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First Trip to Father's Hometown
My father Leslie Edgar Simpson Smith was born in Askam-In-Furness at Greenscoe Cottages in 1902 and he passed away in Canada in 2003. My grandfather William Smith was also born in Askam in the Vulcan Hotel which his father and mother, Hezekiah Cook Smith, and Hannah Simpson Smith ran. My two sisters and myself came there in May of 2004 to see where dad came from and met the now owners of the Vulcan Hotel. We tried to find the graves of my great grandfather, Hezekiah and my dad's baby sister Myrtle Smith. The church cemetery was very overgrown, probably from the winter, so we walked around and talked to a few people and looked for my Aunt Ivy and Uncle Tom's house on 5 School Street. The library was closed so couldn't get in to see if there was any memory things on the Smiths and Simpsons such as the beautiful stone wall my grandfather and his uncle, Joe Simpson, built. We had a nice warm day there and... Read more
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James S Blair And Son Ltd
my great grandfather was James Simpson Blair who had his business in Dalton and celebrated his 100yrs in the 1990s. Does anyone remember it or is there any family out there. I am writting about him for college and need help, thanks.
The Roxy Commissionaire
My great great uncle must have been well known to many a Daltonian. His name was Jonty Harper and he was commissionaire at the Roxy picture house in Market Street. He is believed to have been quite a stern man and didn't appreciate anyone getting in without paying. If anyone else can add to this it would be nice to hear your memories of him.
The Holborn Hill Evacuee.
The view is looking over Holborn Hill towards Black Combe. Holborn Hill is old Millom, the new part of Millom was built when iron ore was discovered in 1855 at Hodbarrow and the iron works was built and Hodbarrow mines opened. It then became a prosperous town with a population rising to 10,000 people. My memory is of Holborn Hill and a five year old girl who was evacuated there at the beginning of the war. She arrived at Millom station from Dartford after having a rough time at an evacuee collection centre. She was taken to live with a family in Holborn Hill.
The little girl was called Betty Sherwood and in later years, she was now married, had tried to trace her wartime family. She and her husband had travelled from Yorkshire, where she now lived, to Millom to find them. Unfortunately she could not remember many details of the house she stayed at or the family name only that she had had many happy years... Read more
The Old Co-Op.
I was born in Market Street in 1939. Later, because of the war, my mum left me in Millom for my grandad and grandma Kirby to look after me. Mum went back to be with my dad in heavily bombed Manchester. I spent the war years here and they were very happy years. After the war I went back to Manchester, but came back to Millom for all my school holidays. Wellington Street was a nice shopping street and I used to go to the Co-op with my grandad and grandma and watch money catapulted from the counter across the shop to the office and then the return journey of our change and divi book. We used to go to the Co-op bakery just as the newly baked bread had come out of the ovens each day (just like mother used to bake). We would take the bread home and my grandma would cut me a thick crust and spread butter on it. That taste cannot be repeated these days.... Read more
St Georges Church Millom
This is the church where my grandma and grandad Kirby are buried. We recently visited the churchyard to place a wooden memorial cross on their grave. My friend of the 40's Norman Benson made the cross and had a brass name plate made to go on it. He often visited my grandparents when he lost his parents. Norman,his sister Vera, my sister Pam,her husband Bill and my wife Barbara and I were there to see the present vicar kindly say prayers over the grave after the cross was in position. My grandad and grandma were liked and well known in Millom. The church itself was built about 1875 and has a memorial window dedicated to Norman Nicholson the writer and poet. He used to go to worship in this church. I as a boy remember him leaving his house on St Georges Terrace to go for a walk, then suddenly return to scribble notes about things he had thought of for a book or poem.
My Childhood
This mill is owned by my Aunt and Uncle. I spent many happy holidays up in Beckside and will always have fond memories of the beautiful old mill. Although I was always scared of the "ghosts"! This photo is before my time though, I wasn't born until 1977.
