One of my favorite memories was one of the times when I was
going to University. Every
Christmas I would come up to Grammy and Grampys and I would put up their
Christmas tree.
Both Grammy and Grampy made a big event over it. It would be an all day affair. They would sit in each of their
perspective chairs, and Grammy would make pop corn.
*This audio includes Michael and Tracey*
*This audio includes Michael and Tracey*
Their artificial tree was one of the first that they ever had. I would put all the branches in. Every ornament I took out of the box
they would tell me a story about each one.
The funniest would be putting the Christmas lights on the
tree. Because most of them would be melting onto the plastic. I would say that pretty much half the
lights were melted.
But we would always have a good chuckle. It was probably one of the most special
times. I would spend the night. Grammy would tell me some pretty good
war time stories.
It was a very special time for me.
It reminds me of how important traditions are. I am trying to create that now that I
have 2 little girls of my own. I
am trying to create traditions that we have each year. So for us it is putting up the
Christmas tree together.
That is what we do even the first year when my child was
just a baby. We would sit around
and put the ornaments up. Most of
it would be for me. But it is a
special time.
Michael
I am the eldest grandchild of Herbert and Mary Marshall.
I remember when Grammy used to give me back rubs. She would use rubbing alcohol and tell
me stories about the war.
I remember her telling me that she went out partying one
time while she was in France. I
guess it was near the front and she was out drinking with some of the other
nurses. They were being driven
back by some of the soldiers there and because it was wartime, they weren’t
allowed to drive with full headlights.
They couldn’t see the road so well and so they went off the
road and that is how she got a head injury. I remember her telling me that story.
The back rubs she used to give to her patients in the
hospital during the war. I used to
like them and my mom used to give them to me.
I used to always sleep in the room upstairs in the house in
Toronto. It was always in the room
on the right. It had a big tall
bed and it wasn’t very comfortable.
And the room even had one of those pots that people used to pee in.
I think my grandparents and your parents had a real sense of
honor, and commitment to family and values. These are the kinds of things that guide you, and give you
direction in your own life and give you a moral grounding.
I think that is very important for my mother. Because that is obviously where she got
her values. And that is where I
got mine.
The tradition I carry on I like to call the intensity of
grounding that my grandparents had.
Coming here was something we had to do. We had to come. Family is important. It is important to honor them.
We always did something with them every year. There was some trip that was
always the Bryants. Either going
on the house boat on Lake of the Woods, or going to Mexico
One of the last bits of advice that Grampy gave me in 2008
after the global recession. He
told me not to quit my job.
Unfortunately my grandparents couldn’t come up North for my
wedding. Which was in 2010. Instead they watched it on skype.
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Tracey
I am the second eldest grand daughter.
We lived so far away.
We were up in the north. I
think they always made an effort to stay connected. I remember them coming up in the summer a lot of times.
I remember traveling to their place in Toronto. The house and its rooms and the old
beds. The old memorabilia, things
frozen in time. Still to this day
it is very sentimental. I kept the
bed sheets from that room we were talking about.
The bed actually had a big dip in it. It was so old. You slept horribly on it.
Grampa always used to write letters. He would ask me about a boy
friend. Is he a puppy dog? If he was a puppy dog tell him to go
away.
They were always supportive and I think proud. With Grampa he said all I ever want
from you is a painting. If you can
find the time. I don’t remember
what the context was. But the one
I gave them was one of my best paintings.
He was always very supportive of me when I was starting out
in my new home. When I got married
and with my children.
I remember being in art school. There was a phase when I would dye my hair different colors
every other week. I came to visit
them and I had purple hair. I was
also into wearing flea market vintage clothing.
I think Grampa was a little concerned about me being so
colorful. Gramma said, I think you
look very nice.
I also remember Christmas time. I spent Christmas with them one year when I was in
Montreal. I took the train down to
visit them.
Grampa said he had some old Christmas ornaments. They knew that I loved decorating the
tree. And they just sort of sat
there. They had these old
ornaments. Probably that did not
have value but they were so old.
Then they still had the string of lights from the 40’s or
50’s. We had to go through the
lights very carefully, because it was one of those that if one went, they would
all go. And they would also melt
the tree a bit.
I decorated the tree with every old fashioned bulb that they
had. They may have had some new
stuff but we decided to go with an old traditional Christmas. So that was kind of special.
Years later I inherited that box of Christmas ornaments and
it is one of the most special things to me. I have small children so I am very very cautious about
pulling them out because they are all glass.
They are like from Woolworths and some still have the old
price tags. But they are from the
60’s. They are very special to
me. Sometimes I will put one or 2
out.
I remember when Grampa gave them to me when I was visiting
them. I remember Grampa said we
would like to give you those Christmas ornaments. I still remember that Christmas you came up. And Gramma said…..I am not dead
yet.
I had this medieval themed wedding. A lot of family came up for that. It was very special. Grampa was supposed to come up but he
broke his leg. It was devastating
to him and it was devastating to me.
Because we were very close, but Gramma came.
It was probably the last trip that she made up North.
You had to come in medieval costume and it was the hottest
day. It took place on a rock on an
island in the middle of the lake.
You had to come by boat and it was super windy.
There was Gramma, the matriarch of the family. She was all dressed up with a veil, and
a sparkly long gown. She was
always so well dressed. She was as
happy as could be. She had a
really great sense of humor.
Supportive of my arts…..
I had an experimental phase. I came back full circle to being a painter. But there was a phase when I was in
Montreal and I was taking an interdisciplinary degree and I was involved in
theater.
I did a lot of theater design. That particular summer when I graduated I was touring the
fringe circuit with my little company.
And we had a show in Toronto.
Gramma and Grampa said that they would come and see it.
Well I guess they arrived a little late. I was expecting them and had been
waiting out in the lobby.
They didn’t show and I thought, o well darn, things happen.
So I go into the theater and I am actually managing a
projector. I am up in the booth so
I can see everything.
A little later all I see is the door open. I knew the rules of theater that if you
are late for the fringe festival too bad.
You missed the show. It
happened about 15 minutes in and I see the door open a crack. Then I see this head poking in and it
is Grampa.
Then I see this woman being shoved through the door and it
is Gramma. He pushes her in. Then he scurries in and they slink in
together to find a seat.
Then I heard the story afterwards. It was in the Fringe newspaper. Ticket attendant was threatened by an old man with an
umbrella.
I guess they had gotten off at the wrong subway stop and had
to walk that long extra block. So
that was very special.
I asked him late how did he like the show and he was like
well…..I didn’t understand it. But
it looked very nice. I wouldn’t
miss it for the world.
Jennifer
What they instilled in me is if you take a licking and you keep
ticking. No person or event was
going to take you down and define you.
You just to have to keep going.
That was true grit.
That was true strength.
That is a big thing for me.
It is also something I value in other people.
I tend to lean towards people like that. People who are able to keep going.
As they aged, and being there with them. And having a relationship with them as
they aged. Watching as Grampy
broke his femur and Grammy go through a heart attack and then another heart
attack.
Seeing them fight and then get back up. Watching that in them. They never let that get them down. They always got back up afterwards.
Some of the last conversations I had with Grampy were when
he was doing his physio. That was
something he would do whenever I was at the house with him. You have to do my exercises with
me.
2 days before he died, that was it. He was doing his physio. He was not prepared to die. In my opinion when it did happen he was
doing his physio and preparing to move on. That is the strength.
The same with Grammy.
If given the opportunity she would have just kept fighting.
I always promised Grampy that I would do my PHD. He said I had to do it. I had to be Doctor Bennie.
I was concerned when I took on the Masters degree that I
wasn’t doing what he asked me to do.
I was walking with Mom a few weeks ago and I said. I know that he is very very happy with
me doing this Masters and going the business route. That is exactly what he did. He led people.
That is the way that I am going.
I didn’t do the PHD but I did go back to school and I
promised him that.
He would tell me, never lose your nerves. He did this all the way through my
career at Sick kids. Then when I
was at Sunnybrook he would say, never lose your nerve.
I would visit and complain and moan about work. He would just say, don’t back
down. Keep going.
Even Gram to her credit. The last good coherent conversation I had with her. It would have been in October. I said to her, I don’t think I can do
this. I don’t think I can work and
go to school. I think I am going
to lose my mind.
She just said, no, no. You got this.
You got this locked down.
You are going to do it. You
are going to educate yourself.
This is what you are meant to do.
That was thing about them. I would always go to them when I was about to break, and
when I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself. Then I would walk out of the house
thinking…… I got this totally.
That was how they impacted me. When I went to visit I would tell Mom, I am going to charge
my battery. I need a little
battery charge. Right now I don’t
like myself.
Michael Bennie
I don’t know if I see today as a chapter closing. I think that the age that we are now I
feel more like the torch has been passed.
And that it was passed when they were living.
I don’t look at
it as if it were a book where the chapter closes. It is instead a continuous tale. Where you are handing it down to the next generation. I feel that they had passed it on
already.
We saw them quite frequently. It is funny because I think we saw different grandparents
than some of the younger Marshall Grand kids did.
I had a conversation with Adam about how Grampy used to be
very stern and very strict with us.
By the time Adam came along it was all bubble gum and candy. We did see them quite a bit because we
lived so close.
I have all kinds of memories and stories of going to visit
them. Grammy had her garden in the
back and she had all of her plants inside. She was always very willing to talk about that.
I have all the spoons.
I thought it was going to be a fist fight for the spoons. I asked for them and I was the only one
who wanted them. So we have them
at home hung up on the wall in the basement.
I think I wanted the spoons because it was just the memory
of Grammy and asking her…..where is this one from? Then hearing those stories.
It is funny because Shalin and I were down in the basement
just a couple of days ago and she was looking at the spoons and saying…….where
is this one from? Which one is
your favorite?
There is that continuation of that torch story I guess.
I think Grampy was always very supportive. I felt it was a very directive support. So it was, I am supporting you but I
also want to direct you. Once I
made a decision then he was very supportive of that.
The funny thing we talk about getting into teaching with
Grammy and I distinctly remember this.
In my previous career when I went up to the Marshalls and Grammy and
Grampy were there. Grammy was
asking me about work and I was describing it to her and she just said, do you
like it?
And I said no, because I didn’t like what I was doing at the
time. She said, well, do something
else.
It seems like such a simple answer but at the time I was,
oh…..okay.
So that helped me champion the idea of going on and being a
teacher. The timing was
perfect. They were always there
when the time was right. When you needed
them.
They were world travelers. For me that was the most amazing kind of thing. It seems like they were retired the
whole time that I have been alive.
It is inspirational the things that they have done in their
retirement years. The thing that I
always think of and take away from them is their desire to set up future
generations for success. And that
is something that we are doing with our kids. In terms of making sure that there is a support system for
them. I think I learned that from
them, Grammy and Grampy.
Adam
I am the youngest grandchild of Grammy Marshall.
The other grandchildren tell me I definitely got the more
light hearted side of the grand parents.
They never yelled. They
never argued. They always treated
me like I was super special.
They used to take me on walks in the forest (behind our
house in Gormley) and Grampy used to put me on his shoulders. We would go looking for tigers and
lions. They used to walk me. I am not sure if Brianna joined us or
not.
At one point he showed me how to make a whistle. That was something he would do quite
often. We would find a nice piece
of wood when we walked and then we would make a whistle.
He basically told me that he had gotten a real good feeling
about Hilary. It was if he knew
that she was the one for me.
It didn’t surprise me because I have always taken the
opinion of my grandparents very seriously. That meant a lot to me when he said it. I had a little bit of a profound
experience.
Over the years just thinking about it. I don’t know if he saw Grammy in her. Or that he saw the values of a
potential life mate in her. That
is what I thought he meant at the time.
She would make a great life long partner.
I am putting effort into everything I do. Staying committed. Finishing things right out to the end
of the task. Something that has
definitely been passed down to me.
Probably from my Grand parents to your generation and then to us.
They both called me little Joe from Kokomo. They always used to bring over
bubblegum for me knowing that I would never spit it out. That I would chew it and then eat
it.
Then I would hear stories about all this gum accumulating in
my tummy because I never spit it out.
I will never forget Grammy’s sweetness. She was so sweet and kind to me all the
time. She was always willing to
put on a pot of tea for me even when I was only 5 or 6 years old. When I don’t think my parents would let
me have any tea or caffeine.
I just hold onto those memories. When we would have a cup of tea and some ginger snaps. We would talk and I would play around
in the garden while she worked in it.
Those are the memories that I am going to hold onto. In their backyard. Grammy enjoying the weather and me just
running around.
Brianna
I am Grammy and Grampy’s youngest grand child.
Before you came I was thinking how spoiled I felt by
them.
I know we all got the same kind of treatment but I definitely felt spoiled by them.
Both attention and gifts. We had family dinners at our house almost every Sunday, and
Gramma and Grampa never came empty handed. They always had something for us.
Grammy would have candies and she would bring me a pair of
slippers. Because I used to steal
her slippers when she came over.
Whenever they took me to visit their friends at fitness, and
even in my high school days when I thought, they have no idea what kind of bad
kid I am they such an enormous sense of pride. They would show me off to their
friends.
The summer I helped them I said for years that that was my
favorite summer. When you are
younger you don’t look at them as people.
You see them as your grandparents and when I stayed with them that
summer. I got to see the dynamic
of their relationship. I got to
really learn about them in a sincere and genuine way.
I was like, o my gosh, they are real people. They have real
things going on. And every day I
showed up Grampa would tell me how beautiful I looked and how pretty my dress
was and Grammy would be the same.
She would peel the skin off my apple. I was like 18. I learned so much about them. I even stayed with Grampy when Grammy
went out east with Aunt Carole-Ann.
I stayed with him overnight.
I could hear him pray every night through his door and it
was something that really got to me.
It was so touching. You
could hear him talk about everyone.
I sat at the top of the stairs and just listened through the
door. It was incredible. It was an amazing experience and when I
left I sent them a card afterwards saying that they were my best friends that
summer.
It happened the summer that Dad moved to Goderich. So there wasn’t anything going on at
our house in Gormley. Mom was
packing. I preferred being with
Grammy and Grampy rather than our house on Preston Lake. I felt sad that we were leaving our
childhood home.
Grammy and Grampy gave me a sense of still being at
home. Even when I moved downtown
after that summer. I tried to get
up there and visit every Thursday for dinner. I just enjoyed my time with them
more know them as human beings.
If my little girl ever asks me about Grammy I would like to
tell her just how brave and strong of a woman she was. Even her telling me her stories about
being in the army. Excuse my
language but she was bad ass.
She was strong and fierce. I always admired that about her.
And Grampy, even though there were times when I thought he
was tough and kind of hard. He was
really a softy. But very
spiritual.
In Grampy I see my Dad all the time now. In certain things he does. I know that my parents will be the same
kind of grand parents. Proud, and
I know my daughter will get spoiled to bits.
Weeks before Grammy passed, she was the first person I told
that I was pregnant. I came from
the hospital where I had my test done.
I went to her because I knew she was having a bad day.
I told her and she choked up and she was so excited. I thought she would keep it a secret
but she ended up telling everybody who called.
So I know how happy and proud they would be. I would like to continue to share
memories of Grammy and Grampy with my own kids.
Tyler
I was in Melbourne.
We had been there for just a couple of months at this point. There was a week when Grampy
couldn’t get a hold of me. Do to
the time difference or do to the job.
I don’t recall why but he sent me an email.
And it read, to my main man. All of a sudden we have lost contact. Known facts regarding your recent path
And it read, to my main man. All of a sudden we have lost contact. Known facts regarding your recent path
1. Your company has recognized your abilities and
given you a promotion.
2.
Christine has learned the hard way that
Australia makes it difficult if not impossible for an immigrant to get a job,
that can easily be filled by a local citizen.
3.
All of this will cause you to rethink your
immediate future. You will decide
to follow the money and keep your eye open for some convicts great grand
daughter.
He then told me he would keep his computer on between 9 and
10 in order for me to try and reach him back.
We skyped weekly.
Him and Grammy would always cozy up to the computer. We would skpe for 15 minutes at a
time.
I always thought that they were proud of me. Having an international job. I always felt that Grampy knew that I
was destined for good things with the job. He always supported me. Made it a lot easier to leave the family.
We pretty much ate the same. Grammy always cooked amazing meals for me. My lamb chops and she would always make
gravy.
I enjoyed the games that Grammy would always play. Mostly card games in front of the
tv. Eating dinner in front of the
tv that was always special. That
is something that we wouldn’t do at home.
We would play a lot of card games and she would have that
bucket of popcorn beside her bed that I always knew was there.
I knew where the scotch mints were as well. Visiting them was always fun. I always enjoyed my time there. It continued on all the time I was in
Toronto working. I visited them
every Tuesday night. I didn’t let
that go to waste.
I was staying with them before I got my apartment and was
going to my first day at my new job. They both wanted to help me get dressed. Which was a
little bit different.
At one point I was in the washroom and I was about to put
some gel in my hair. Grampy came
in and he wanted to help with that so he put a tiny dab of gel in my hair to
make sure that I didn’t over grease up my hair.
But surely it wasn’t enough. It was the size of a pea. That much wasn’t going to do anything.
He had a list of things not to do in the office. The main one that I can recall him
saying was….. don’t have a drink.
I think it was the number one piece of advice.
While everyone else in the room is at a work function and
they are having a drink. Be the
guy that doesn’t.
I think it was his way of more or less telling me to stay in
control. Make sure I have my eye
on every opportunity that came my way.
It was good advice.
Especially in Australia where they drink quite a bit.
My middle name is Elliot and I think it just destined me to
be their favorite. Grammy’s
favorite any way.
Jordan
I am Herb Marshall’s oldest son and Herbert Ansley the 4th.
I have a couple of stories one for each of my
grandparents.
I guess they are
along the lines of just how much pride I had in my grandparents.
I will start with my grandfathers story first.
The whole reason I am a mechanical engineer and the whole
reason I did engineering is because of Grandpa.
He always encouraged me to head in a scientific field. But I think it was more that I just
wanted to be like him more than anything.
I don’t even think that when I first got into engineering
that I even knew what it really was.
I just knew that my grandfather was an engineer, therefore I wanted to
be an engineer.
Fast forward 5 years in my education and we were about to
have our iron ring ceremony. For
which in Canada when you are at the end of your schooling you are presented
with an iron ring. It is to remind
you of poor decisions that engineers have made over the years.
As part of that ceremony we are encouraged to invite someone
special to you. To present you
with that ring. So for this
ceremony I chose my cousin Eric who is also an engineer and also my
Grandfather.
On graduation day there were close to 800 engineering
students graduating. Each one if
they didn’t bring someone had a delegate.
So there were 12 to 14 hundred people in this auditorium.
It is called the iron ring ceremony and it is very guarded
and secretive. There is a thorough
process that goes on.
At the beginning of the ceremony though they chose to
introduce some of the alumni and presenters of rings. I guess at some point and I don’t even remember. I must have filled out a form informing
the organizers that I was bringing my Grandfather.
So any way they are rolling through announcing all the
names. Then they just stop. They project a picture of Grandpa up
and made a little speech about how my grandfather is longest serving engineer
that is in the room. Out of all
the engineers there.
It was something like 50 or 60 years as an engineer. The entire room stood up and gave him a
standing ovation. It was very
touching. I have never felt such
pride for anyone in my entire life.
It was a very special moment for me and I know it was a very
special moment for him as well.
Moving on Grandma.
She used to attend the Remembrance Day ceremonies in the Square after
she and Grandpa moved to Goderich.
If my work accommodated and I was able I would try and get
the time to come down and join her on the bus to go to the ceremony. Or drive her to the ceremony.
I think this must have been 3 or 4 years ago. The ceremony is outdoor in the
Square. There is a beautiful
cenotaph monument. It seems like
the entire town comes out. All the
veterans are dressed up and lined up.
Grandma and I were sitting on the outer edge because she was
wheeling around on that little walker that she had. She couldn’t get too close.
The person leading the ceremony who I think was Alan
Livingston, began to talk about all the sacrifices that all our soldiers and
men and women had made.
Then he started introducing some
of the veterans. At the end of
this he started talking about this one woman who he believed to be the oldest
nurse who served in World War 2.
And introduced my Grandmother who I was standing beside.
I didn’t even know this at the
time. That she carried this
achievement. Again they made her
stand up. The entire crowd gave
her a standing ovation.
It was another incredibly special
moment that I got to share with Grandma.
Everybody is proud of their
grandparents. But to actually feel
the pride in the moment. It was 2
very special moments, that I got to share with my grandparents.
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What a terrific homage to your mom and dad and to their importance in their grandchildren' s lives. Love the pictures and I am really happy that you were able to include the sound bites. I know that this will be a lasting testament and will be passed on to the great grandchildren as part of their history.
Thanks Utpal ❤️
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