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For Mother’s Day - Honoring the Mothers of the Past

Posted by crunchy | April 30, 2008 .

Inspired to delve deeper into the story of her own Mother’s journey to Canada, artist Beverly Tosh began to research and contact women from Canada, New Zealand, England, Australia and the United States.

Five years later this exhibition, soon to be at the Royal Museum of British Columbia in Victoria, honors and recognizes the emotional and physical journeys many of  our Mothers and Grandmothers took because they fell for a soldier, sailor or airman from another country.

The show will be at the museum from May 9 to September 1, 2008.  The Mothers Day weekend will also have  Ms. Tosh hosting illustrated presentations in Clifford Carl Hall, Royal BC Museum from 2:00 - 3:00 pm.

Groups of 15 or more will be given a discount on exhibition admission if booked two business days in advance. For more information regarding discounts and to book your group visit, contact Group Sales at (250) 387-4007 or at rbcm_groups@royalbcmuseum.bc.ca.

My Grandmother was a warbride.   I never met her.   She died of TB when my Mother was young.

She and my Mom came out on the Queen Mary to be reunited with my Grandfather.  Because of the death of my Grandmother, my Mom was sent back to Scotland to be raised by HER Grandmother.

Lives joined and torn apart by the after effects of a horrid war.

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  1. jmb April 30, 2008 4:36 pm

    That was sad for your mother’s dad, who I assumed lived alone in North America. Sounds like an interesting exhibit. For some it is quite easy to move to another country as it was for me, but for others it is incredibly difficult, especially in times gone by. My grandmother and grandfather, in 1907, went from Scotland to Australia with seven children, my Dad the youngest at 7. The journey must have been horrible and seemed interminable to them. What courage must have been needed to leave their families knowing they would never see them again in all likelihood.

    jmbs last blog post..Once an Aussie, Always an Aussie

  2. Vic Grace April 30, 2008 6:43 pm

    What a shame you never met your Grandmother. I only knew one of mine and only for a few years. Unfortunately my boys don’t know my mother either as she died young.

    There are always interesting things to do in Vancouver and it must be nice to get together with others you meet on the blog. Unfortunately we are much to far. I haven’t been visiting very much I must confess as I don’t think I am west coast living just south of Smithers but if that is OK anyway I will be back. I see I am on your blogroll at the blogspot place which I am reinventing. I will put one of your buttons on that blog.

    I appreciate that you have visited me from time to time

    Vic Graces last blog post..Quick trip to Europe

  3. Barbara Doduk May 1, 2008 10:44 am

    I adore my mom. She did her best as a single mom raising two kids. She’s even on Facebook! HAHA My dad’s mom was a bingo lover, sadly she died in 1996. My mom’s mom is hangin’ in, she’s 89. Her birthday is the day after mine so we have often combined our cake eating parties, and she always asks me to trade ages. Sadly Paul’s nana just died a couple of days ago, so his mom had to fly out to England.

    That sounds like a wonderful exhibition.

    Barbara Doduks last blog post..TT15: 13 Words

  4. […] up the post about the upcoming War Bride Exhibit, my own Mom decided to share with us, the story of how HER mom and dad […]

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  6. Nanacrunch May 5, 2008 12:24 pm

    Thank you JMB for your kind comments about my war bride mother’s story. My dad is alive and well age 93. He did remarry after a few years and has two sons by that marriage, my half brothers, whom I didn’t meet until they were 16 and 18 years of age when they visited me with my dad in Scotland.