|Me and Dom. Waiting for bags |
at Halifax Airport. Tired.
Here are some things I learnt while I was there.
1. Halifax is a beautiful city.
2. People from Halifax are called Haligonians.
3. Haligonians are the nicest people in the entire world.
|Display along the waterfront.|
|A model of the Niobe. This was ship|
that Alf Bond was on.
I had read lots beforehand but the exhibits brought it to life. A hundred years ago, upon hearing about a fire in the docks, everyone went to their windows to watch. (Just as we'd all do now.) When the fire reached the munitions store and the explosion happened (9.04am) the shattered windows across the city meant hundreds of people were blinded by the glass. As a result, the Halifax explosion led to changes in care for those with vision impairment across Canada. Details like that were new to me. It was also fascinating to see primary sources from the actual ship that Alf was on at the time - the Niobe. Actual photos for real. All so fascinating. And then of course there were the other people in the museum.
|My Dad and Mary. Their |
Dads were on the Niobe.
|The Bond family contingent |
as snapped by professionals!
That and more photos here.
|The bell from Alf's ship.|
There were many other highlights of the day. Hearing a poem from the parliamentary poet laureate - George Elliott Clarke; signing the Book of Remembrance that will be placed in a time capsule until 2067; realising with a weird pride that Alf would have spent his next few days in Halifax helping search for people in the rubble - possibly even saving some lives? Who knows? His diary is fairly blank until he leaves Halifax a week later. All the uninjured survivors - particularly those stationed on the boats - were tasked in starting the clean-up operation. I can't imagine it being anything other than horrific.
|Dad signing the |
Book of Remembrance.
|Dad looking at the |
waterfront. As predicted.
|John from the Archives Office, |
with Mum and Dad.
Have a lovely week, folks.