Souls Day or Day of the Dead, I take an in-depth look at what led to the demise of my direct ancestors.
Category: Aitken
They were champions
In 1921, my paternal grandfather played for the champion Toronto Falcons soccer team.
A fine day for a wedding
July 3, 1948 was a fine day for a wedding. On that lovely summer day 72 years ago, my parents began their life together.
A house needs a grandma in it
Remembering my maternal grandmother, in honour of her 120th birthday as well as the 100th anniversary of her marriage to my grandfather.
In living colour
Being confined indoors right now due to the coronavirus situation, I’ve been having some fun experimenting with colourization of some old family photos.
Pie day
Today is March 14. Pi day, as many call it, 3.14. I think of it as “pie” day, a reminder of the exact date of my mother’s death, since she loved to bake, including many types of pie.
Profile: William Aitken
My dad’s grandfather, William Aitken, was my only great-grandparent still living when I was a child, although we never met. He died at age 88 in 1959, when I was six.
Love stories
What better time than Valentine’s Day to profile several family love stories? Here are a few marriages that stood the test of time.
The name game
Your name is an important part of who you are. In addition to identifying you, it links you to your family, nationality and history.
An ocean away
Why I am here? How is it that I happen to live where I do when my ancestral roots were firmly planted an ocean away?