tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67481763338111792562024-02-21T09:24:58.766-08:00Vancouver SpooksParanormal InvestigationsVSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-3104832771456185252023-03-26T13:51:00.001-07:002023-03-26T13:51:12.039-07:00 History Walks in Vancouver with James Johnstone - April 2023<p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hello Friends,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">History Walks in Vancouver is back in April 2023!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://historywalksinvancouver.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">History Walks in Vancouver</a> - BlogSpot</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once again, Kati Ackermann (of VSPI) is co-hosting History-Ghost Walks with James Johnstone, historian & house genealogist </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sunday, April 16 @ 10am - East Hastings at Heatley / 2-3 hour walk / Cost $40/person / Limited space.<br /><a href="http://historywalksinvancouver.blogspot.com/p/1890s-era-cva-photo-of-east-end-taken.html" target="_blank">History-Ghost Walk #1</a><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sunday, April 23 @ 10am - corner of Ramur Ave and Malkin (near Cottonwood Community Gardens) / 2-3 hour walk / Cost $40/person / Limited space.<br /><a href="http://historywalksinvancouver.blogspot.com/p/this-new-east-end-itinerary-was.html" target="_blank">History-Ghost Walk #2</a><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uUJYyMVmnksoNgMOgX1LzuPmywYk_ymjkHVAmIP3NLcYQMkZUChJu_igxb10V0syGVjtxg7ThTx6-3KO_WoeudMzQtdO3r1MdD9p2pi_IV_G07tKt7ct92DiCseBu6e8p9CaJfhG1r0Lbx3bzEpPPaJ2ZNt0vrujUqm6BH1db-ihasOmndHlbJmc/s1079/Strathcona%20House.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1074" data-original-width="1079" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uUJYyMVmnksoNgMOgX1LzuPmywYk_ymjkHVAmIP3NLcYQMkZUChJu_igxb10V0syGVjtxg7ThTx6-3KO_WoeudMzQtdO3r1MdD9p2pi_IV_G07tKt7ct92DiCseBu6e8p9CaJfhG1r0Lbx3bzEpPPaJ2ZNt0vrujUqm6BH1db-ihasOmndHlbJmc/w391-h390/Strathcona%20House.jpg" width="391" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;">As Intuitive, Kati reads the "Spirit" energy of the houses/buildings, while James brings its history alive.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />These walks are fantastic.<br />Not only do you learn about some of the oldest communities in Vancouver; you get to meet the past in a wonderful 2-3 hour walk while learning about the people that first called the area "home", as well as discovering the spiritual side. You'll learn about the types of dwellings that first stood on the land, and hear of the history involved that made Vancouver a city people were drawn to.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">If you are interested, please book immediately as there is a limit of space available. These walks are fantastic for your morning exercise regime. Ensure you wear comfy shoes, bring a bottle of water to keep you hydrated, a snack or two.. and note, there are no washroom breaks, so be prepared. Come rain/shine.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">To book, email <a href="mailto:historywalks@gmail.com">historywalks@gmail.com</a> - you can pay the fee at the Walk or email transfer it to James.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hope to see you there!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sincerely, your friend as always,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Kati</span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">PS: James Johnstone also hosts other History Walks (see the BlogSpot link), which I recommend. He's fantastic at bringing the stories of the heritage areas alive. Check it out and book quickly.</span></p>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-895638163334707292020-04-28T08:21:00.001-07:002020-04-28T08:21:27.196-07:00The Terrified Drug Addict.. (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today I bring you the case of a young Vancouver born man, who lost his way as a teenager, and could not pull himself out from the darkness. Why, we may never understand; but then do we ever understand the choices troubled teenagers make?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This is our twenty-fourth blog about the 49+ convicts buried at the once hidden B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery, nicknamed "Boot Hill" by the inmates, in New Westminster, B.C. The cemetery was actively used between 1913-1967, as a sacred spot for deceased convicts whose families did not claim their bodies. It has always thought to be "haunted" by the inmates of the Pen; and countless people have reported unexplained occurrences from black orbs to voices calling out, shadow figures along the tree lines, and eerie feelings while on the property. This small acre is now accessible to the public, after a face lift replaced the old stone markers with newer ones, and a plaque describing who is lying beneath the soft sod has been displayed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #9880 - Leonard McCarty</b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy of Find A Grave - Photo by Herbert Rickards (2007)<br />Grave found middle of last row on east side.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard McCarty was born November 24, 1927, in Vancouver, B.C. to parents of Irish descent.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His mother, Lily Nichols, was born to Samuel <i>(a labourer-fisherman)</i> and Clara Nichols who lived in the Mount Pleasant area of the city on March 21, 1895. The Nichols travelled to Vancouver from Newfoundland just before 1891.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the young age of 17, Lily married Donald Elmer McCarty, a streetcar conductor from Ontario. Donald was 24 years old. They were married in the city, Donald a Presbyterian and Lily a Methodist, on the 29th of June, 1911.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1936, on February 16, Lily McCarty passed away at Essondale <i>(now known as Riverview Hospital in Coquitlam, B.C.)</i>; the reason is unknown. She was 40 years young. Leonard was just 8 years old, the new world before him; now without his mom.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Essondale was called the "Hospital for the Mind" when it first opened in 1913, a Canadian mental health facility; but later was named in honour of Dr. Henry Esson Young, the Provincial Secretary and Minister of Education who was also responsible for managing the hospital. Lily may have stayed at East Lawn, which was the Female Chronic Unit <i>(opened in 1930 - capacity for 675 patients)</i>. The majority of hospital units were closed by 2012 <i>(East Lawn closed in 2005)</i> when the provincial government brought about change to mental health care services. Due to the Information and Protection of Privacy Act, most records are restricted. For more information about Essondale, you can visit it's blogspot: </span><a href="http://essondale.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">http://essondale.blogspot.com/</span></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Donald <i>(occupation: motorman for B.C. Hydro)</i> was the father of eight. He was born to Albert McCarthy and Emma Sneath, both Canadians, on March 12, 1887, in Simcoe, Ontario. His death certificate <i>(1969)</i> indicated he had been in B.C. since 1909, and was a motorman until April 1, 1952.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was not long after Lily's death that Donald Elmer McCarty remarried. Marion Hadley <i>(nee Armstrong)</i>, a widowed nurse, took Donald's hand in marriage on the 31st of July, 1937.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Researching Leonard's siblings, we found the following information:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Sister</u>: Lilian - was born in 1914. What has become of her is unknown.<br /><u>Sister</u>: Rosie - unknown birth year. What has become of her is unknown.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Sister</u>: Clara <i>(married)</i>, born on September 9, 1911, and passed away in Detroit, Michigan, U.S.A. on June 22, 1953.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Brother</u>: Wilfred - born 1917, and passed away in Vancouver, B.C. at the age of two on September 13, 1919.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Brother</u>: Douglas Roy <i>(single)</i>, born on March 4, 1925, passed away in Essondale on April 24, 1976, due to inflammation of the lungs, resulting from a lung infection. His death certificate also indicated a spread of cancer in both his kidneys.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Brother</u>: Albert Elmer<i> (married)</i>, born on January 16, 1918, died in a motor vehicle accident <i>(he failed to stop at a stop sign, then was struck by a tanker truck)</i> on August 13, 1986. His wife, Rose May Bish, was in the vehicle and died of multiple injuries.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Brother</u>: Ernest Cecil, born on August 6, 1920, died due to a form of lung cancer on March 17, 1998.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Sister</u>: Neva Irene <i>(widowed)</i>, born on October 8, 1915, passed away in Qualicum Beach on July 20, 2006.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard was the baby brother of the McCarty clan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">1944 was a year in Vancouver which brought constant update in the newspapers about WW2 and D-day invasion in June. The Canadian Military were using Kitsilano Beach for their landing exercises <i>(off limits to people taking photographs)</i>; woman still held wartime industrial jobs; and Jack Benny <i>(famous American comedian)</i> arrived to perform his radio show with his New York cast in tow; the city adopted Odessa, Ukraine as it's sister city; the first child care centre for children of soldiers was set up; "contact lenses" arrived; newer and tighter rationing of gasoline began; and a forest fire swept down Black Mountain <i>(West Vancouver)</i> and stopped 300 yards off Eagle Harbour; while North Vancouver City pulled out of receivership <i>(started in 1933 due to Great Depression)</i>. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">1944 was also the year of Leonard's first violation. He was 17 years young.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - The Province, pg02 (Dec.22, 1944)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard was charged with two burglary counts, theft of a vehicle and retaining stolen property. His case was held over to the following month, January 1945. Standing before Judge Lennox, he was acquitted of the breaking and entering charges, yet convicted of four counts of retaining stolen goods. The Judge declared Leonard and two others as a "bad trio", and held them until January 19th for sentencing. In the end, Leonard was sentenced to six months </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">in Oakalla jail.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver<br />Sun, pg13 (Jan.13, 1945)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oakalla Prison was built in 1912, and known as a working farm, with it's own livestock, vegetable gardens and dairy. The popular view was to reform prisoners through farm work and teaching them trades. By 1950's it was overcrowded, with a population well over 1000. Over its years of operation, Oakalla was one of the most notorious prisons in Canada. It's doors were closed in 1991. During it's operation, more than 890 escapes were documented, several full scale riots occurred, and the prison carried out 44 official hangings <i>(executions)</i>. I would think that young offenders experienced all types of fear entering the prison for their first time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not a year later, Leonard received charges of attempted theft of an auto. He pled guilty, and was sentenced to another six months in jail </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(possibly Oakalla)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> of hard labour by Judge H.S. Wood.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was apparent Leonard was making bad choices in his life. He had been caught with two others, as before, indicating he hadn't acted alone. Was he being led by others or was he the one doing the leading? We will never know. Were Leonard's actions due to the impact of losing his mother and trying to adjust to a step-mother at a young age? It's a possibility.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His address, when researched through the B.C. Directories, indicated he had been living with his father.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By September 1946, Leonard's appeal was before the courts. It was dismissed and his conviction stood. He was not quite 19 years of age.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Times Colonist, pg15 (Sep.13, 1946)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Two years later, in 1948, Leonard was sent to jail for a third occurrence; this time for vagrancy and assault of L. J. Hill.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg15<br />(Dec.07, 1948)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard now resorted to more violent acts. Assault was a serious offence. His sentences ran concurrently, and therefore we can assume he wasn't released until December 1949. This type of action speaks to me of desperation, and possibly drug addiction. He was just 21 years young, and already aware of prison life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br />I attempted to locate records of L. J. Hill and found one interesting document which indicated a Lauri John Hill <i>(born 1898 in Dawson, Yukon)</i> drowned in False Creek due to intoxication<i> (level of .27)</i> in 1961. He fell into the waters, unable to save himself, and died of suffocation. There is no proof this is the person Leonard assaulted, but it is an interesting fact. Lauri was the only L. J. Hill I could locate in provincial records.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once Leonard was released, it is believed he lived on the streets. This was confirmed at his next conviction, which was a few days after his release. Leonard was back in front of a Judge.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - The Province, pg24 (Dec.24, 1949)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg02 (Jan.20, 1950)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun,<br />pg01 (Jan.23, 1950)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Of course, the newspapers gave conflicting evidence. One stated Leonard had not lived at his father's home for some time, while the other indicated the address as his home. Regardless, we know Leonard was out on the streets and found himself in the Queens Rooms, 206 Main Street <i>(at Powell, the building no longer exists)</i>. The Rooms were of the Queens Hotel and Cafe, which popped up in the city directories in 1910. The area, one of the busiest in Vancouver, B.C., often found in the newspapers due to the amount of illegal ongoings such as murders, thefts, drugs and so on. Today, the area is part of Chinatown and remains a neighbourhood riddled with crime.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard had resorted to violence in the robbery. It certainly showed a new trend of survival in his life. Was he not fit to find a job? Was he lazy or unable to clear his mind enough to make an effort to go straight? The news articles do not tell us of his demeanour or reasons for his crimes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The victim, a man from China, had travelled to Canada in 1915 <i>(most likely to work and send money home)</i>, worked as a millworker <i>(34 years old)</i> who was visiting the city on a break from his employment at Youbou, B.C. <i>(a small logging town on Vancouver Island)</i>. Lung Yung Shung, unfortunately, passed away in 1962 due to a lung infection and congestive heart failure. He had been 70 years old, married, and had become a Canadian citizen years ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With Leonard's conviction we learn he was sentenced to serve his time at the B.C. Penitentiary, also known as "The Pen". He had arrived at the "big time". The men of "The Pen" were serious hardened criminals and Leonard would have to be careful if he wanted to make it through his term.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Directly after his release from prison, in November 1951, Leonard being no stranger to crime and trouble, was sentenced on drug offences. Little did he know he was being investigated by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police <i>(aka RCMP)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Records from the RCMP, April 1951-March 1952, indicate that in B.C. alone over 593 cases were investigated, and nationwide led to 411 convictions. B.C. was leading the charge with the number of cases, which may be largely due to the opium epidemic of the times.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver News-Herald,<br />pg03 (Nov.10, 1951)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Drug use in the late 1940's to late 1950's was heavily monitored by the RCMP narcotics division. It was almost impossible to go unnoticed. Minimum sentences of six months were handed out to first time users, with two year sentences to repeat offenders. Steady users often spent more time in jail than out of it. A thesis written in 2000, by a University student <i>(PhD Graduate, Catherine Carstairs)</i>, stated most users were of broken homes, violent backgrounds, limited opportunities and poverty. It goes on to state that young people were attracted to the "street culture" because of heroin and it's </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"powerful and exciting act of definances as well as a way of forging community, forgetting problems and creating identity"</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard received a sentence of six months, plus two months or $200 fine. This landed him in jail at least until the summer of 1952. It makes sense to what was going on in his previous convictions, using theft and violence to find a way to live. We may assume he'd become addicted to drugs earlier on, at first finding it euphoric and fun, until he was caught. Then it became a habit he could not get out of.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is noted, in a newspaper report from 1960, that on September 28, 1954, Leonard was sentenced to two years for "retaining stolen goods". I could not locate any article or document confirming this conviction; however, there was an article in the Vancouver Sun newspaper dated September 13, 1954, which indicated three men were charged with the crime. There had been an increase of breaking and entering cases accompanied by an impressive arrest record. Certainly, as we know Leonard had been convicted of stolen goods previously <i>(1945)</i>, we can make the assumption that McCarty may have been caught and sentenced. We have to consider his drug use and time on the streets, as well as people he associated himself with.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The conviction would put Leonard in prison until mid-1956, when news once again centered around the young man.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver News-Herald, pg03<br />(Jul.20, 1956)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The surprising fact about this news article describes Leonard as a logger. Had he finally found himself work? Had he tried to clean up and go straight? Or was this just an occupation he gave himself? When did he have time to become a logger, as the records showed convictions after conviction without much time in between?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The address provided at 615 Alexander Street, is now a cement building housing small businesses; however, back in the 1950's it was a rooming house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Due to his previous drug conviction, the RCMP were sure to have kept tabs on him. I could not find an article announcing the ruling of a sentence; however, according to the thesis, a conviction could run from six months to two years. I would say the latter, two years, is what Leonard would have received, which put his release around August 1958.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's not surprising that in 1959, Leonard narrowly escaped charges of possessing a dangerous weapon <i>(sawed-off shotgun)</i>, yet is found guilty of drug charges.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg14<br />(Apr.04, 1959)</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg06<br />(Apr.14, 1959)</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - The Province, pg21<br />(Apr.14, 1959)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard McCarty was sentenced to serve two years in the B.C. Penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The number of convicts in the B.C. Penitentiary had nearly doubled from 365 in March 1946, to 692 in March 1956; and by 1956, two more dormitories had been completed to house 50 inmates each. Fred Cummins became the new warden in 1955, and was looking for innovative ways to improve the old prison; but within a few years, the numbers continued to increase and soon outgrew the additional accommodations. An overcrowded prison was not a safe place. Although the prison transferred convicts to other penitentiaries across Canada, the numbers kept increasing. In 1958, a pre-release system was tried out, where long term prisoners were given day passes hoping they'd return each evening. This program was deemed a success, and if it continued would lead to their ultimate release. Then in 1959, two convicts were witnessed near the farm piggery, and after a couple of rounds were shot off by a prison guard, they escaped. This led to the discovery of how convicts would get drugs into the grounds. They'd agree on a spot where drugs would be thrown over the high walls by someone on the outside, and later, would go pick them up.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For example, a guard found a baseball in the exercise yard, which had been hollowed out and replaced with small packages of drugs labeled for certain inmates. Once the inmates were released into the yard, they would search for items that contained the contraband. Of course this led to a "spring cleaning" project of the complex. Inmates were smart, but prison guards were always keeping an eye on them and their not so ingenious ways to smuggle drugs in.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy New Westminster Archives - Aerial of B.C. Penitentiary (1982)<br />Item no. IHP9391, ID-45971 </span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On July 3, 1960, Leonard was found hanging by a bedsheet in his cell. He left a suicide note in his shirt pocket addressed to a "Bill" <i>(we do not know who that is)</i>:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><i>"Look Bill, before I leave this world, I'm going to tell it to you straight. Go ahead and laugh, but I'm quite sure I'm no stoolie. I know, I'm just about out of my head. And I also know that when I first went to the hole, I was sick. And I do like Dor. I always have, but I am sort of embarrassed to sit with Dor or anyone else on account of myself, nobody else. So now you have a fair idea why I started staying by myself. You have had an opportunity to stand beside me. I guess it wasn't very pleasant. Well, Bill, you know what the rest of it is. So tell Dor that I am very sorry for any embarrassment I have caused her, and she did have guts to help me. And furthermore I guess I have just about embarrassed the whole place. .. Hay (PS) - When I gave Dor that weed I didn't know that there was anything wrong with it. I like Dor."</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An inquest ruled his death "asphyxia brought on by strangulation". It had been suspected that Leonard was ostracized by a group of drug addicted prisoners, and at his own request was sent to solitary confinement for nine months <i>(began September 1959) </i>out of fear for his safety.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On June 24th he asked the Warden to be returned to the general population.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On July 3rd a prison guard testified to have found Leonard McCarty hanging dead in his cell at 8pm. Just an hour prior, Leonard had asked for something to help him sleep and was provided a "triple bromide" from the prison hospital. The drug was a combination of ammonium, potassium and sodium bromides <i>(historically used to control epilepsy)</i>, and was once used as an anticonvulsant and sedative.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On July 7, 1960, Leonard McCarty <i>(age 32 and described as the 'friendliest addict' although 'terrified')</i> was laid to rest in the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery, which is situated west of the prison walls and across a ravine. Family did not claim his remains. His stone, with the number 9880 carved into it, can be found in the middle of the last row on the east side of the small acre.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Leonard's father, Donald, died nine years later in October 1969, of a heart attack.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes the story of our convict. Remember, when visiting the cemetery to please respect those interred no matter of their crime(s).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #5448 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>23) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/05/sentenced-to-life-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #5920 - George Sydney Williams</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Sources</u>: newspapers.com; BC Archives - Genealogy; British Colonist; Ancestry.ca; Google Maps; BC City Directories - VPL; VPL.ca; City of Vancouver Archives; RCMP Archives; National Library of Canada; CollectionsCanada.gc.ca (thesis by Catherine Carstairs - 'Hop Head' and 'Hypes': Drug Use, Regulation and Resistance in Canada, 1920-1961); RCMP Reports; UBC Open Sessions; "Four Walls in the West" - by Jack David Scott; BC Government-Corrections; Essondale Blogspot; "The Chuck Davis History of Metropolitan Vancouver" - by Chuck Davis.</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-44954198459729562862019-05-27T18:07:00.000-07:002019-05-27T18:07:02.314-07:00Sentenced to Life... (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today I bring you the story of a man who was sentenced to life, released after 18+ years; then found himself in prison again. This is our twenty-third blog about the 49+ convicts buried at the once hidden B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery for many decades, nicknamed "Boot Hill" by the inmates, in New Westminster, B.C.. the cemetery was used between 1913-1967, as a sacred spot for the deceased convicts who's family did not claim their bodies. It has always thought to be "haunted" by the inmates, and countless paranormal groups have reported unexplained happenings from black orbs to voices calling out. The small acre is now accessible to the public, after a face lift replacing the old stones with newer ones, and a plaque describing who is laying beneath the soft sod.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #5920 - George Sydney Williams</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Sydney Williams was born on January 29, 1882, in Haldimand County, Ontario.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His father, Isham <i>(born 1852, Haldimand Township),</i> was married to Emma Jane <i>(born in 1859, Ontario)</i>. George was one of 9 children, all of whom were born in the Canadian province of Ontario, and are now deceased.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I found a record of his birth:</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ancestry.ca - Birth Records of Haldimand Township<br />(Jan.29, 1882)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Canadian Census of 1891, indicated the Williams' children were raised under Baptist beliefs, even though their mother was a Methodist.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It also indicated that Isham's father <i>(a farmer)</i> was American; while his mother was of English decent, and immigrated to Canada before 1848. Researching further, Isham's family line goes back to Jamaica and Wales.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Emma's father was American; while her mother was of English decent, and immigrated to Canada in 1842.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Northumberland County, in which Alnwick-Haldimand Township is situated, lays on the north side of Lake Ontario, and east of the city of Toronto. It is home of the Mississauga Ojibwas of Alderville First Nations, who returned in the early 19th Century and settled in the area they had inhabited 300 years earlier.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The county was first settled by United Empire Loyalists fleeing from the 13 British American Colonies <i>(who declared independence in 1776 & formed U.S.A.)</i> in 1791. Following the war of 1812, European immigrants began arriving on steamers. Alnwick-Haldimand Townships were formed in the 1790's. The Loyalists were attracted to the area due to large unencumbered land grants. Agriculture became the main source of income in the region; from grain, milk, and livestock, to vineyards and apple farms.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Williams family settled in the area, and in the 1901 Canadian Census, described George's father as a "blacksmith". All 9 children are indicated as living at home, including George's mother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1911, George's sister, Gladys, dies. She was 16 years of age.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1920, circumstances changed for George. He had moved to the Province of Alberta, near Drumheller, employed by the City as a Labourer. There was coal mining in the area; and the below newspaper described him as a miner. When the news of George's arrest was announced </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(under the name of "Sydney")</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, it spread across the country quickly, for his crime carried with it a sentence of Life Imprisonment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1920, the Canadian Law clearly stated: </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"[Carnal knowledge.] </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">7. Carnal knowledge is complete upon penetration to any, even the slightest degree, and even without the emission of seed. 55-56 V., c. 29, s. - 266. [Carnally knowing girl under fourteen years.] 301. Everyone is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to imprisonment for life, and to be whipped, who carnally knows any girl under the age of fourteen years, not being his wife, whether he believes her to be of or above that age or not."</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> (from the 1920 Criminal Code R.C.S. 1906).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above newspaper article indicates George was "cool" during his entire trial and testified on his own behalf. He was under suspicion of a "revolting crime against a little girl, five years of age", as the paper explained. George was found guilty.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Newspapers across the country brought the story to Canadians within a day of George's sentence. Above are two articles. One from September 1920, announcing that miners are needed in the Drumheller district. Could this have attracted George to the area? In the 1901 Census, George, at the age of 19, indicates he was not employed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The second article was printed in the Vancouver Sun <i>(British Columbia)</i>; however, similar articles were found in the Saskatoon Daily <i>(Saskatchewan)</i>, Montreal Gazette <i>(Quebec)</i>, the Free Press <i>(London, Ontario)</i> and Windsor Star <i>(Ontario)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The crime of Carnal Knowledge was a brutal one, and still is today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Sydney Williams' sentence sent him to the Prince Albert Penitentiary in Saskatchewan. Below is the Canada Census of 1921 which confirmed his fate.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - 1921 Canada Census, Prince Albert Penitentiary</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As luck has it, I found an index of inmates from the Penitentiary dated in 1923. George was listed as prisoner #2575, carpenter, sentenced on October 07, 1920 and received at the prison on May 22, 1923. I do not know why it says he's received 1.5 years later, as the Census from 1921 confirmed he was incarcerated at the prison.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - List of Inmate crimes 1923, pg 02</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy HistoricPlaces.ca - Prince Albert Penitentiary</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Prince Albert Penitentiary, or the Saskatchewan Penitentiary, was opened May 15, 1911, and built on a former site of a Residential School run by the Anglican Church of Canada. It is still operating today, with five of it's structures designated as Heritage Buildings. It's a clustered institution with minimum to maximum facilities plus a mental health unit, and is walled on 20 acres of land. It has a capacity to house approximately 700 inmates in total today. Like most institutions, it has had its share of riots, reported abuse and so on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the Canada Census of 1926, George was listed in the Manitoba Penitentiary at Rockwood, known as Stony Mountain Institution. This confirmed he had been transferred. For what reason, perhaps overcrowding, or a fight? We just don't know.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy CBC.ca - Stony Mountain Penitentiary</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Stony Mountain Institution <i>(Federal Penitentiary)</i>, is located 24 kms north of Winnipeg, Manitoba. This institution has been operational since January 1877. It is Canada's oldest federal prison still working today. The administration building, constructed between 1931-1947, is designated as a Heritage Building. In 1962, the Rockwood Institution was constructed adjacent to the old buildings. It serves as a medium-security facility. The institutions can house approximately 800 inmates in total.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While serving his sentence, George's father passed away in 1935 in Northumberland County, Ontario; and his mother passed away in 1938 in the same County.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In August 1939, George Sydney Williams was released after serving 18 years, 10 months and 9 days. He traveled to Vancouver, B.C. to set up home. His brother, Wallace Williams had moved from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan in 1940, retired from the Canadian Pacific Railroad service. I could not be sure if they wanted to be close to one another, or it was just a coincidence. Wallace was George's older brother <i>(born 1878)</i>, and certainly may have been a mentor. However, this was not confirmed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1944, George's brother Charles passed away at the age of 65.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I found George living in Richmond, B.C. by 1945 as a labourer. One newspaper report indicated he lived in the Steveston area.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was the municipality <i>(now designated a city due to it's rapid growth)</i> in which I grew up in the 1960's to 1970's. Once filled with blueberry and cranberry farms, and home to a large fishing community <i>(Steveston)</i>; it is now a thriving city <i>(designated in 1990)</i>. Richmond sits on Lulu and Sea Islands at the mouth of the Fraser River. The Coast Salish bands were known to have set up temporary camps to fish and collect berries; and were reported to have had villages in the Steveston and Sea Island areas. The first European Settlers in the 1860's were farmers. The delta soil was rich for agriculture.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As a child, I remember the dykes that were created to assist with the farming. This, of course, could not have been easy in the late 1800's to develop. Blueberry picking was a chore, but a great summer job to earn a bit of cash in the pocket so I could enjoy rollerskating at the local rink. Farms were everywhere back then; but now the Islands have changed, and manufacturing, service and technological industries have taken over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Sydney Williams was once again in court facing charges of "indecent assault" on a 12 year old boy on March 31st. On May 1st, George elected for a jury trial when he appeared in the County Court. The trial was remanded to the summer assizes, later in the month.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He was found guilty and sentenced to 2 1/2 years in the penitentiary. As luck would have it, I found the Penitentiary Reception Card, which helps to explain a few details for us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Information on his Reception Card provides us with details:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">1) Date of Crime - March 31, 1945 <i>(Orig. 1920)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">2) Date of Conviction - May 25, 1945 / </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Original Conviction - October 07, 1920</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">3) Date of Admission: July 17, 1945</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">4) Nature of Offence: 1) Assault with intent to commit sodomy; 2) Wicket of Leave Violator <i>(on original sentence, Calgary, Alberta. LIFE for Carnal Knowledge)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">5) Term each Offence: 1) 2 1/2 years; 2) LIFE <i>(being remanet of original LIFE Sentence dated October 07, 1920 at Calgary Alberta for Carnal Knowledge)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">6) Concurrent or Consecutive - Consecutive</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">7) Number of Previous Convictions - 1</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">8) Time Served in Penitentiaries - 18 yrs. 10 mos. 9 days</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">9) Time Served in Reformatories - none</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">10) Time Served in Gaols - 2 mos. 18 days</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">11) Total Time Served - 19 yrs. 0 mos. 27 days</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">12) Urban or Rural pursuit - Urban</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">13) Name of Municipality - Steveston, B.C.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">14) Was Convict ever in Asylum - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">15) Was Convict ever in Feeble-minded Institution - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">16) Was Convict ever in Tuberculosis Hospital - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">17) Was Convict ever inmate of any other Non-Penal Institution - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">18) Is Convict Normal or Abnormal Mentally - Normal</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">19) Physical defects if any - Nil</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">20) Does Convict use Alcohol, if so, how - Temperate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">21) Does Convict use Drugs - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">22) Was Convict employed at the time of Crime - Yes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">23) If unemployed, state period prior to Crime - "not answered"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">24) {cannot make this out} - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">25) {cannot make this out} at time of Crime - Odd Job Carpenter</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">26) {cannot make this out} - Construction</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">27) Earnings when last Employed - $0.90 per hour</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">28) Number of Dependents - Nil</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">29) Age of Admission - 63</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">30) Marital Status - Single</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">31) Place of Birth - Grafton, Ontario</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">32) Place of Birth of Father - U.S.A.<br />33) Place of Birth of Mother - Canada</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">34) If Immigrant, year of arrival - "not answered"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">35) {cannot make this out} - "not answered"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">36) Nationality - Canadian<br />37) Racial Origin - Welsh<br />38) Can Convict speak English - Yes</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">39) Can Convict speak French - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">40) Mother tongue of Convict - English</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">41) Religious Denomination - Presbyterian</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">42) Education Questions - Yes / Reads & Writes + Yes / Common School</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On the flip side of the card:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">43) Weight - 157 lbs</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">44) Height - 5'8"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">45) Complexion - Medium</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">46) Eyes - Grey, wears glasses</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">47) Hair - Grey</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">48) Where {cannot make this out} - 1) Vancouver, B.C.; 2) New Westminster, B.C.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">49) By Whom Sentenced - 1) Mr. Justice MacFarlane; 2) Police Magistrate Harry Johnston<br />50) Court - 1) Supreme; 2) Police</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">51) Did Convict Appeal - No</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">52) Date Waiver Signed - Charge 1) July 17, 1945</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">53) Next of Kin - Brother: Mr. W. W. Williams, 1666 Beach Ave, Vancouver, B.C.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Remarks: {cannot make this out}<br />Date of Birth: January 29, 1882<br />(Correct Name) Sidney Williams</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ex-Sask Penitentiary - #508-Williams, & Transferred to Manitoba Penitentiary as #2575-Williams</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>(New Ticket of Leave Violator to serve remanet of Life Sentence)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i><br /></i>Thankful for the extra information, I could now get a better understanding of George, as well as his description. It is more likely George committed other sexual offences against children but wasn't caught as they were never reported to the police.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1945, the Canadian Law states: </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">[Part V: Offences Against the Person and Reputation: Assaults: 293 - Indecent assault on males. Everyone is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to ten years' imprisonment, and to be whipped, who assaults any person with intent to commit sodomy or who, being male, indecently assaults any other male person. R.S., c 146, s. 293.]</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George was sent to the B.C. Penitentiary to serve out the 2 1/2 years for his crime in 1945; and to serve the remainder of his Life Sentence from the ruling in 1920. The question is, would prison reform him? Or was it used as punishment?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1945, the Warden of "the Pen" was Colonel William Meighen, assigned in February 1935. He had been transferred from Stony Mountain Penitentiary, and was a brother of a former Canadian Prime Minister, Arthur Meighen. He was described as a stern disciplinarian whose decisions would slightly favour the convicts, had a sympathetic streak, and was absent-minded at times. The Warden had completed 25 years of service that year, and in 1946 retired, appointing R.S. <i>(Bob)</i> Douglass <i>(a Deputy Warden since 1930)</i> as the new Warden. Along with a new Warden came a change of the prison's mandate. Instead of just serving time, inmates were opened up to new possibilities to help them see that they could be wiser upon their release. Education became a key focus, along with an increase in sports, exercise, public speaking, confidence-building classes, and a prison magazine <i>(called Transition)</i> began publication in 1952. Wage scales for prisoners went up to $0.20/day. However, as in past decades, a silence bell would ring at 6 p.m. telling prisoners they could not talk to their inmates in adjacent cells after that hour. Other changes involved the guards, providing them with new training at a College set up in Ottawa, Ontario.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With few incidences to his service <i>(2 escapees, recaptured later; and one beating of a guard - not confirmed)</i>, Warden Douglass retired in 1955 after 42 years. The job was then assigned to Fred Cummins, with Tom Hall as his Deputy Warden. Both men had served in the militia. An increase of inmates was reported to be at a high in March 1946, at a number of 692. Two new dormitories were built, as well as renovation of the hospital, chapels and the kitchen. A canteen was also provided. Rehabilitative programs continued, and hobby crafts brought in over $12,000 in sales. Additions to the recreation programs were made.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George's brother, Albert, died in 1954 in Clover Bar, Edmonton, Alberta.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Sydney Williams' life came to an end in November 1956. It was ruled an accident. George had been in the Penitentiary's hospital when his bed caught fire due to smoking. He received multiple burns over 40% of his body surface, and died of congestive heart failure. His heart gave out as it was unable to pump efficiently and caused blood in his lungs; thus reducing his oxygen intake and caused shortness of breath. This led to a fatal heart attack. George was 74 years old.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Sydney Williams was buried at the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery, which lay west across the ravine from the prison, on December 07, 1945 at 3 p.m. Reverend D.J. Gillies held a short graveside service. Family did not claim his body.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes the story of our convict. Remember, when visiting the cemetery to please respect those interred no matter of their crime(s).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #5448 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Sources: Ancestry.ca; BC Archives; Library & Archives Canada: Newspapers.com; UBC Library Open Collections; BC Directories; VPL.ca; Wikipedia; Google Maps; ConstanceBackhouse.ca - A History of Canadian Sexual Assault Legislation 1900-2000 + Carnal Crimes; GenealogySearch.org; Canadian Encyclopedia; Ontario Genealogy; NorthumberlandCounty.ca; NorthumberlandTourism.com; HistoricPlaces.ca; CBC.ca; Correctional Service Canada; "Four Walls in the West - the Story of the British Columbia Penitentiary" - Jack David Scott; NWHeritage.org.</i></span></div>
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VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-15922389290777248342019-04-14T14:16:00.003-07:002019-07-14T05:23:31.400-07:00Being Sensitive to Spirit Energy...<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One evening, just as I was falling asleep, and in that stage where the body is settling in; without warning, I felt a stab in my back. My eyes opened. I was alert; laying on my right side, facing my bedroom wall. A second later I clearly heard someone thumbing through a magazine. The sound of each page being turned was distinct. I felt another jab into my back. I realized it was an elbow. Then I felt movement down near my feet. Someone was in bed next to me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My body tensed. Fear crept in. What do I do? How could someone have come into my home and layed down next to me without me knowing? With bravery and courage, I flipped over quickly to face the person. In an instant, a flash of a woman with wavy grey hair, propped up by pillows, reading a magazine, came to mind. In reality, no one was there. I was alone in bed. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was stunned.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>[Note: I determined this was not a result of sleep paralysis as I had the freedom to move and speak.]</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next day, I discovered who this elderly woman was. I had been called out to a young lady's basement apartment of an old heritage house, to help cleanse the space. She always felt there was something going on. Unexplained noises, a feeling of illness and dread, and movement heard in her corridor were only some of her experiences. The tenant explained that a few years previously, an elderly woman had passed away of cancer in the bedroom. She had been confined to her bed, and often enjoyed reading magazines to pass the time. It all clicked into place. I described the woman who had visited me. "That's her!" cried the tenant. Certainly the energy of the space was thick, and I could feel<i> (with tingles running down my back)</i> that a spirit energy was with us. I spoke out to the spirit to let her know she would be alright and could now move out of the suite to join her loved ones in her next phase of the afterlife. The tenant and I went about cleansing the space, saying a prayer, and asking the spirit(s) of the home to move on, as now the space belonged to the tenant and her daughter. A few weeks later, the tenant reported that everything felt better and had endured no further occurrences.</span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Encounters like this have been on the increase in my life since I began exploring the "paranormal". I formed Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations in 2006, to gain insight into what happens to us after we die. I had faced some moments which I couldn't explain, and quite frankly, had shocked me. I was left confused and awed at the same time. Thus my journey began.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since then, I've been receiving messages <i>(best way to describe them)</i> in different forms. Sometimes its a visitation of spirit energy in my home the evening before an investigation; yet other times it's not until we arrive at the premises we are investigating. I genuinely believe spirit(s) know we are on the way to assist them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My focus changed over those first years after forming VSPI, from wanting to know more about the paranormal; to adding the desire of helping spirit(s) and the tenants <i>(of the space)</i> in finding a resolution. I believe we all have the power to interact with spirit energy, and can find a way to ensure both living and dead person(s) can reach a peaceful resolve.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not long ago, I was called to help a young lady in my apartment building. My landlady had advised the tenant was experiencing unexplained knocks, movement, voices, and her cat was acting strangely at times. I thought because we live in a building that houses a large number of people, perhaps she was just hearing sounds from next door. Maybe a cleanse would make the tenant feel better. I was wrong.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the moment I entered the space, I could feel that someone else was with us. A ghostly presence, if you will. I often receive a rush of tingles up/down my spine, in my feet, around my head and so on. Over the years I've come to learn the difference between female energy versus male. This was definitely female. I slowly walked the hallway from the front door towards her living room. The landlady was behind me, the tenant in front. The hallway wasn't very long. On the left was a bathroom, and ahead on the right was a large closet. A feeling of anxiety and disappointment came over me, and intensified as I walked closer towards the closet. I stopped. I could not move forward. Sensing from within, I knew this was the spot I should focus on. I closed my eyes to listen for anything/one to help me. In an instant my throat closed in, as if a rope was choking me. I coughed a few times to relieve the feeling, but it was strong. A flash in my mind showed me a short dark haired woman in her mid-30's had hung herself in the closet. She was screaming, but her mouth was closed. I shook myself to snap out of the vision, pushed myself forward, and entered the living room. The landlady was shocked with my explanation. She told us that 10 years prior, next door, a young lady had hung herself. In fact, it was in her closet that they found her body, which was on the other side of the wall of where I had stopped. The landlady had been called to do a welfare check on the woman, and found her hanging. The police were called in. It was a sad story, as the woman was believed to have been suffering from a form of depression. Needless to say, I was overwhelmed with sadness. Our resolve was to speak to the female spirit and let her know that everything was alright, loved ones were waiting on her, and we could call them in to help her move forward. We did this through prayer, compassion and love. I then lit the sage stick and smudged the apartment, opening the balcony door. A shift was felt, as if the thick energy drifted out. Weeks later, the tenant advised the landlady that everything was good and all activity had ceased.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Moments like these are the focus of "paranormal" discussions with my wife and/or team members. So many questions come to mind.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Why am I <i>(&/or others on the team)</i> chosen to receive messages?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Why doesn't everyone feel/see/sense similar experiences when we are together?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Do we develop these senses over time?<br />Is this connected to our "belief" system?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Is investigating into the paranormal one of the reasons for the increase of experiences?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">How are people, who connect with spirit energy, different from those who don't?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The list of questions keeps growing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Recently I've connected with James Johnstone of "History Walks in Vancouver" tours <i>(see link below blog)</i>. I found the tours on Instagram and was immediately curious. I am an avid reader and devour many books, old newspapers, and online records about Vancouver's history. Even though the city is relatively young <i>(discovered in the 1770's, yet not incorporated until 1886)</i>, it has history that haunts its oldest neighbourhoods, and certainly must have "spirit energy" oozing from its cracks. I joined the Strathcona walk in September 2018, one of Vancouver's oldest neighbourhoods. I introduced myself to our guide as a "paranormal investigator" and let him know how excited I was about the adventure. The group was relatively small, thus receiving messages from the unknown was much easier to recognize, and would not be drowned out by the noise and buzz of a crowd. At one house I heard a woman screaming. She was in great pain. Our guide, James, was talking about a house on the opposite side of the road, but I kept turning and looking towards the screaming woman's house. When James finished, he turned to the house that had me entranced, and asked if I sensed anything. I could tell he had a story for the group. I explained how I felt that something extremely bad had happened, leaving the energy of a female spirit in great agony and despair. James went on to tell us about a kidnapping/murder that happened in the 1970's, of a couple who had a good sized income due to investments and business. The couple had been killed during the ordeal. Truly sad; however, I felt a sense of relief. The message I had received was bang on to the explanation. At the end of the tour, a small man in spirit form, who's name seemed unusual <i>(Miklos or Mikos or something similar),</i> was leaning out of a small window of a house next to the one we were learning about. He was nodding to what James was telling the group, and said "he's doing good job" with a thick Eastern European accent. I relayed this to our host, who smiled and was thankful the spirit(s) liked his tour.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - house on the History Walks in Vancouver tour,<br />Strathcona (Sept.2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The following February (2019) I joined James' tour of the West End, which is dotted with interesting heritage buildings I had not noticed before. I was born in, and now reside in the West End; therefore, this tour had my interest piqued. Several spirits came forward throughout our walk. A man in an abandoned house near the beginning of the tour, was standing in a window, and just wanted us to know he was there. In a 4 storey walk up apartment building, another man appeared in a top window. His name, he said, was pronounced "Valter" <i>(like Walter with a "V" - telling me he was of European decent)</i>. He wore a Canadian Army WW2 uniform and was visiting a relative in the building. Possibly a daughter or granddaughter.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo by Kati - house on the History Walks in Vancouver tour,<br />West End (March 2019)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In March 2019, I joined the Mount Pleasant walk. A lovely tour of wonderful old heritage buildings and colourful homes with interesting architecture. The night before the walk, I was sure a man in uniform was in my hallway telling me I should pay attention, something important would happen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">During our walk I encountered a spirit woman, named Elizabeth, smiling in a window of a house known as part of "The Twins", for it matched the house next door. Her dress told me she had lived there in the 1930's.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We came upon an old church which had been converted into condos. A female spirit, named Sandra, appeared to me; wearing a white frock, had blonde wavy hair, and told me she recently resided in the building. She passed away of cancer in a hospital nearby. One of the members of the tour group walked up to me while everyone was moving on, and explained that she lived in the building some years prior and had experienced something which frightened her. A woman, dressed in white, came down a flight of stairs when she was spotted. The story sounded very much like it could have been Sandra. Again, I felt validated in the message I had received. I explained to the member that perhaps she had been chosen to receive the image, and learn about the message in the tour. Of course, seeing a ghostly image is scary! One can never become used to it. Don't believe those who tell you they are, for that simply cannot be true.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Then, I felt the officer from the previous night. We were standing outside of a house that had been owned by a well known family of the area. However, there was a link. The officer <i>(either police or army)</i> was telling me his mother had lived in the house for many years. I could see the woman in a window wearing a lace head veil. I've seen them in photos of the early 1900's which show women wearing nightgowns and delicate small veils on their head. I believe the officer wanted his mother recognized as she was important to the story of the house. When I looked into the matter several days later, I found a newspaper article about a WW2 Sergeant who visited his mother at that very house. Researching their family name, I discovered his mother had lived there in the early 1900's with the well known family, and later in the 30's and 1940's, when she moved in permanently. Crazy!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - house on the History Walks in Vancouver tour,<br />Mount Pleasant (March 2019)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Towards the end of the walk, an old house with a restaurant at street level interested me. The spirit of Frederick stepped forward. He was elderly and I could feel illness surrounding him. Perhaps he had been a tenant of the past; he did not reveal this to me. After the tour, James and I went back to that restaurant to talk and have a bite to eat. I listened for Fred. Later, while I waited for James who was visiting the loo, I told Fred everything was okay and if he wanted, he could go with his loved ones for they were waiting. I could see in my mind's eye a group of people standing together and beckoning him forward. I believe he went, but lost sight when James rejoined me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lately my experiences have become stronger. Is it because when I investigate the paranormal most of the time is spent sitting in the dark listening, feeling, and waiting for something to occur or announce itself? I think most investigators have heightened senses because we use them differently from the average person. We are unique. Listening for sounds in the dark, being aware of our feelings <i>(shivers, urgency to leave an area, anger, sadness, elation etc.)</i>, smelling scents which shouldn't be there <i>(perfume, smells of rot etc.)</i>, seeing a shifting of shadows, mist and such.. these are heightened because of what we do.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Even though my senses have strengthened, it's not true for everyone on our team. A sceptic is just that. He/she is not "open" to the idea that anything is possible. When proof is needed, perhaps a closed door stands in their way. My door appears to be wide open.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I began focusing on what it is I do when, or before, these things happen to me. Am I doing something different compared to those who don't experience "spirit energy"? Or am I called upon to be the receiver?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I believe we are all vehicles of energy, and that</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> we have the ability to communicate with those who've passed before us. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I believe anything is possible, from ghosts to aliens and more. Yes, I believe in the Sasquatch <i>(Big Foot)</i>. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have "faith" - </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">complete confidence and trust</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - that what I am experiencing is real. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I don't put up blinders. If I experience something that seems far fetched, I openly talk about it with my teammates, rather than dismiss it. I don't believe in "demons" the traditional way. </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(I hear your groans and warnings.)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> I believe energy can be negative in nature as it can be positive. The term "demon" is attributed to religion. I don't believe in a superbeing or God. I believe in spirituality, an energy that lives within us and comes from everywhere. Yes, I know Jesus walked among humans, taught and lived the ways of God, and was filled with love. But for me, this idea that God is the almighty, no longer rings true. I grew up in the Lutheran faith, attended Sunday School, sang in the church choir, was Confirmed, and became a Sunday School teacher in my early 20's. It was the way of my family. But over the years, and through my experiences, I've come to find my own path.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When a client calls VSPI for help, we do not judge them for their religious beliefs; rather, we attempt to help them use their beliefs through prayer, cleansing and understanding to resolve their issue. It is your belief and faith that helps strengthen the power and intent to cleanse a space of energy that is not welcome, and to help a spirit move forward to his/her next phase. No, we cannot make a spirit "go to the light"; but we can assist them to go towards whatever lays ahead. We may call their ancestors forward. We may show the spirit(s) that staying in the space is not always the best decision. Majority of the time, they fade away once their story is told.</span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So much is possible. I can't quite put my finger on why I have extraordinary experiences, while others don't; but it leads me to believe it has to do with faith and openness, compassion, willingness to understand, and with kindness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I was exploring an abandoned winery that had a history of a strange sex cult from the late 1800's. I was with my then, fiance, and her brother. Yes, we were trespassing, but we took great care not to disturb anything and to watch where we were stepping. <i>(I've only trespassed twice in all my life.</i>) We were in a dark back room exploring. The next moment I realized I was alone, so I turned around and walked through a doorway <i>(which had no door)</i> and entered a larger room where the others were talking. I walked forward, in the dark with my little flashlight showing me where to step; and when I looked up, I saw a dark shadow figure of a tall man with a wide brimmed hat standing in a doorway where the floor had dropped due to decay. He gave off an angry, dark, and frightening energy, and made me feel that he was upset we were in his space. I blinked a few times in disbelief, and then, poof, he was gone. He, afterall, was my first shadowman experience. I've always heard dark stories about these types of figures. Finally I had caught up with my teammates. I stood back a moment to allow Darryl to finish explaining something to Lesli. I then stepped forward and told them I had seen someone frightening. Lesli pulled me aside, and I explained my experience. The three of us then came together, and to my astonishment, found that Darryl had the same experience, and described the same shadowman. Shivers ran down my spine with extra exclamation marks added. I was thoroughly spooked, as was my future brother-in-law. I shall never, ever forget that experience. It was unbelievable, but I believed it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">These are just some of the experiences I've had. I leave you to think about your own unexplained moments. Were they true? Did they happen, or you imagine them? Have you ever thought someone was telling you something, but no one is there? Do you have faith and belief in your choice of religion or spirituality? Are you open minded, or your way is the right way? Do you believe in a life after death, or is it over for us once we die? Have you ever seen a ghost? Do you believe that anything is possible?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After I read an article called <u>"The New Science: We are made of Energy, not Matter"</u> <i>(see link at bottom of blog)</i>, I am open to it being a clue to my ghostly experiences. We are made of energy, which we give off through frequencies and vibrational waves constantly; so when we meet other energy sources <i>(people, and I'm including spirit energy)</i>, that are in sync with our waves, it's considered "good vibes". When they aren't in sync, it's called "bad vibes". So when we die, our energy lives. Where does it go? What if we can be in sync with the energy of the deceased, and therefore receive their messages. When we are not in sync, it's like a warning to leave that space. Sort of like the shadowman experience I had. Those of us who are open and listen to our feelings are likely to experience the unexplained; while those who don't pay attention to their instincts and feelings, are not.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As I continue along this journey of discovery, and gain new understanding about myself, and why I receive messages from those who have passed on before me, I am growing spiritually. Yes, I'll always be frightened of ghosts who pop out of nowhere and want to talk to me, or appear before me; but I do my best not to run. Instead, I want to hear what they have to say, to see if I can help them in any way. If I receive "bad vibes", I'll put up my guards and tread carefully, as running will not help me to understand what may be going on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I end this here. I hope this blog has perhaps opened up a new way of looking at the possibility of being sensitive to spirit energy, or confirmed what you are already experiencing but not sure about. Or maybe this is new to you, and you've always been curious about it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you wish to discuss this further, please comment on the blog, or email me through our website <i>(see our contact link below)</i>, or visit our <a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks/"><b>Facebook Page</b></a> to comment.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please note, this blog is based on my own opinion, feelings and belief, and not that of VSPI as a whole.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time, wishing you good vibrations!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Links</u>: <b><a href="http://historywalksinvancouver.blogspot.com/">History Walks in Vancouver</a>; <a href="https://www.vancouverspooks.com/contact">Vancouver Spooks (VSPI)-contact</a>; <a href="http://www.lifetrainings.com/We-are-made-of-Energy-not-Matter.html">We are Made of Energy</a>;</b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Note</u>: photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI), and may not be used or copied without written permission.</i></span><br />
<br />VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-58940435299662680472019-03-10T11:20:00.000-07:002019-03-10T11:20:03.274-07:00The Man With Many Aliases... (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We bring you the case of a young man who not only enlisted to fight in World War 1, but led a troubled life before and after. This is our twenty-second blog about the convicts buried at the old B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery in New Westminster, B.C. which was used between 1913 and 1967. The penitentiary closed and was razed in 1980. The cemetery, nicknamed "Boot Hill" most likely by the inmates, survived; and although it was hidden from the public for many decades, today it is accessible; and is believed to be "haunted". It underwent a facelift and now is fashioned with new stones, brambles removed, and has plaques for explanation standing at the southern end of the small acre.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #3448 - Frank Wilson</b><b>:</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our convict search presented a puzzle. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Who was Frank Wilson? There were multiple cases in the newspapers of men carrying the same name; but a Government document was the tip that opened up an entire world, and led to the man who is interred in the small cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Death Certificate <i>(above)</i> of Frank Wilson indicates his correct name was either Alfred or Norman Bradley. Just knowing this piece of information was enough to begin what turned out to be a rather lengthy search. I discovered his date of birth was incorrect by two years <i>(listed as 1877, correct year is 1879)</i>; but without any family information, I had to dig deep. Using the occupation listed <i>(journalist)</i>, and the name of Bradley, I found our man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Norman Arthur Bradley</b> was born in San Francisco on February 18, 1879 to John Alfred Bradley and Lydia Eliza Bradley. They had 4 other children by the time Norman came into the world: John <i>(1867)</i>, Mary <i>(1869)</i>, Ernest <i>(1872)</i> and Percy <i>(1874)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At his birth, Norman's mother Lydia <i>(1846)</i>, born in London England; was at the age of 33. His father, John <i>(1836)</i>, descended from Ireland, was 43 years old, and worked in the mining industry.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">How and when the family arrived in the U.S.A. is not clear; but records show they lived in Australia at the time of John and Mary's birth <i>(1867-1869)</i>, and 3 years later in San Francisco for Ernest's birth; then in Portland, Oregon when Percy was born <i>(1874)</i>, and back to San Francisco, California at the time of Norman's birth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1890 Canadian Census found the family living in Victoria, B.C. eventually settling in a building on Yates Street, just a few blocks from the downtown area in the capital city of the Province. In 1897 the city directories indicated Norman was an electrician, his father was in the mining industry, and his sister a teacher at a school earning $70/monthly, while his brothers were clerks at various employments on Government Street.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Over the course of the search, I learned Norman used several aliases: Alfred Bradley </span><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(the middle name of his father & oldest brother)</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, Arthur Bradley </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(his own middle name)</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, Arthur Braden </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(found in the US newspapers)</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, Walter Bradley </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(mistaken identity case in Victoria/Vancouver)</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, Victor Spencer</span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">(a Victoria War hero & from a prominent family)</span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, Wilkinson,</span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Pemberton, and Frank Wilson. If there were more, I have not uncovered them.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The first record in the newspapers came in 1899.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Steamer Utopia <i>(1893-1922)</i> was owned by the Alaskan Steamship Company until 1903, which ran between Seattle and Alaska during the gold rush era. She caught fire in 1898 on route to Alaska, and survived. She was used on short runs in the Puget Sound area during the time Norman was noted to have been arrested for stealing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I wanted to understand Norman's arrest, and found more information under the name "Arthur Braden" in a Seattle, Washington newspaper.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Seattle Post-Intelligencer (May 15, 1899) pg12</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not only does the American newspaper indicate his well dressed manner, but he appears to be "known" to the Seattle police. I wonder if they knew his true name? I searched records of the Washington State Archives to see if there was anything stating Norman ever having served time in prison, but came up empty.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Seattle Post-Intelligencer (Jun.28, 1899) pg07</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I could not find any further information reported in the Washington newspapers. So, what happened to Norman because of his arrest?</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist (Jul.16, 1899)<br />Victoria, BC</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Victoria City Directory (circa 1906);<br />Bee Hive Saloon was at Fort & Broad Streets, Victoria BC;<br />Shallcross & Co was in Bastion Square, Victoria BC.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the age of 20, Norman is sentenced to one year in jail </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(gaol)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> for stealing 700+ cigars at Shallcross & Co, plus the theft at the Bee Hive Saloon. The Victoria Daily Times had mentioned "suspicion of other crimes", which I assumed was the Bee Hive incident. Most likely Norman served his sentence at the Victoria Gaol in Bastion Square </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(1858)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">; although there was another institute in the city, Hillside Gaol </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(1885-1912),</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> which also housed prisoners.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman's criminal history had begun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The charge against theft of the valice while aboard the Utopia, was dropped. There was no proof to tie him to this incident.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">However, we found some information about the steamer he took to get to Seattle from Victoria, B.C. and realized how easy it would be for him to have taken regular trips. Today, a ferry trip takes approximately 2 hours 45 minutes between the two cities. This covers approximately 90.9 miles through the Salish Sea and Puget Sound waters.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Research found The Utopia Steamer was part of the Mosquito Fleet<br />running in Puget Sound.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman spent a year in jail; but not long after his release, he was in the news again. This time he was using "Alfred" Bradley as his name.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The reports came in that Alfred Bradley <i>(Norman)</i> had been working on board the steamship Amur, which ran between Victoria, B.C. and Skagway, Alaska. Funds began to disappear and on a stop in Vancouver, B.C. before heading home, the police scrambled aboard to arrest him. He had been suspected of the theft. However, Bradley had disappeared. The newspapers gave slightly different accounts. While one indicated he had taken a train to Seattle, Wa.; another stated he had been a waiter, and during a short strike in Skagway, Alaska he vanished. Never the less, Norman was not found on board.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It appeared that Norman was never caught, but did he disappear in Skagway or at the wharf in Vancouver? The theft reported $100 to $1000 was taken in all, plus a watch and some clothing/trinkets. I could not locate articles telling us of the outcome, at least nothing from 1900. A notice to arrest him had been served. The San Francisco Chronicle went as far as to indicate that his friends had volunteered to cover his debt, believing he was an honest fellow. Perhaps charges were dropped after the debt was paid?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A year later, Norman Bradley is in the news again; however, this time he was mentioned under the alias of "Walter" Bradley.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Daily World (Sep.21, 1901) pg05</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman was taken into custody at the Dougall House bar, and sentenced to 3 months for theft. He stole a watch and chain that had a half sovereign <i>(old British coin)</i> attached; however, the police suspected him of further activities. He was also accused of robbing the cash til at Bloomingfield Restaurant, passing a counterfeit cheque at the Savoy, and was wanted in Tacoma, Wa. after they received a photograph from the U.S. authorities.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">During his three month sentence in the New Westminster Jail, another case came forward.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman was found to have represented himself as a local hero of Victoria, B.C., Colonel Victor Spencer, in order to ask for funds from people who knew the respected man. The Victoria police advised Vancouver of his true name and that he was No. 5 in their collection of mug shots for identification purposes. Victor <i>(1882-1960)</i> was a celebrated native of Victoria.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Some information from the City of Vancouver Archives was found:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Vancouver City Archives -<br />Colonel Joseph Victor Norman Spencer (1882-1960)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A description of Victor was found on his Attestation Papers from World War 1.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We later find out that Norman, although similar in appearance, was actually shorter than Victor, and his eyes were blue in colour. But we'll get to that further on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I could not locate any documentation to tell me of the sentence for </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">impersonating Victor. One can only guess at this stage, based on information going forward.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Nothing further was written about Norman in the Canadian newspapers until 1904; however, I did find a document in the Washington State archives that may be our convict. I could not locate a newspaper article to go with it.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Washington State Archives - Frank Bradley, Burglary (Jan.04, 1902)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A Frank Bradley had been arrested and convicted in the Justice of the Peace Court, Pierce County, Washington State on January 04th, 1902. The description of the man was very close to Norman's. As we have learned Norman bends the truth about whom he is; we can make an assumption that perhaps this is him. Or is it? We do not have any further documentation to confirm this. Nevertheless, it is interesting, and would tell us Norman's sentence was perhaps to the end of 1901, and that he fled south across the border. Pierce County is approximately 54 miles south of Seattle, Washington; and we know Norman is someone of interest to the Tacoma police.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In September 1902, news broke out in Victoria, B.C. that Norman's father, John A. Bradley, died. On August 14th, in Cook's Inlet, Alaska, the well-known and respected prospector/miner met his end. Because of the remote area, hearing about the death was delayed. Norman's brother Ernest, an Assistant City Clerk, received the news via a letter written by a family friend who was with John at the time. They were travelling on the Bradley river <i>(named after John)</i> intending to prospect the shoals above the canyon; when they hit rough water and a downed tree <i>(30 feet long in description)</i> struck the boat, and turned it over. Both men found themselves in the water, and fought against the cold current. While John's companion eventually made it to land, he did not. His body was never recovered. The boat was found miles downriver, overturned.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspaper also stated the following:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It claims N.A. Bradley was in Panama, which we know is not true. At this stage I began to realize that the family may have disowned Norman. Perhaps this was the story they told their friends, so as not to bring shame upon the family?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In May 1904, Norman was caught again for impersonation of Colonel Victor Spencer, among theft charges. This time he was sentenced to 3 years in the Provincial Penitentiary, known as the B.C. Pen. The newspapers on Vancouver Island and in Vancouver had a field day with articles about what had happened. Norman now had to own up to his name, and his family.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Victoria Daily Times (May 13, 1904) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So what actually occurred? I'll sum it up. Norman was arrested in New Westminster for vagrancy. He was then transported to the Vancouver police on charges of theft and obtaining money under false pretences. At 11 am he was brought into court. He pled guilty to a theft charge of taking a dictionary from Dr. Tavish, and was remanded for sentencing. The other charges were for theft of a coat and a watch, and for obtaining loans totalling approximately $100 from business men while pretending to be Colonel Victor Spencer. When he was stripped of his belongings, the police found letters from his sister <i>(who was living in Wenatchee, Washington)</i>, as well as ladies underwear and an address of a woman living in New Westminster.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Vancouver Police had been searching 3 days for Norman. News of his arrest spread to the Island, and Colonel Spencer advised he would come to Vancouver to attend the court proceedings.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A mention was made of Norman getting away with similar fraud transactions, while impersonating Mr. Spencer, during a time in Nanaimo a short while back. The error was spotted by the two business men, but he had already slipped away. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On May 16th, 1904, Norman was in court to answer to 7 charges of theft, and impersonation. Victor Spencer had arrived from Victoria to prosecute Norman. The description given in the newspapers was that Norman and Victor could have been twins, but also pointed out that Victor was taller. Mr. Spencer mentioned that this wasn't the first time Norman attempted to impersonate him. He had been presented with several bills of goods, and was often asked to settle accounts he had not been made aware of. The appearance in court was the first time the two men met.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman pled guilty to all charges but for the one of stealing an overcoat from the Palace Hotel. When it was proven that he had sold it to a 2nd hand dealer, who identified him, Norman made no defence.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspapers described Norman as being "downcast" and believed luck was against him. He even commented that he had been drinking heavily, which caused trouble with his memory.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On May 17th, 1904, Norman was sentenced to 3 years of hard labour. The theft charges brought a sentence of 3 months each, which added up to a year. He also received 2 years sentence for impersonating Victor Spencer. The judge concluded by telling Norman he was a "thoroughly bad young man", and as he didn't learn his lesson previously, was good reason to make his judgement a harsh one.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With this, Norman Bradley was sent to the B.C. Penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We hear nothing about Norman again until he enlisted in the army during World War 1.</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Library & Archives Canada - Attestation Paper<br />signed Nov.30, 1915</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here is where I gained a picture of Norman's appearance. He was described as being 5' 9 1/2" tall, of ruddy complexion <i>(used to describe </i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>a person's face, having a healthy red color)</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, with blue eyes and fair hair. His chest measured 34 1/2" around. In all he was consider fit for the Canadian Over-Seas Expeditionary Force. The document goes further to explain he had a scar on his right knee from burns <i>(the discharge documents indicated the scar was on his left leg due to burns 25 years prior - age 15)</i>. Norman's religious beliefs were that of Roman Catholic.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Library & Archives Canada - Attestation Paper<br />signed Nov.30, 1915</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The attestation documents also indicated that Norman had been living on Rock Bay Ave, the address of his mother's. He named her as next-of-kin. Also indicated was his birthdate of Feb.18, 1879. This is where I learned his Death Certificate had indicated the incorrect year. Under Trade/Calling, he listed "Reporter". Another indication that his Death Certificate confirmed. I have to wonder if he really was a reporter/journalist, or was something he simply told people?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From here Norman was shipped out to England. I located further war documents to confirm what had happened to him. I took the interesting and important parts to share with you:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In summing up Norman's War records, he arrived in England in May 1916. He was treated for syphilis, which he had contracted over 12 years prior. His throat became sore and caused a husky voice. He was reinfected in 1917, and was treated in Rochester Row in Westminster, London, UK. Norman also claimed to have suffered from loss of memory in September 1917, to February 1918. In March 1918, Norman spent time in a military hospital in Moore Barracks, Shorncliffe Army Camp in Kent, UK, due to syphilis. He was then transferred to Etchinghill in Kent, UK that same month, diagnosed with cerebrospinal syphilis, where he received treatment. In April 1918, he developed iritis <i>(inflammation of the iris which can cause blindness)</i> and was transferred to Westcliffe, Kent, UK. He was discharged in mid May 1918, and admitted to Special Division Military Hospital in Chiseldon, Wiltshire, UK, where he received treatment until June 1st, 1918. From July 22 to August 02nd, 1918, he received treatment in the No. 14 Canadian General Hospital, Eastbourne, East Sussex, UK.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By July 1919, Norman was back in Canada and rested in the Shaughnessy Military Hospital in Vancouver, B.C. It was a fairly new hospital <i>(opened in 1917 & closed 1944</i>), serving as a convalescent home for First World War veterans. His reports indicated that iritis was in both eyes; however, his venereal disease had been cured.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">In the June 26th, 1919, Shaughnessy report it described Norman as </span><i><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">"tall, thin man of thirty-nine, looks is somewhat pale and dull. He appears to be below weight but states that he is within ten lbs of normal."</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It goes on to explain that his overseas service was comprised of 2 years of <i>"very disorderly conduct"</i>, that he was never sent to France <i>(the front lines)</i>, had been <i>"very intemperate"</i> <i>(lack of self control, excessive indulgence in alcohol)</i>, was A.W.L. <i>(same as AWOL - missing)</i> for months, held for trial at times, treated for syphilis for months and finally returned to Canada. The report also goes on to indicate that Norman lied about loss of memory, and had been engaged in journalism for years <i>(this is interesting)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Neurologist who wrote the report concluded that Norman was of constitutional neurasthenic <i>(symptoms of </i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>depression, anxiety & mainly fatigue)</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> and suggests an early possibility of general Paresis </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">(</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">also known as general paralysis </span></i></span><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">of the insane or paralytic dementia, is a severe neuropsychiatric disorder, an organic mental disorder)</span>. </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He also indicated that further treatment at the hospital was not necessary, and that his condition was not due to Service and should be reported as a mental defective for further supervision at a later period.</span><br />
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Norman had not been on active duty in World War 1. Instead, he had been active in other ways that were frowned upon. He spent the majority of his time in England at the hospitals and went missing on numerous occasions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman was discharged from the Army in July 1919. A document signed by him <i>(Jul.25, 1919)</i> indicates he requested transportation to Victoria, B.C. A notation in the medical records show Norman parted for Esquimalt <i>(on Vancouver Island near Victoria)</i> on November 02, 1919.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Another document leads us to believe that Norman's previous medical records did not show any illnesses until he was shipped to England, when his complaints began. They also suggested his disappearances and trouble with the army, were perhaps because he had been depressed about his syphilis, loss of father, and loss of a brother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I learned that Norman's brother, Percy, passed away suddenly in Victoria, B.C. due to cerebral hemorrhage, in 1916.</span><br />
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<span sans-serif="" style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;" verdana="">Norman next appeared in the newspapers just under a year after his discharge from the army.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Attempting to pass a worthless cheque, Norman was charged in Victoria, B.C. He pled not guilty.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I could not locate an article to follow up on this, and therefore cannot determine if he was sentenced or let go.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">However, just under a year later, Norman is back in front of a judge. This time he was sentenced to 3 months in jail.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The story is interesting, that he was caught and charged for vagrancy on Mar.19th, then brought before the court and remanded on his own recognizances until the following Monday; but given a "cordial invitation" to clear out of the city. Norman pled not guilty. So, they let him go, telling him his case was to be heard on the Monday and suggested he leave the city. The police indicated that he was a drug addict, while the Judge advised his only other option would be prison so that he may get treatment. Well, Norman didn't leave town; so on the following Monday, the police arrested him, he appeared before the Judge and was sentenced. He claimed he was trying to find out about some shares in a mining company worth $1000, but they appear to have been worthless.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman is sentenced to Oakalla Prison in Burnaby, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1921, Canada Census of Oakalla Prison Farm, shows Norman Bradley, journalist, at 42 years of age as a prisoner.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In July 1921, Norman was back on the streets; this time in Vancouver. He found, as was his claim, a sack of rice which was stolen from a Japanese merchant. The police didn't believe him. Norman pled with the court to let him leave town within 24 hours. The Judge decided it wasn't enough to warrant a conviction, held him for a day, and asked the police to make sure that Norman left for Victoria. They basically kicked him out of town. The curious part of the newspaper item below, is what the Judge says about him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Judge Shaw indicates that Arthur </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(this of course is Norman)</i><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">, </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><i>"could make a position on any paper in Canada - a wonderful writer and a man with a splendid brain, but it is all dashed to the ground through the drug habit"</i>.</span></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> This confirmed Norman's "journalist/reporter" claim of occupation over the years. Perhaps this is something Norman was going to pursue, but then things went wrong for him?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Did Norman experience depression partially because of the syphilis? Signs of the illness are rashes, swollen glands, fever, sores in mouth and genital area, weight loss, headache and extreme tiredness. In the early 1900's there was no known cure, and it was suggested to be a social disease or "lady's disease" <i>(considering prostitutes often caught it)</i>. There was a link made in the 2nd decade of the century, with mental disabilities and syphilis, when left untreated. The road to a cure was not found until later in that decade. Knowing Norman had indicated he had this disease at least 12 years prior to enlisting, had it already affected his mind? Possibly. His treatment, according to medical documents found in his war records, indicate the Wasserman test <i>(1st blood test for syphilis)</i> was used, as well as mercury.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman had not only been asked to leave Victoria in 1920, but also Vancouver in 1921. What did he decide to do?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I found him back in his home town of Victoria, B.C.; once again in trouble with the law.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman was charged with theft of a bicycle, and due to his previous record, was sentenced to 1 year of hard labour. In court, Norman mentioned that he had "served" in the army for 4 years. It is not clear if this affected his sentence or not. Which jail he serves his sentence isn't mentioned.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is 2 years later that I found Norman, under the name of "Arthur", in trouble again. He was caught and sentenced to 18 months in Oakalla Prison for drug possession, or asked to pay a fine of $1000.00. This is valued at $14,500 in 2019. I am sure he could not afford such a hefty fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oakalla Prison was built in 1912 and razed in 1991. It opened on September 02, 1912, in Burnaby B.C. on a site overlooking Deer Lake. The name referred to the Royal Oak neighbourhood in which it was located. 44 hangings took place at the Prison between 1919-1959. It was also considered a farm where inmates would toil all day on the land well into the 1970's. They also manufactured car licence plates during 1930-1975. It was chronically overcrowded, and at its fullest, held 1269 inmates.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Vancouver City Archives - Prison Cell at Oakalla<br />(circa 1940-1945)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When I look at the photo of the prison cell, it reminds me of my visit to San Francisco's Alcatraz. Made with cement, iron and metal; a small space with a toilet, metal bed and sink, locked up by iron bars. I remember standing in one of the D Block cells <i>(isolation cells)</i> and when that door closed, how everything else disappeared. You only had your thoughts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On January 01, 1924, Norman's mother, Lydia Eliza Bradley, at the age of 78 years old, died. Her passing did not mention Norman as one of her sons. At this time, Norman was within the prison system. Previously, in 1902, when his father went missing and assumed as drowned, the mention of Norman was described as being in Panama. The article below has me believing that Norman was the outcast of the family, and by the time of his mother's passing, he was alienated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In November 1924, shortly after Norman's release, I found a border crossing document which is rather interesting:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - Border Crossing at Blaine, Washington<br />(Nov.21, 1924)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The document confirms Norman's birth in San Francisco, his height being 5' 10 1/4", blue eyes, gray hair with a sallow complexion. He was 42 years old. It also confirmed his profession as journalist, and indicated his race as Irish <i>(his father's genealogy)</i>. He had $1.60 on him <i>(valued at $23.45 today)</i>, and travelled by foot on the highway. It is 52.2 kms <i>(32.4 miles)</i> from Vancouver to the Blaine, WA border crossing. Did he walk all the way? Perhaps hitchhike? Norman's reason was to purchase cigarettes and indicated he'd only be in the U.S.A. for part of the day. He listed his brother Ernest as closest relative.<br />The comments from the border agency indicate he was "Rejected as Mentally Def <i>(Narcotic Add & LPC)</i>". I'm not sure what the LPC means, but the narcotic addiction was described as mild. Nevertheless, his passage into the U.S.A. was denied, or as they put it on the document, "debarred".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In July 1925, Norman was accused of extortion. Wait.. what? This crime showcased his writing skills. Ok, that has me interested.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Province (Jul.28, 1925) pg10</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Province (Jul.29, 1925) pg10</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun (Jul.29, 1925) pg 03</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman used his aliases, Arthur Bradley and Wilson. He was now labelled a blackmailer. But how did this happen?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspaper reports announced that an attempt to gain $2000 from a Japanese Cooperative Bank <i>(at Dunlevy Ave and Powell Street, area known as "Japantown")</i>, and from the Japanese Lodging House Association was made via a letter.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An "unidentified" man thrusted a plain envelope into the teller's cage. He left before they could make an accurate description. Once the bank officials took hold of the letter, they noted it had been addressed to their business and to the lodging-house keepers of the Japanese quarter. Inside was a letter which stated that he, the writer, was connected with an association that had investigated the deplorable conditions of the rooming-houses. It went on to claim it had cost the association $10,000; however they were willing to forgive this with a payment of $2000 and that the rooming-houses must be cleaned up. If the terms were not met, the situation would be reported throughout Europe and Canada, and penalties meted out to the members of the Japanese Association. The letter went on to ask the funds be put into a small leather bag, and deposited on the steps of a church at Dunlevy Ave and Keefer Street by 11 am that same day. It was signed by "Chief in Command, Society Protective Association of Europe and Canada".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Japanese bankers immediately contacted the police, and Inspector Jewitt was sent to investigate. He advised them to put a fake package together and have a messenger deliver it. Detective R.S. Quirk was sent to the church, a few hours prior to the delivery time, and secured a hiding place. Minutes before 11 am, the messenger arrived at the church in a vehicle, dropped off the parcel, and left in haste. Bradley was witnessed walking quickly, seizing the bag. As he was about to leave, the detective stopped him, and placed him under arrest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman Bradley was brought before the court with the formal charge of blackmail. He was remanded to August 12th.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was reported that Norman, known as "Arthur Bradley", represented himself at his court appearance. He elected for a preliminary hearing and announced that he was seeking a trial by jury.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His case was brought before the courts on Monday, October 5, 1925.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At court, Norman was found guilty. It was described that the jury didn't have to go into sequester, but ruled from their seats. All evidence pointed towards Bradley. He was held in jail until sentencing in November.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On November 17, 1925, Norman is sentenced to 3 years in the penitentiary. The Judge explained that an alienist <i>(psychiatrist who examines the competences of defendants)</i>, Dr. Steeves, had examined the accused prior to sentencing. He indicated to Bradley that perhaps his sentence would keep him away from temptation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Prison, however, did not cure Norman of his ways. Directly after his release, he was before the court again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Although theft of fountain pens and pencils may seem petty, they were valued at $25. In today's money that is worth $363.00. Norman, known as "Arthur" at the time, was caught stealing from B. Tokai's store on Powell Street and sentenced to 6 months in jail.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman's story is not over. He was caught one more time before his death. This time using the alias of "Frank Wilson".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman, aka "Frank Wilson", was charged with theft of $350.00, which is worth $5075.00 today. He was accused of steeling the funds from A. McNulty, a Scottish man who had been saving to bring his children over to Canada. McNulty's wife had passed away in May 1928. It was all he had.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">The report indicated a man entered McNulty's room <i>(at the Cascade Rooms)</i>, while he slept, and seized money which had been wrapped in a handkerchief, then fled. McNulty went in pursuit, after placing a call to the police. He was dressed only in his underwear. The chase led along Powell Street and into a barber shop, then a bath house. Wilson was found hiding in an empty bath. He handed McNulty $2.00, which he claimed was all he had taken, then ran out of the baths and down Hastings Street. Sergeant R. Munro arrived on the scene and gave chase. The Sergeant caught up to Wilson <i>(Norman)</i> on Hastings Street heading west, and put him under arrest.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Above is a map I've put together of the theft Norman committed, starting at the Cascade Rooms, with the route he took in an attempt to flee.<br />Below the map is an ad found in a 1922, Vancouver newspaper, describing the Eureka Rooms, where Norman reportedly lived. This rooming house was further east from the map, by a few blocks, in a multicultural area of the city, considered lower class.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Norman was brought before the Judge the following Wednesday, and sentenced to two years in the B.C. Penitentiary for theft. McNulty's testimony and identification of Bradley, was enough to render him guilty. As only $2.00 was recovered, the police believed the remaining funds were thrown away during the chase.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">It is in B.C. Penitentiary that Norman Bradley finds his end. On May 12, 1930 at 10:05 am, Norman dies of Pulmonary Tuberculosis <i>(a bacteria, highly contagious, carried through the air. Symptoms: coughing, chest pain, and coughing up blood or mucus from deep within the lungs)</i>. The Death Certificate indicates Norman had this disease for at least 8 months. He was buried in the B.C. Penitentiary, nicknamed Boot Hill by inmates, on May 14, 1930.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Here is where the story of Norman Bradley ends. I wonder how it all began, why he chose a life of crime, and if his syphilis, depression and early signs of dementia carried a big weight in all of his life decisions.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Nevertheless, respect is given to this convict, who is buried in the small acreage overlooking the Fraser River. His family left him behind, probably for good reason. He must have been lonely, but was he afraid? There are no answers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Sources:</u> B.C. Archives; Newspapers.com; Ancestry.ca; B.C. City Directories; Library and Archives Canada; the British Colonist; San Francisco Directory; Washington State Archives; Familysearch.org; UBC Library Open Collections; Victoria City Archives; the Discover Blog; Wikipedia; City of Vancouver Archives; VPL.ca; New Westminster Archives.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Note: photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI) and may not be used or copied without written permission.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-83767896142332396042018-12-14T18:20:00.002-08:002019-03-15T17:50:31.028-07:00Wickman or Wichmann? (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After much research, I bring you the case of a young Vancouver lad who chose to walk the wrong side of life, which put him in federal prison, where he died. This is our twenty-first blog about the convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery <i>(nicknamed - properly named the old B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery)</i> in New Westminster, B.C., which had been used between the years of 1913 to 1967, by the B.C. Penitentiary <i>(razed in 1980)</i>, one of the toughest Canadian prisons in history.</span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I first discovered Henry in the B.C. Archives while searching for a birth or death certificates to aid us. The old records of the cemetery convicts had documented his name as a question. Is it "Wickman" or "Wichmann"? I carefully examined each item. As luck would have it, my amateur sleuthing produced the right man. I tell this young man's story as found through newspaper records, provincial documents and ancestry searches.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry Gordon was born in Vancouver, B.C. on August 14, 1928, to Harry Andrew Wichmann <i>(born in Illinois 1879 of Prussian descent)</i> and Rose Ann Elizabeth Wherley <i>(born in Minnesota 1889 of German & Irish descent)</i>. Harry moved to Minnesota in 1900, and after meeting Rose, they were married in South Dakota in 1905, near the Canadian border. Within a year the Wichmann's moved to Canada, to the open prairies of Saskatchewan, where they set up home outside of Humboldt on a farm. Listed in the 1906 and 1911 Canadian Census, Harry was noted as a farmer with 5 horses and 2 milk cows. The first of their many children, Rose, was born in 1906. Margret arrived in 1909.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Humboldt, now a city, was named after a German explorer and began as a telegraph station built on the wagon route to Western Canada. It's beginnings were in 1878. In 1885, a garrison was built to support 950 soldiers, becoming a scouting operations base. It was the last secure link to the east, since the telegraph lines were often cut further west. A month later it became the site of a large supply depot and a fortified military encampment was built for protection. the troops left later that year.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Humboldt was also known to be the site of the first stagecoach robbery in Western Canada. The Canadian National Railways reached the area in 1905, and built a station. It was also known to attract German people as immigration was promoted by the German American Land Company. Most flocked to the area from the Northern Plains states of U.S.A., the German Empire and the Russian Empire. It grew to become the "Heart of Sure Crop District" for its reliable growing weather, and established itself as a centre for farming equipment and supplies businesses.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By 1918, the Wichmann's were living in North Battleford, Saskatchewan until some time before 1921, when they moved west; and established a new home in the city of Vancouver, B.C.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By the time Henry Gordon was born <i>(1928)</i>, he had 2 brothers <i>(a 3rd brother had died in 1926)</i> and 3 sisters, most born in Saskatchewan. Harry, Henry's father, had a brother living in Whatcom County, Washington U.S.A., which really wasn't that far from their new home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1921 Census has the family living in South Vancouver, on their farm at 45th Avenue East, just off Victoria Drive. Today the area is a residential neighbourhood, with the Fraser River a few kilometers to the south.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Vancouver, in the early 1920s, was growing as a new city. It falls within the traditional territories of the Coast Salish peoples; known as the Squamish, Tsleil-waututh, and Musqueam. What was happening in the city during that time?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> The Polar Bear Club swim began in January 1920, where several hundred people leapt into the chilly waters of English Bay to welcome in the new year, and still do to this day;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> the Vancouver harbour police were formed;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> the first airplane to fly across Canada arrived in Richmond <i>(municipality next door)</i> on October 17, 1920, taking 10 days travel;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> prohibition ended in 1920 <i>(it began in 1917)</i>;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> arrests for prostitution counted 500;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> the first federal election where women had a vote was held in 1921;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> the population of the city was over 117,000;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> motor vehicles changed from driving on the left side to the right side on January 1st, 1922, without accidents;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> 51 new government established liquor stores were opened in 1922, and flourished;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> women were able serve on juries in 1922;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> electric power came to West Vancouver after a battle in court;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> a walnut farmer, Charles Edward Tisdall, became Vancouver's mayor in 1922;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> and there was at least one automobile for every 12 people in the city.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Vancouver City Archives - circa 1929, Photo: Frank Henry Gowen<br />Vancouver Harbour - </span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Panoramic view of Downtown from Brockton Point showing Pier A, the Customs Building, a gasoline barge, the Sun Tower, the Rogers Building, the Vancouver Block and the second Hotel Vancouver in the background.</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I followed the Wichmann family, using the BC City Directories, as they moved around the Vancouver area from 1921, to 1955.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Unfortunately, in 1939, Harry lost his life and was buried in a cemetery in Burnaby, B.C.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Rose was found to be living in an apartment complex in East Vancouver by 1943. She</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> remarried to Joseph Diederichs </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(originally from Wisconsin),</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> who lived in New Westminster, B.C. We could not locate the marriage certificate, so the year has not been determined, but it was some time between 1943, and 1945.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On October 18, 1943, Henry was sent to live with his sister, Marguerite Smith, in Washington State, U.S.A. On the border documents, it indicates he was to live there permanently. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The documents also hold a brief description of Henry: 105.3 lbs, 5'11" tall, medium build, light brown hair, with blue eyes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His mother paid the passage via railway. He had been registered and fingerprinted at the Consulate in Vancouver the year prior to his trip.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His name was listed as Gordon Henry Wichmann, stating he was 15 years old and a student.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">So how did the confusion come about with the last name being "Wickman"? As a 1st generation Canadian of German ancestry, I can understand mispronunciations of our names, and often people will record it incorrectly. This could be the reason. "Wichmann", in German dialect, is actually pronounced "V - ik - man".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With the help of Ancestry, I learned that Henry enlisted in the Merchant Seamen in 1944 and left Vancouver's Port on the SS Leaside Park <i>(a cargo ship, owned by the Anglo-Canadian Shipping Co.)</i> and headed for Britain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Some Park ships were built for Britain and named after Canadian forts; while others were built for Canada and the Commonwealth, and named after Canadian Parks. This action nicknamed them the "Park Ships". These ships began arriving in 1942, and quickly dominated the merchant fleet until 1945, when the Germans surrendered in May, followed by the Japanese in August. In total there were 176 ships.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Approximately 12,000 merchant seamen made it through WW2; some aged as young as 15 years, while most were in their 40s, and a few up to 70 years old. Over 25,000 were among the casualties, most of which were British. These men were not able to enlist in the armed services for several reasons, mostly due to age, physical shortcomings and/or had been enlisted but discharged. Therefore they joined the fight as Merchant Seamen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry came home nearing the end of the war. We found information as to his arrival on the continent from England.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This means Henry didn't remain in Washington State with his sister for very long. Remember the border document stated his intention was to live permanently with his sister. However, the following year he was listed as a "seaman", went to Britain and out to sea, arriving home by the summer of 1945, at the age of 17 years old.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ancestry also provided some evidence that Henry was married in August 1945, but I could not locate any documents to confirm this, nor a record of the woman named. It is noted he may have become a father to several children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A year after the war ended, Henry is reported in the Vancouver newspapers to have committed a crime. What had happened to him? Did his time as a Seaman put him into a dark space he couldn't come out of? Regardless, Henry chose the wrong path in life, and may not have been able to put himself right. The following accounts from the newspapers are a testament to whom he had become.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry is arrested <i>(known as "Gordon Wickman")</i> with several others for retaining stolen properties; and it appeared there may have been further charges pending. Although not clear who was involved in the armed robbery nor the kidnapping of a taxi driver; it was clear that Henry was involved in something sinister. It is interesting that the newspapers describe him as a "seaman", noting his pride in serving as a civilian during WW2, and understandably so.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Further news indicated he was not always honest to the authority.:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg22 (1946, Nov26)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The address provided was incorrect. Today, 757 East Tenth is a residential neighbourhood with a mix of old and newer houses on the block.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As the story unfolded, Henry found himself in court facing six charges. He plead guilty.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry and William McPherson broke into a private home, stole personal possessions <i>(including jewelry, total value amounting to $7000 - in today's Cdn dollar = $98,700)</i>, took the home owners vehicle, and crashed it into a store in New Westminster about 17 kms away <i>(10.5 miles)</i>. The young men also, on a previous occasion, stole two guns from a private home in an exclusive Vancouver neighbourhood, which were used several days later in the armed robbery of a drug store. Furthermore, they admitted to a robbery of narcotics at a different drug store. They were on a spree of trouble.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg01 (1946, Dec.06)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The young men Henry had been caught with, received serious sentences, and from the above article we are led to understand that they had served time in Oakalla Prison <i>(a Provincial prison)</i> in prior years/months. The article also indicates these young men were drug addicts. Henry indeed was surrounded by people from "the wrong side of the tracks".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Doesn't this sound familiar? Today we experience the same problems: theft of personal property, vehicle theft, gun theft, armed hold ups, narcotics theft and more. Time has not changed how people choose to make quick cash to gain their fixes.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the time Henry is caught with his first reported crime, he is considered an adult. A three year sentence is serious business, especially to be placed in a federal prison, one with a big history of violence, the B.C. Penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Several months after his release, Henry was in trouble again. It appears the penitentiary didn't change his attitude nor give him confidence to choose other options for his future.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry was caught after stealing a radio from a woman in a city hotel, and named in the theft of a camera from a photo supply shop a few months earlier. The new sentence for Henry was two years concurrent with a year. It is noted that Henry would be eligible to be charged as a "habitual criminal". At the time, this meant a life time imprisonment. For such a young man, at 21 years old, to be labeled "habitual" is indeed shocking. It also tells us he was probably caught for other crimes that I could not locate documented in the newspapers or available court documents.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry's address, as reported in the newspaper, is that of his mother's and stepfather's. They lived in a small house in New Westminster, not far from the penitentiary. By this time, Henry's mother was aged 61. I can only imagine she was tired of what was going on and didn't know how to help Henry change his ways.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun, pg08 (1952, Feb21)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry didn't stop his criminal ways upon his release from prison. It was obvious that punishment was not rehabilitating him. Caught for burglary <i>(3 watches, 4 pairs of socks & cash)</i> from a suite in a building not far from the city's harbour, Henry received a two year sentence. This time the police knew who he was, and on a routine check, locked him up and found out about the theft a few hours later. Good catch! What is the saying? "Once a thief, always a thief"? It fits Henry's character.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Again, after Henry's release from prison, he found trouble. This time it was for a drug transaction that someone witnessed near the Burrard Street Bridge, my favourite of all bridges in the city. The arrest took place in a home where all those involved convened. A harsh sentence puts Henry back in prison. Whether it's 18 months or one year, is not clear. See the Calgary Herald report below.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to the above Vancouver Sun article, Henry's sentence put him in Oakalla prison (Provincial). However, further charges were pending due to an investigation of a sale of drugs and a warrant charged.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article indicates a sentence of 5 years to Henry for the sale of drugs. It also indicates he is sentenced to the Penitentiary. Therefore, I will assume he was taken from Oakalla and placed into the B.C. Penitentiary due to the new sentence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is four years and nearly to the date, that Henry is caught a final time. It has us believing he didn't serve a full 5 year sentence. Often prisoners are released early due to good behaviour and/or overcrowding.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An excerpt from the book titled </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">"Four Walls in the West - the story of the British Columbia Penitentiary"</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> written by Jack David Scott, Chapter 11:</span><br /><i><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">"After the Second World War, the Canadian Penitentiary Service's new look became even more noticeable. The emphasis now was definitely on reform. Prison must cease to be a place where a man or woman merely served time before being released to do the same kind of thing all over again. Prisoners must be so treated that they would come out, if not better, at least wiser, having been exposed to activities showing that a different way of life was possible."</span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Educational programs were being offered in the penitentiary. We do not know if Henry chose to attend classes, and therefore do not know how receptive he was to reform. With evidence of his arrest in 1957, he was most likely released early because of good behaviour. It's documented in the "Four Walls in the West" that a population explosion happened in the penitentiary between the years 1946 <i>(365 inmates),</i> and 1956 <i>(692 inmates)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Two Vancouver Sun articles above, dated in December 1957, indicate Henry was arrested again, along with Robert C McDonald. Theft of a safe at a Stanley Park concession stand, along with other items, and a another breakin at the park's Aquarium <i>($70 now valued at $620 Cdn)</i> brought him a three year sentence. An employee of the concession stand heard noises above him. He was staying in the basement of the building. He called police, and as Henry and Robert rolled the safe into bushes nearby, they were flushed out. In court, it was indicated they had been drunk, well above the limit for any driver (thank goodness they were not driving!) Henry admitted to having a criminal record going back to 1945. Another man and 2 women were arrested later, but released after questioning.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Several days later, an article in the Surrey Leader described a police <i>(RCMP = Royal Canadian Mounted Police)</i> chase of Henry Gordon "Wickman" in the area of Whalley, resulting in his arrest and a two year sentence due to breaking and entering of a second hand store.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">How this can happen at the same time of the Stanley Park arrest? I wonder if Henry was released while waiting on sentencing for the Stanley Park incidence when he was caught in Surrey? Although the Vancouver Sun article dated Dec.06th indicated that a 3 year term had been imposed. Was the arrest in Whalley earlier, and he was charged after the crime in the park? Perhaps he was hauled out of prison to attend the matter of the crime in Surrey?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It happened previously when Henry was serving time in Oakalla Prison and had to appear in court due to further narcotics charges in 1953, which then had him transferred to the B.C. Penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have checked several times, while I was conducting my research, to ensure Henry Gordon Wichmann and Gordon Wickman were the same person. I am satisfied we had the correct man.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sadly, Henry met his death the following month, on January 21, 1958, due to Coronary Thrombosis </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(heart attack)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. He was buried at 10am on Saturday, January 25, 1958. He was not quite 30 years young. A family history of heart disease, especially in men <i>(fathers & brothers before age of 55, mothers & sisters before age of 65)</i>, would be the cause a high risk development in a son and/or brother.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A new marker has been placed in the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery after a makeover earlier this year. A plaque marks the names of the men buried, but for Henry it is a question of his name, and therefore indicates "unknown".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Henry's mother passed away 10 years and a few months later. Her death certificate indicated that one of the reasons was due to 10 years fighting a form of heart disease. She was 78 years young. Certainly there could have been a family history of the disease, making it a risk for any relative. Henry's siblings did go on to lead long lives.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes our account of Henry Gordon Wichmann. I hope you have learned something valuable. We will continue our series by bringing you the stories of other inmates buried at the small acre of land nicknamed "Boot Hill Cemetery" but known as the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you visit the site, please keep in mind that this is sacred land, and no matter who these men were in life, their space should be respected.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sources</span></i></u><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>: newspap</i></span></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>ers.com; ancestry.ca; familysearch.org; BritishColonist.ca; UBC Open Sessions; BC Archives; Vancouver Public Library; BC Directories; Saskatchewan Archival Information Network (SAIN); Humboldt Museum; U.Alberta Libraries - Peel's Prairie Provinces; vancouverhistory.ca; Vancouver City Archives; the Canadian Encyclopedia; Encyclopedia Britannica; inflationcalculator.ca; shipbuildinghistory.com; fortships.tripod.com; "Four Walls in the West - the story of the British Columbia Penitentiary" - Jack David Scott</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-20014197083801335722018-08-18T09:34:00.001-07:002019-03-15T17:50:55.868-07:00Assault, Robbery and Manslaughter.. (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We bring you the case <i>(through newspaper & document records) </i>of a man who grew up in the Fraser Valley area of Greater Vancouver, B.C., found himself in and out of jail, with a final violent crime sending him to Federal Prison. Sadly, his life ended a few years later. This is our twentieth blog about the convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery in New Westminster, used between 1913-1967 by the B.C. Penitentiary <i>(razed in 1980)</i>, one of the toughest prisons in the Canada.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #6651 - George Wallace</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George was born February 09, 1911 in British Columbia. Records indicate he was a member of the Soowahlie Band No. 13, which calls the Chilliwack-Cultus Lake area home, and is part of the Sto'lo First Nation peoples. His father, also named George, and mother, Mary Danilda, raised a family of 3 children, if not more. It is documented George had two brothers, Jim and John. We are not sure if there were more siblings in the family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Life for Indigenous people in B.C. was extremely difficult, and has its challenges today. Children were forcibly separated/taken from their families and homes by government agents and church-run missionaries, and thrust into "Indian Residential" schools in an attempt to assimilate them into a "superior way of life". St. Mary's Indian Residential School was situated in Mission, B.C. From many reports the mission was a place filled with abusive experiences. We cannot begin to understand the pain, torment and anguish that children <i>(and their families)</i> experienced under the hands of the "white man".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In July 2018, I had a chance to visit the land on which St. Mary's Mission <i>(later named St. Mary's Residential School)</i> stood. It is now part of the Fraser River Heritage Park in Mission, B.C. Today the buildings are destroyed but in places one can see remnants of the structures which once stood. The mission's cemetery named "Oblates of Mary Immaculate" <i>(above photo)</i> was chosen after the 1870 gold rush subsided. The cemetery sits just outside of the boundaries of the park, and is used today by the Oblates. Interred are not only the Oblate Fathers, Bishops, Brothers and other clergy, but also pioneer families of the area and First Nations families.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Documents are not available to determine if George was one of the many children forced to attend this mission school; but if he had, this may help explain how the brutality affected him throughout his life. We must also note that discrimination and prejudice of native peoples was rife in Canada, and still goes on today. You will notice the use of slurs that were deemed acceptable of the time in the local newspaper articles presented in this blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Read this article written for the CBC by Rafferty Baker </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Oct.25, 2016) </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">for a better understanding: </span><a href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/british-columbia/reconciliation-tour-reveals-dark-history-of-mission-b-c-school-1.3821530" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Reconciliation Tour</b></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our first accounting of George in the newspapers began in 1929, when his brother, Jim, was accused of murder. George was 18 years young at the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspapers articles of 1929, named George Wallace as one of the bystanders who witnessed a brutal crime his brother, Jim Wallace, was charged with manslaughter for; resulting in the death of Lee Kee Tai <i>(or Kay Tai Lee - according to BC Archives)</i>, an 80 year old Chinese man from Sardis, B.C.. George and his brother, John, were released after the trial. Jim Wallace was found guilty; but due to the court's mercy, was later released on a suspended sentence. A statement he had made to the police was removed from evidence, as the warning <i>(Canada does not have "Miranda Warning" such as the USA - a "Caution" or "warning" is read before one is charged)</i> was not read properly beforehand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The following year, 1930, another charge fell on Jim Wallace.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This time Jim was charged with public intoxication, and fined $30 or one month in Oakalla Prison <i>(a Provincial Prison in Burnaby, BC)</i>. He was picked up along with Matilda Mussell, who received a $15 fee.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Four years later, George is charged for "public intoxication" and was fined $25 or two months in prison. He served time rather than pay the fee. He was picked up with Matilda Mussel and Ella Sam.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A month and two weeks later, George was in the news again. He attempted to escape the clutches of the police and hid under a residence in Vancouver's east side Chinatown area, just off Westminster Ave East <i>(now known as Main Street)</i>. The police used garden hose to flood him out, without success. Finally officers crawled under the house and brought George out from hiding. He was sentenced and found guilty for "creating a disturbance"; however, the sentence of 6 months was suspended pending his good behaviour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In December 1938, George was held in connection with the brutal murder of Marie Hawthorne. It was alleged that he attacked Marie, which resulted in her death. It's also alleged that George attacked Marie's daughter, Dorothy Sam. George was visiting because his two brothers, who were married to two of Marie's sisters, lived in the same household.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A month after his arrest, the newspapers reported that George was charged not only with the "murder" of Marie Hawthorne, but also "attempted murders" of Dorothy <i>(Marie's daughter)</i>, Dan Hujwan, and Mrs E <i>(Rose)</i> Killeen; and with the "assaults" on Mrs C Shepperd and her daughter, Betty; plus with the "breaking and entering" of Victor Pattullo's home. Seven charges in all.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We found the Death Certificate for Maria Sam, which states she was found dead on a bed at Cabin 8 - 255 Prior Street. She had lacerations on her face, skull and brain, and died of a hemorrhage. Marie was born in 1902, in Sardis, B.C., and was 36 years young at the time of her death. Her residence listed as Main Street.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A newspaper from Montreal, Quebec <i>(clear across the country)</i> reported more details of the crime, and explained that a drinking party had been in progress on Prior Street in Vancouver, at which George and at least six other people had participated. The report also mentioned the "breaking and entering" charge.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A search of Victor Pattullo's residence gives us an address of 1728 East 2nd Avenue in Vancouver, B.C., in the Clement Apartment building.:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As Marie Sam <i>(aka Hawthorne)</i> was murdered on Prior Street, I checked with Google Maps to see how far it would be to walk from Victor Pattullo's apartment, and am led to believe it would take around 40 minutes travelling west <i>(3 kilometers - almost 2 miles)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A few days after the article from Quebec, the newspaper in Chilliwack confirmed the charges against George, and announced he was headed for trial.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In March 1939, the assizes court began, and after deliberations, the jury announced they had acquitted George Wallace of the murder charge <i>(Marie Sam, aka Hawthorne)</i>. However, he was remanded for the charge of "attempted murder" against Rose Killeen. We could not locate articles indicating the other "attempted murder" charges had been dropped, or that George had been acquitted of them. George was 28 years young at this time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Nanaimo newspapers reported the following day on March 15, 1939, that George Wallace had been ordered a new trial concerning the "breaking and entering" charge because of a disagreement of the jury.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On March 16, 1939, sentencing was held over until the end of the Assize session. During this time, George Wallace remained in jail.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A Victoria, B.C. newspaper made a report a few weeks later, that the jury in George's case had visited the cabins on Prior Street, stating the area was "deplorable and disgraceful", calling them "breeding places of crime, disease and filth", and recommended they be destroyed. According to the Chilliwack newspaper <i>(see below clip)</i>, the Judge referred their recommendation to the proper authorities.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We located a photo of some of the cabins on Prior; keep in mind they are not the cabin in which Marie Sam was found deceased. Today, these cabins are long gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On May 05, 1939, George is noted to have appealed his sentence of three years for "breaking, entering and stealing" of Victor Pattullo's home at the Clements Apartment building. We find nothing further for three years, so we may assume his appeal did not go well. As this was a Provincial charge, and not a Federal one, George would have served time in Oakalla Prison, Burnaby, B.C. The prison no longer exists, with new condominiums and homes now built on the former site. It was used from 1912-1991.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1942, George was charged of "robbery with violence" against Hari Singh for $32.00, valued at approximately $482.00 in today's Canadian currency. He was sentenced to seven years in the penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George appealed his sentence a few months later, and was granted a trial in November 1942.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A search for further newspaper accounts of the appeal results, came up empty, nor were Court documents available. We can assume his appeal was denied, and his sentence of seven years stood firm. George's history of charges had piled up and were surely considered in the ruling.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is not long after his release from prison, George Wallace was in the news once more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George had been charged with "theft" of $0.76 Cdn <i>(worth $8.26 in today's Canadian currency);</i> but as his victim died in the hospital a few days later, the charge against him was changed to one of "murder".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Andrew Neil Kirkpatrick, who resided in Vancouver for 25 years, had immigrated from Ireland in 1924, and was 65 years old at the time of his death. Andrew lived at 634 E. Georgia Street <i>(an apartment complex built in 1905, listed as "Georgia Rooms" in the city directories, also known as "Georgia Manor")</i> and was employed as a labourer with the Biltmore Construction Company. Andrew's relationship status was noted as being "single".</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy City of Vancouver Archives -<br />634 E. Georgia Street(circa 1978)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What was Vancouver, B.C. like during 1948?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br />--> The economy recovered during WW2, and continued to thrive in the late 40's. Although a housing crisis developed after the war, 50 hectares of land were quickly developed near Grandview Hwy & Boundary Rd.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> The first two-way escalator was installed at the Hudson's Bay store in the downtown core, which brought out huge crowds.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> The Chinese and East Indian citizens had won the right to vote provincially in 1947, with First Nations and Japanese citizens winning it in 1949.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> Bing Crosby visited the city, brought his popular radio show, and recorded a benefit program.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> Deadly flooding of the Fraser River was experienced in the valley</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> Jack Deighton's widow died. Jack was known as "Gassy Jack", after whom Gastown <i>(beginnings of Vancouver)</i> was named for. Jack died in 1875, five years after marrying the 12 year old Madeline <i>(her First Nation name was "Qua-Hail-Ya)</i>. She had been his 2nd wife, and thought of him fondly.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> Vancouver's Mayor, Charles Jones, died in office. He had won the seat just over a year prior.<br />--> The T. Eaton Company took over nine B.C. stores of the David Spencer chain, and shortly after, the popular Canadian store called "Eaton's" was built in the city centre.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> New Brill T-44 Trolley buses began in August 1948, and 30 were put into service.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> The airport was officially named Vancouver International Airport.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> Margaret Sinclair, the future wife of Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau, was born.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">--> In world news, Mahatma Gandhi was assassinated; and Prince Charles was born in Buckingham Palace.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Now that we have a sense of what was going on in the city during that year, let's get back to George's situation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George's trial began in January 1949. Newspapers reported that one of the witnesses, Allan Thompson, was held for perjury due to a change of statements he made from those at the preliminary trial. The trial indicated clearly that Andrew Neil Kirkpatrick died as a result of injuries suffered from an attack on a city street, of which Wallace was charged. Kirkpatrick's Death Certificate described <i>"he was struck and knocked over to the pavement by George Wallace in 400 block E. Georgia St, public place."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A few days later the trial concluded. George was found "guilty" of "manslaughter" and sentenced to 15 years. The news indicated that George had been released from Oakalla Prison <i>(Provincial Prison)</i> a few days prior to the attack. Looking back at our investigation, we note George Wallace had completed a seven year sentence for "robbery with violence"; and yet again, committed a similar crime, this time it resulted in the death of his victim.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An attempt is made to appeal the decision a few months later, but it was denied. The newspapers reported that "Wallace had not been responsive to leniency", and had a history of 27 convictions in 19 years. He was sentenced to the notorious B.C. Penitentiary in New Westminster, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sadly, George Wallace's story comes to an end on July 21, 1956, with his death at Shaughnessy Hospital, at the age of 45 years. One day prior he had been submitted to the hospital and undergone surgery. He was buried at the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery, known as "Boot Hill", 6 days later at 9:30 a.m. Rev. D.J. Gillis held a small grave-side service.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">George Wallace's death resulted in "generalized peritonitis", which is the inflammation of the walls of an abdomen and cover of the abdomen organs. The symptoms may include severe pain, bloating, fever, weight loss, tenderness, nausea, diarrhea, thirst, loss of appetite; which may have been caused by an fungal or bacterial infection, or an abdominal injury. Without immediate treatment, death may occur after several days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We wonder if he contracted an infection, or an injury?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What do we know about George's life? Not much, other than he kept his "single" status, was in and out of jail and prison for a variety of offences, didn't have an address <i>(being incarcerated was home)</i>, did not acquire a job, and we could not locate documentation to indicate anyone claimed his body after death.<br />After researching this young life cut short, I often send good thoughts out into the universe with hope that his spirit has finally found its way to peace, and a sense of belonging.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy New Westminster Archives - (circa 1987, item no. IHP9399)<br />Main Entrance to BC Penitentiary</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After WW2 things had changed at the B.C. Penitentiary <i>(operated from 1878 to 1980)</i>. Prisoners were now being "treated", rather than just "serving time". Programs had been installed for educational purposes, activities to teach a different way to live life, and lectures were made available for those interested. Sports and exercise had increased, with a new yard available in 1947, providing three handball courts, a horseshoe pitch, a bowls court, and checkerboards. The time spent exercising had been increased for the prisoners. Basketball, softball and soccer became available after 1950. Confidence building classes were offered, and the publication of a prisoner's magazine called "Transition" began in 1952, written by the inmates but reviewed prior to publishing by the Warden's staff. A canteen was added for prisoners to enjoy twice a month. Rules were still rules, and prisoners were kept in their cells for most part of every day. A silence bell would ring at 6 p.m. which meant prisoners were not allowed to speak to those in adjacent cells. It demanded silence.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Concerts for prisoners were organized, and such notables as Frankie Lane, the Mills Brothers, and Louis Armstrong gave up part of their day to perform at "the Pen".</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not only did things change for prisoners, but also for the prison staff. Training programs <i>(9 days in length)</i> for new guards were implemented to assisted them in learning the methods used, day to day routines, and the layout of the prison. New guards would go through interviews with the upper staff, and were tested for their abilities with fire arms. Industrial clinics were held for new training skills to be introduced. A new post became available in 1947 of a Classification Officer, who's role was to conduct interviews with inmates to ensure they were placed in classes and speaking engagements which would benefit their character. By 1948 a full training college had been set up in Ottawa, Ontario.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The population of the federal prison was 365 in 1946. By 1956, it had increased to 692. During the early 1950's, additions to the prison were made to house more inmates, and renovations of the kitchen, hospital, and chapels were completed. No major incidences were reported during George Wallace's sentence. Two escapees were recaptured within a few days. Otherwise, all was in working order at the B.C. Penitentiary.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes our account of George Wallace. I hope you have learned something valuable. We will continue our series by bringing you the stories of other inmates buried at the small acre of land known as "Boot Hill Cemetery".</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you visit the site, please keep in mind that this is sacred land, and no matter who these men were in life, their space should be respected.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sources</span></i></u><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>: newspap</i></span></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>ers.com; ancestry.ca; familysearch.org; BritishColonist.ca; UBC Open Sessions; BC Archives; Vancouver Public Library; BC Directories; Bowell Funeral Records; Vancouver City Archives; inflationcalculator.ca; Google Maps; Google; Wikipedia; The Chuck Davis History of Metropolitan Vancouver - author, Chuck Davis; Four Walls in the West - author, Jack David Scott; CBC.ca; the Canadian Encyclopedia; New Westminster Archives (New Westminster Museum and Heritage Services).</i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Note</u>: Photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI) and may not be used or copied without written permission.</i></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our stories about the convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery <i>(used between 1913-1967)</i> in New Westminster, BC, now turns to a case of large proportions in Western Canada. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The convict accused and sentenced, was interred at Boot Hill Cemetery, also known as the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery. It has finally been recognized by the City of New Westminster with a small sign at the gate, the long grasses, weeds and brambles removed, and new stones laid </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(the old grave markers the prisoners had made were removed)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> in place,</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> using a ground penetrating device. This is our nineteenth blog about the convicts at Boot Hill.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #9693 - W Black</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After lengthy research I believe we found the man buried in the cemetery. Clues were provided: his first initial was "W" and his death recorded in 1960. The investigation into this convict led to the following incredible story about a convict named <b>"William Black"</b>... or so I thought he was named.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. Black was believed to have been born in Vancouver, BC; or at least all information led to him being "from" the city. Although we could not locate a death certificate, Ancestry did assist us in finding information concerning his death.:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With this information at hand, a wild chase was on, leading me through archived newspaper reports, to find an incredible case that was deemed to be one of the largest forgery cases in Canada of it's time <i>(the 1950s)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">News came in the form of two short articles from Vancouver Island, implicating William Black as a cheque forger, and suspecting a second man <i>(unnamed)</i>. He was accused of walking into the Bank of Montreal in Victoria, B.C., attempting to cash a "forged" Canadian Income Tax refund cheque for $263.15. This would be valued </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">today</span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(60 years later)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> at $2,280.06 in Canadian currency.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Further information provided in the article indicated that 16 banks lost approximately $4,228.00 <i>(valued $36,663.39 today-Canadian currency)</i> within 3 hours. It appeared to be a one-day spree of forged cheque cashing. William was released on $2500 bail, to appear in court August 28, 1958.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once the news was out, I scrambled to find updates about the court case. I could not locate any B.C. Court documents, nor were they available through the Archives held in the Provincial Capital <i>(Victoria, B.C.)</i>. However, the above article helped us to understand news reported at the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Uncashed cheques totalling approximately $112,209.00 <i>(valued at nearly a Million Canadian dollars today)</i> were held on exhibit at William Black's preliminary hearing. It was thought that a ring was going to operate across the country, with the headquarters being in Vancouver, B.C. Equipment to create forged Government cheques was discovered wrapped in a blanket, tossed in the Fraser River, along with partially completed driver's licenses and credit reference cards. 22 witnesses took the stand that first day, maps were produced covering the Provinces, and further evidence was found in an apartment that William Black had rented. After 2 1/2 hours, the court was adjourned to the following Thursday to hear the remainder of 47 witnesses. Bail was then withdrawn and raised to $5000.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Charged with "attempting to deal with a forged document", Black was back in court on September 4th. Fourteen witnesses testified, and a further nine were scheduled for the following Thursday. For the first time, William's age is documented. Note, newspaper accounts are not always accurate, but it certainly tells us we are on the correct path. Born in 1926, would put William's age at 32 years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">James Proudfoot was representing William Black. He indicated his client could not come up with sureties to be released on the $5000 bail, and had been held in custody <i>(jail)</i> after his last appearance in court.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It had been suspected that William had not acted alone; however, the article does not name the other accused person involved in the scheme. In the August 28th article, we learned Black had been arrested driving a rental car to Nanaimo, B.C. In this report it states they had been on a 3.5 hour cheque cashing spree in the Greater Victoria area, which involved 18 bank branches, on Thursday July 24th. It is noted that several police forces and agencies worked together on the case: Victoria Police, Saanich Police, Vancouver Police, and Victoria and Richmond R.C.M.P. agencies.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What had me puzzled is the blanket found in the Fraser River. Taking a guess at why this piece of evidence was tossed into one of the biggest rivers in the province, I assume while Black was out on bail, he took a ferry home to Vancouver and tried to discard of this crucial evidence. Or, perhaps his partner in crime attempted to dispose of the evidence. Had he been caught? Or was he still out there?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With the different police agencies searching his home, it has me believing they found the evidence either by confession, something documented at his home, or because Black lived on the water front. Fraser River was used as a transport highway, and still is today. Mostly for logging. I would guess that by discarding the evidence in a wrapped up blanket, it wouldn't be long before it fell apart and scattered the documents and other evidence into the river. It is amazing that the police were able to pull it from the water. I have seen the river water become quite turbulent dependant on the weather and boat traffic.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Sep.12, 1958) pg 02</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On September 12, 1958, it is announced William Black's case will be heard in court in the Fall Assizes. The article provides us with a clearer description of the evidence found at the river. It's reported that two cardboard boxes bundled in blankets, containing thousands of cheques, were found on the edge of Fraser River, not in it. The map provided above, shows the river flowing along the south edge of the city. What point along the river William had stored these boxes is not clear. I took at a look at the city directories. Available up to 1955 <i>(later editions are held in Archives)</i>, I found a number of "William Black's" listed; however, none were listed in a home near the river. It certainly would require further digging.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Finally there is news as to whom William Black's accomplice was:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Robert J. Wilson, 30 years old, arrested in Vancouver, B.C. by detectives of two different agencies. The hard work of the police paid off. T</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">hey laid a charge on Wilson for the forged document </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(cheque)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> the pair attempted to cash in a Saanich Bank of Montreal branch.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Further explained in the Sep.18, 1958, article, was Black's automobile chase with the police. Previously we learned the vehicle he had been driving, and pulled over in, was a rental. Nothing was mentioned about a chase, although I wondered why he would have been stopped, unless under suspicion. It would be safe to make an assumption that the bank alerted the police immediately with a description of Black and his vehicle, which led to the chase.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to the newspaper report, Black's bail was now set at $7500 and two property sureties. Mr. Proudfoot <i>(Black's lawyer)</i> also announced he would be released from Oakalla jail <i>(Provincial jail in Burnaby, B.C.)</i>. It is also reported that Wilson's bail is set at $5000 and he's being represented by the same lawyer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Robert J. Wilson's preliminary trial was set for the the following Thursday, Sep. 25, 1958.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It appears, in the above article, that Robert Wilson was not identified by any of the witnesses, as being part of the scheme.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William Black's case was heard in the Assizes Court on Monday, November 3, 1958. He was identified as the man who fled in the vehicle, which led to a chase. The police lost him, but later the RCMP stopped him on the highway up to Nanaimo, B.C. Once in custody, the police contacted the Vancouver agency, who then searched his apartment and found evidence of forged driver's licenses, credit cards and more. A few days later other evidence was uncovered by the Fraser River. It is said the forgeries were very good ones.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sentencing was swift. Guilty. William Black received five years in the B.C. Penitentiary <i>(Federal prison)</i> on five counts of forgery and cashing government cheques.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Black attempted to file an appeal in February 1959, but it was dismissed in court.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Above, find our map of the areas in which William Black (Krebs) worked, lived and was caught in.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I wasn't satisfied with the lack of information we found on Mr. Black, as all accounts advised us he was from Vancouver. Why I could not find more, had me stumped. So I put my "detective" hat on. The notice of a death certificate telling us William Black died on August 13, 1960, did not provide a reason of death. I contacted the B.C. Archives and asked for a copy of the record. At first, I thought they had sent me the incorrect document, for the name on the certificate read <b>"William Krebs"</b>. Upon closer view, it contained the same date of death, same location <i>(New Westminster);</i> it also<i> </i>indicated he was 35 years old from Ohio, USA. So I dug in and became lucky!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William Black was an alias for William Krebs. With this information, everything began to fall into place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William Krebs: born May 08, 1925.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Parents: Gus Krebs and Pearl Adams<br />Birthplace: Youngstown, Ohio<br />Married: Mary Lou<br />Deceased: August 13, 1960<br />Reason for death: Coronary Thrombosis <i>(blockage of flow of blood to the heart caused by a blood clot.)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Length of time in this Country: 2 years 8 months</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This was astounding, and my search to discover who William Black aka Krebs was, widened. The occupation listed on the certificate was "bookkeeper", but was this true?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With the help of Ancestry.ca I discovered William had been an interesting man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the Struthers, Ohio census of 1930 - William <i>(then 6 years old)</i> listed as living with his parents, his Grandmother <i>(Florence Adams)</i>, his brother <i>(Norman, 12 years old)</i> and sister <i>(Jean A, 13 years old)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His father, Augustus, was from Germany and worked as a cabinet maker; while his mother Pearl, was from Pennsylvania and was a stay at home mother.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His death certificate named Youngstown as his place of birth. I found that today it's only a 13 minute dri</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ve to Struthers. Certainly I had found the correct William Krebs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Next, I learned that William had signed up for active duty in World War 2 in the US Navy:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With a description provided on the draft card, we learn that William may have been living in Nevada during 1944-1945 when he enlisted. Standing 5'11", 157 lbs, with brown hair and eyes, and a "ruddy" <i>(meaning a healthy red colour)</i> complexion; we get a sense of his appearance.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The USS Samuel B Roberts </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(DE-413)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> was a class destroyer escort ship, which was sunk during the Battle of Samar on October 25, 1944, near the Philippines. She had been protecting 3 small escort carriers, when at dawn the Japanese Center Force attacked. She charged towards a heavy cruiser, and once in torpedo range, was able to blast off it's stern. She continued to charge and shoot at several other Japanese ships, firing over 600 shells while maneuvering at close range. She was hit by three large shells which tore through the port side of her aft engine room, and lost one of her guns. At 9:35am the order was given to abandon ship. She sank 30 minutes later with 90 of her crew, while 120 survived on life boats for the next 50 hours before being rescued.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I next learned that Krebs had been married and divorced once <i>(Georgia May Krebs, 1953)</i>, with a son <i>(Thomas Ray Krebs)</i>; and his second marriage was to Mary Lou Bush <i>(1955</i>). He was living in Youngstown, listing his birth in Struthers, Ohio.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In a City Directory for Spokane, Washington of 1958, I found a listing for William Krebs and Mary Krebs, working as a maintenance man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This directory would put William not far from Vancouver, B.C. Why</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> William Krebs </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(alias Black)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> traveled to Vancouver, B.C. is unknown at this time. Was he fleeing from his second marriage, or had Mary gone along? Did his family have connections in Spokane area? Did he make promises to send money home? Were things not quite right with him after WW2? Or was there someone who suggested the idea of making fast money that enticed him? The reasons may never be clear, and we can only speculate at this time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana";">1958, the world was in the midst of what was called the "Eisenhower Recession". Many businesses were affected and shut down. It lasted approximately 8 months before recovery began, and by the end of the year, the economy was heading towards new high levels of employment and production.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana";">Perhaps this was one reason for William's move to using illegal means to create income. Why he chose Vancouver, B.C. is questionable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William passed away in the B.C. Penitentiary on August 13, 1960 due to a blood clot. He was buried in Boot Hill Cemetery <i>(for inmates)</i> as his body was not claimed by family or friends.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This may tell us that Mary <i>(his wife)</i> and his family in Ohio, either didn't know William had died, or decided not to claim his body.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This is the end of our fascinating story of Mr. William Krebs <i>(alias: William Black)</i>. Thank you for coming along on this journey.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources: </b>Ancestry.ca; Find A Grave; Newspapers.com; BC Archives; Google.ca; Inflationcalculator.ca; Wikipedia; UBC Library Open Collections; Canadiana Online </i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-13565481360516994512018-04-02T19:15:00.000-07:002019-03-15T17:51:50.829-07:00The Cigarette Thief (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today we bring you the story of a young man who became part of a theft ring during the Great Depression. This is our eighteenth story about the convicts buried at the once forgotten cemetery for the B.C. Penitentiary <i>(razed in 1980)</i>, known as "Boot Hill" <i>(used between 1913-1967)</i>. It has recently undergone a revamping. The city <i>(New Westminster)</i> cleaned up the acre, planted new grass seeds, replaced the old stones with new ones; and is now easily accessible on a path between townhouses and a highrise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Herbert Ross was born in Greater Winnipeg, Manitoba on June 23, 1910, and was of Scottish decent. Not much is known about Herbert's family for there were many Ross' families in the area, some of them notable in the history of the Province. I could not locate any that had a son born in 1910 bearing his name. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Winnipeg, Manitoba</b>: Incorporated as the city of Winnipeg <i>(named after the nearby lake, and name comes from the Western Cree tribe meaning "muddy water", and become the Capital of the province)</i> in 1873, it lies at the confluence of the Red River and Assiniboine River, approximately 100 kms north of the Minnesota - Manitoba border. Fur trading posts had been established in the area since 1738 <i>(the French being the first to arrive)</i>, and in 1812, a permanent settlement rose when Scottish crofters <i>(known as the Selkirk settlers) </i>arrived. After it's incorporation, the railroad arrived in 1885, bringing with it a flood of immigrants. Agriculture became one of its main sources of income to the economy. Today it has grown to include aerospace, transportation, information technology, finance and insurance, furniture and apparel industries. It is known as "the Gateway to the West".<br />Manitoba is home to the Ojibway, Oji-Cree, Nakota, Dene and Cree First Nations, as well as the Metis Nation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Herbert's story came into view in 1930's when an article in the Nanaimo Daily News announced the capture of several men involved in the largest tobacco theft ring in Vancouver, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please note, the Great Depression of 1929 was felt worldwide and lasted a decade. Vancouver was a destination for many of the unemployed in Canada, due to its warmer climate. Vancouver not only experienced long bread lines, but shanty towns and hobo jungles had become common sights in the city. Looting, marches and riots popped up throughout the years, which kept the police busy, and led to anger and frustration in the population. Relief camps <i>(work camps)</i> were created just outside of the city, known as "slave camps", where men were forced to do road work.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We may assume that Herbert Ross went to Vancouver in hopes of finding work. His death certificate indicates his occupation was as store clerk. But was this correct? Did he find work, even temporarily? Being without a job may explain his story.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News<br />(Feb.03/1933) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News<br />(Feb.03/1933) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The men arrested with Herbert Ross were William Ferguson, E. Downey, Cecil MacDonald, and William Williams <i>(Mission, BC)</i>. Herbert and Cecil listed their address as the same house at 561 Hornby Street, near Dunsmuir Street in the downtown core of Vancouver, BC. Below is a photograph from the Archives of Hornby Street, and the roominghouse would be on the left side. Also found are directory listings, confirming Cecil's residence and occupation <i>(mechanic)</i> as well as the address being a rooming house run by Margaret B MacDonald.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy VPL.ca - BC Directory / Cecil McDonald listed on Hornby (1931)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy VPL.ca - BC Directory / Margaret B MacDonald<br />rooming house keeper of 561 Hornby St (1932/1933)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - Margaret MacDonald confirmed as<br />roominghouse keeper (1935, List of Electors)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The haul of the robbery was huge for the time, and detectives believed other robberies may have been caused by the same theft ring. As the newspapers reported, a squad of detectives had been investigating similar crimes for several weeks.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Google Maps - Dowtown Vancouver (Ross' home to robbery site)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On June 3, 1933, just before Herbert's 23rd birthday, the court cases for the gang is announced in the newspapers.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist, appeals (Jun.03/1933)pg02</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist - appeals (Jun.27/1933)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The court case resulted in a two year sentence. In June 1933, Ross sought an appeal on his conviction and was back in court, with A.H. Fleishman representing him. He lost the appeal. Some details of the heist are explained. While Ferguson and McDonald <i>(MacDonald)</i> were accused to be connected with the transportation of the tobacco products, Ross' and Williams' roles were not explained. However, $3000 worth of tobacco was stolen with the intent to deliver it to another cigar store, where the police were in wait.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">$3000 Canadian dollars in 1933, is valued at $55,600 today. That certainly is a chunk of change!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The tobacco was stolen from the Morton Clarke & Co, in Gastown district of Vancouver, BC. The shop was owned by A J Morton and Richard Clarke, who founded it in 1923. A J retired in 1936, and as of today, the company is still a family business operated by the Clarke's. The business has expanded in distributing convenience products to retailers throughout the province (B.C.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A photo of Gastown, where Morton Clarke & Co was situated, shows Water Street and the warehouse district.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Nothing further is heard about Herbert Ross until the following year, in 1934.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On September 7, 1934, at the B.C. Penitentiary, three convicts were replacing a window in the cell block. Standing on scaffolding, which prisoners had constructed, the contraption gave way. It teatered back and forth, and then collapsed, bringing the convicts down with it. Herbert Ross, Jack Hyslop and J.D. McDonald were rushed to the prison hospital, and then on to the Royal Columbian Hospital in New Westminster. Ross didn't make it, neither did McDonald. Both died of their injuries. An inquest was held.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">John Duncan McDonald, the prisoner who died along side of Herbert Ross, was 34 years young. He was a native of Vancouver, born to Angus McDonald and Elizabeth Nechoim on October 6, 1899. He had been baptised in the Holy Rosary Church (Roman Catholic), which still stands today in the heart of the city centre. His reason for being in the penitentiary, is not known; however, the Vancouver newspapers report various incidences of assault and attempted murder by a John McDonald in the 1920's. Could this be the same man?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On September 21, 1934, the verdict from the inquest announced that the inmates were at fault for having constructed a shoddy scaffolding, thus resulting in the 2 deaths leaving the third badly injured.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Herbert Ross died of his injuries, internal hemorrhage, and shock due to his fall from the scaffolding. They labelled it an "accident". Herbert was at the age of 24 years, 2 months and 15 days young. He had been sentenced to two years at the B.C. Penitentiary and was just over a year into serving his time. Family names were not indicated on his death certificate, therefore it may be his family was not made aware of the incident <i>(or could not be located)</i>, nor did they claim his body.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Herbert was laid to rest at the Boot Hill Cemetery on September 27, 1934.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For a young man during this time, it may have been that he truly could not find work. He is held solely responsible for his actions and decision to enter into criminal lifestyle, but certainly during the depression many innocent men and women chose the same route just to survive. Documentation has not been found to tell us what type of a prisoner he was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">However, it is known that during the 30's there was unrest at the prison, and around the time of his death, several inmates had refused to work. The convicts demanded more comfortable conditions, but the press announced they wanted wages for their work. Three days after the incident in which Herbert lost his life, a large number of convicts went on strike. <i>(The number is debatable - around 70 inmates at least.)</i> They caused a commotion, hurled items at those who chose to work, and broke glass, toilets, cell beds and chairs. This continued for three days. The ringleaders were paddled. By the new year, the Capital of Canada <i>(Ottawa)</i> made a decision to pay the prisoners $0.05 a day for work.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This move also led to separation of young prisoners from old. Two officers would spend their day with the younger inmates, from 6am to 9pm; while they ate and worked. The prisoners were under constant scrutiny. In 1934 a new warden was assigned to the Pen, and things changed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you visit Boot Hill, please pay respect to the inmates buried there. Although they were left behind to be forgotten, they were people of different circumstance. Herbert Ross chose the wrong path, which ultimately cost him his life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please join us on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks"><b>Facebook</b></a> and/or send us your comments via our Website. We'd love to hear from you, and certainly share any information you have about this graveyard. We are happy to learn what you know.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you are interested in listening to the EVPs we captured at the cemetery over the years, go <b><a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/2006-2013">here</a> </b><i>(bottom of the page)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lastly, if you visit the cemetery, please remember to be respectful. It doesn't matter who these men were in life, as everyone deserves to rest in peace. Hopefully our convicts have found that in their afterlife. If not, perhaps our stories about them will help them to move on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Till next time,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources</b>: Ancestry.ca; Wikipedia; Find a Grave; Newspapers.com; BritishColonist.ca; BC Archives; Manitoba Historical Society; University of Alberta Libraries; Vancouver Public Library - BC Directories & Photo Archives; inflationcalculator.ca; mortonclarke.com; canadianencyclopedia.ca; vanarchive.wordpress.com; "Four Walls in the West" - Jack David Scott.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Dear Friends,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I wrote about our visit to San Francisco on New Year's Eve, in the blog about the "Haunted" Queen Anne. (<a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2018/02/the-haunted-queen-anne-hotel.html"><b>Read</b></a>) A few days later, Lesli and I packed our bags again and travelled to the coast of Northern California; our destination was Fort Bragg. Please enjoy our journey.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Our Second Adventure: </b>My wife had gifted us a two night stay in Fort Bragg's haunted "Grey Whale Inn". We set out on a drizzly day, January 3rd, with excitement. I had never travelled this far north in California; therefore, it became a true adventure. We chose to take the CA 128 West from Cloverdale, to the Coastal Hwy 1, and then head north. The drive to reach our destination took just under two hours. Along the way we found ourselves travelling through small towns such as Yorkville, Boonville and Navarro, which are nestled in Anderson Valley where spooky leafless oak trees stand on the hillsides. Once closer to the coastline, we drove through a forest of giant redwoods <i>(Navarro River Redwoods State Park)</i>, standing thick and tall, along with fir and hemlock trees lining the highway. The aroma of the area was fabulous!</span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We arrived in Fort Bragg and stopped for a sandwich at the local Safeway, before heading to the </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Grey Whale Inn</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. The weather was cloudy and wet, and we could smell the salt of the ocean in the air.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the moment we stepped through the front door, I could feel the energy of the building rush towards me, and I knew we were in for a treat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The woman at the reception desk was welcoming and warm. She walked us through the Inn, showing us several rooms and areas of interest before heading up the stairs and ramps to the top of the building. There are two suites on the third floor. The Sunrise Room <i>(photo above-windows on right side)</i> and the Sunset Room <i>(photo above-our balcony on left side)</i>. Our stay for the next two days, the Sunset, had a view looking south and west, with an outdoor balcony, a full bathroom<i>, </i>access to Wifi, and plenty of space. It was heavenly!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On a side note, there was no television, which we didn't mind; and the decor is simple, dated, yet refreshing. I loved it!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We were advised of a games room in the basement, a coffee nook area behind reception on the main floor <i>(first one awake is to push the button on the coffee maker each morning)</i>, and given permission to roam and explore. I must add, during our two day stay, we did not encounter other guests, although we could hear the family on the 2nd floor when we passed the area. Lesli and I noticed the wide hallways and doors to each room. The ramps went from the 2nd to 3rd floor, and certainly gave us a work out. There is no elevator in the building.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Inn felt peaceful; however, the basement had an entirely different feeling to it. Not that it was negative, but one could feel a shift in atmosphere, telling us something was "alive". We explained to our host that we were interested in the "spirits" and history of the building. She was more than happy to explain what she knew about it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After moving into our room, I took to wandering around and snapped some photos. Outside, in the back, I encountered several deer roaming through the yard. It was a moment of pure joy. I love wildlife! Enjoy some of the photos I took to share with you:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The history of the Grey Whale Inn begins in 1915, when Dr. F. McLean Campbell convinced the Union Lumber Company to kick in funds to build the hospital. However, a Fort Bragg Hospital was standing long before the Grey Whale Inn began. I'll explain further on.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Northern Pomo <i>(Native Americans)</i> were the first inhabitants of the coastal area. They were hunter-gatherers who lived along the northern coast of California. By 1856, the Bureau of Indian Affairs had established the Mendocino Indian Reservation at Noyo. The following summer, a military post was established on Reservation lands 1 mile north of the Noyo River, and was named after Captain Braxton Bragg <i>(was a former commanding officer of First Lieutenant Horatio G Gibson, who served at the Presidio in San Francisco, and established the post) </i>as Fort Bragg. The purpose of the Fort was to maintain order on the reservation. In 1864, the garrison evacuated and abandoned the Fort. By March 1868, the Mendocino Indian Reservation was discontinued, and the area was opened up for settlement. By 1869, lumber mills moved in and ranches were settled; and in 1893, the Fort Bragg Redwood Company was renamed as the Union Lumber Company which absorbed smaller companies of the area. In 1889, Fort Bragg was incorporated. A rail had been established in 1885, by the California Western Railroad, and ran along the Pudding Creek Estuary <i>(north end of Fort Bragg). </i>It was affectionately known as the Skunk Train.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1906, the great earthquake threatened the entire city with a fire. Many buildings were destroyed or had major damage; with some blocks burned to a crisp, buildings shifted of their foundations, and homes knocked off their piers. A year later, the city had been reconstructed, causing a boom in the lumber industry </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(lumber also went to help rebuild San Francisco)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. Rail lines to Willits were completed by 1912, bringing tourists into the area; and by 1916, Fort Bragg was a popular destination spot. In 1969, the Union Lumber Company was bought out; and by 1973, it was renamed the Georgia Pacific.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Fort Bragg, with a population of just over 7200 <i>(2016 Census)</i>, has thrived on commercial fishing; and is recognized as a historical landmark, making it a fantastic tourist destination.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I contacted the Fort Bragg - Mendocino Coast Historical Society for more information about the history of Fort Bragg hospitals. They were quick to respond and provided me with photos and information. I suggest you visit the Historical Society if you're in the area exploring.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1890</b> - Believed to be the first hospital, discovered in an 1890, Sanborn map; a 2 storey building marked as <b>"vacant hospital"</b> is found. More research is being done for further information.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1894-1897</b> - <b>Dr. Higgins Hospital</b> - purchasing land from the Union Lumber Co. in 1893, a 2 storey building was created by Mr. Betz <i>(local brick mason)</i> for Dr. Charles P Higgins.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">1897-1914</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Fort Bragg Hospital & Drug Co.</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - Dr. McCornack opened the hospital on April 14, 1897, on the 2nd floor. The main floor housed Dr. Lendrum's office and H.R. Baum's pharmacy. Dr. Lendrum became sole owner of the hospital in 1906, after purchasing half interest in 1903. The following year H.R. Baum moved to the Weller building, and in 1910, Dr. Purlenky purchased the hospital. Dr. Lendrum left to study in Scotland. In 1914, Dr. F McLean Campbell purchase the hospital from Purlenky, but closed it in 1915, when a new hospital was erected 2 blocks north.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Fort Bragg-Mendocino Coast Historical Society</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Ukiah Dispatch Democrat (Mar.09/1906) pg03</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Ukiah Republican Press (Jan.27/1910) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">1915-1971</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Fort Bragg Hospital Inc. / Redwood Coast Hospital </b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">- Dr. McLean Campbell became the 1st Surgeon in Charge </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(owning 97 shares)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> in the new hospital </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Grey Whale Inn building)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, with the directors being B.E. Pemberton, Robert D Swales, and John E Weller </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(each owning 1 share)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. The Fort Bragg Hospital Inc. officially opened on October 27, 1915. Fred J Maurer was contractor of the building.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1923</u>, when Dr. Campbell left for San Francisco, Dr. Paul J Bowman took over the Chief Surgeon position, reorganized the hospital. It was then renamed to Redwood Coast Hospital. Dr. Bowman remained until 1965 serving as President, General Manager and Chief Surgeon, and was known as a man who enjoyed the practice, knew his patients by first name, and later retired from practice in 1970.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1927</u>, the Redwood Coast Hospital received recognition for one of the only 2 hospitals with less than 50 beds. It was on the approved list of American College of Surgeons.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1938</u>, an expansion was added to the north side of the building.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1939</u>, remodeling was completed to parts of the older building and added facilities into the new addition. The newspaper excerpt below describes the changes & additions made.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Ukiah Republican Press (May10/1939) pg08</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy - Online Archive of California, B-9288 - Redwood Coast Hospital (1957)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1964</u>, the Redwood Coast Hospital Clinic was opened across Fir Street.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1966</u>, Dr. Hamlin purchased the hospital from Dr. Bowman, and co-owned it with Dr. Kolberg and Rudy Anderson. The building was covered with the present redwood siding, and finished with gray stain <i>(removed years later)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1971</u>, brought the closure of the hospital. A new and modern hospital had been opened, which is still in use today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1942-1971 - Community Hospital </b>- Dr. Gordon Havstad built and opened this hospital on Franklin Street. It helped relieve the burden of needed attention and hospitalization for the area. Dr. Walter Hadlow took over ownership in the 1960s when Havstad moved away. It closed when the new hospital opened.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Fort Bragg-Mendocino Coast Historical Society</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For 56 years, the <b>Fort Bragg / Redwood Coast Hospital</b> had a rich life in the community, serving with distinction, and recognized for its achievements.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After 1971, we found some listings in the newspapers that explain what happened to the hospital building </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Grey Whale Inn)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> once it was closed:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1973</u> - sold to Randall and Naomi Pettit. The article below states the Pettit's would ask the community what was needed before deciding what to do with the building. Reports indicate they turned it into a "rooming house" complex.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>1978</u> - purchased by Colette and John Bailey. They inject the Inn with some love, full meals, and host a number of events/fundraisers throughout their years as owners.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">See the below excerpt from the Press Democrat of Santa Rosa, where Colette Bailey explains about a ghost sighting:</span><br />
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<u style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">2000</u><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> - I could not find the exact date, but sometime in the year 2000, a new owner took over, Mike Dawson. He created a garden on the south east side of the building and prided himself with growing herbs and produce used to create the breakfast meals for guests. It drew bees, butterflies and other pollinators, which made it a delightful spot to relax and enjoy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">See below an excerpt of a 2016 article about "haunted places" in the area:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Sonoma West Times & News<br />(Oct.27/2016) pg09</span></i></td></tr>
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<u style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">2017</u><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> - new owners purchased the Inn. Living Light. According to an employee we bumped into on our first night, the Inn had been "smudged". </span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">What that meant, we were not sure. She did confirm that several children had seen a "lady in white" wandering the garden on the south side of the building.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our first night at the Grey Whale Inn was all about discovery. After a lovely meal at the Northwest Brewing Co. Taproom Restaurant and Bar <i>(not far from the Inn - we recommend this place!);</i> we travelled throughout the floors, looked in on open doors, made ourselves familiar and then settled in on the basement level. A TV/Games room welcomed us. There was a small electric organ, a pool table, a shelf full of books and movies, and several comfy lounge chairs for relaxation. A hallway of 3 smaller rooms and one larger, led us east in the building's basement. Although the rooms were filled with old furniture and supplies, we understood they had been used for various purposes during it's life as a hospital. The hallway led us to a larger room on the east side of the building, which opened up to another room with a fireplace, couches, and wall units. It felt like a lounging area. The energy shifted. I felt someone was watching and following us. It wasn't necessarily dark, but it was interesting. We played pool for a while in the games room, and sat in different areas of the basement, all the while recording our visit. In the wee hours of the morning, we made the decision to retire, and headed upstairs to the top of the Inn, to the comfort of our room.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From information provided by the historical society, we note in 1915, the basement housed a concrete boiler room, a steam laundry with power machinery, X-Ray room, a kitchen, staff and hospital dining rooms, a Hydro Therapeutic bath room, and Porter's room and lockers. This may have changed over the years, as we heard whisperings of a morgue and waiting room may have housed the floor. I couldn't find documentation to support this rumour. The games room, three smaller rooms and a larger one are situated in the addition from the expansion of the building in 1938.</span><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please enjoy a few photos of the basement taken that evening, with our Ultraviolet Sports Cam, making it a useful tool for night time investigations:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Lounge area with fireplace (east side of Inn)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The following day, January 4th, I woke early and walked down to the main floor kitchen, behind reception. I turned on the coffee maker and had a look around.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The kitchen is a cozy area, with a fireplace and view of N. Main Street. Light filled the space, and I felt how comfortable it would be to serve breakfast here. It was a room in which I felt the most joy. Perhaps it was the sun streaming in through the lovely windows that gave off the sense of peace, or it was the comfort of a new day beginning. Either way, I felt great pleasure wrapping around me like a soft blanket.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I knew this day would be one of new discovery and experience. There were several spots we planned to visit. First there was a "haunted" bridge we wanted to find. Lesli had read about a possible hanging of a man near a bridge that was created for the logging industry. I had researched this story and found a completely different understanding of what had happened. Mind you, it was difficult locating access to a logging road which would lead us to our destination, but we had luck on our side!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Noyo River A&W Logging Road Bridge</b> - in September 2001, a 39 year old ex-marine man was brutally murdered by 3 young men near the bridge. His body was found more than three weeks later, pinioned to a tree, just off the gravel road, close to the river. It was revealed through the interviews and trials of the men, that a plan had been made to carjack and rob the victim of $200 and his camera gear. The victim, Donald Perez, was hit over the head with a rock, dragged off the bridge, down the road and into the brush, then duct-taped to a tree with his arms overhead, and stabbed in the neck; thus left to die.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Different reports of hauntings in this area are found on the Internet. One described a figure on the bridge at night, while another indicated dogs were afraid to go into the area; but most stated feelings of unease, anger and fear were prominent.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once we located a path to the logging road, we walked in silence. When we arrived at the bridge our senses kicked into high gear. I could feel anxiety on the southeast side of the bridge, and looked into the thick brush. Was this where the victim of the horrific crime was found? Although our recorders didn't capture voices or sounds of anything out of the ordinary; a flock of birds was circling above us during our visit, as if to keep a watchful eye on us. It was quiet in this remote area, not far from Fort Bragg. The river water was motionless, causing an eerie feeling. On occasion, a truck would travel through and the driver would wave at us.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Los Angeles Times (Oct.09/2001) pg 139</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We sat on the bridge for a long while, alert to our surroundings. Finally, after more than an hour, we decided to head back to our car. The walk was beautiful, with wild flowers and berried bushes growing on the sides of the gravel road; when we came upon a salamander. I believe it was some sort of a sign from animal spirit. You take what you want from it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> In a small handbook I carry, the message of the Salamander states </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"You're about to receive help from an unexpected source with respect to the dilemma you're facing."</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> Was this meant for Donald, or for us? Never-the-less, we left the area feeling the weight of what had happened to the defenseless young man just over a decade ago. I said a silent prayer for him.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The weather was changing, with dark clouds moving in. Our next stop would be Glass Beach. Although this area is not known to be haunted, it would be a place to regroup ourselves, understand that life is what we make of it; and realize that sometimes it can be turbulent, but also beautiful. It began to rain as we parked our vehicle and made our way down to the beach. We didn't care. We could always take a hot shower at the Inn later, and have hot soup to warm ourselves.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Glass Beach <i>(MacKerricher State Park)</i></b> - once a dump site <i>(1949-1967)</i> where the community would discard glass, appliances and vehicles. Several cleanup programs began <i>(1967 & 1998)</i>, and although metals had been removed, the roughness of the ocean waves wore down the glass and pottery items. Over the years they turned into small, smooth, colourful pieces. The property was sold to the state and MacKerricher State Park was incorporated in 2002. This wonderful park is a big tourist draw for the area. We recommend you visit it, enjoy the scenery, the incredible wildlife, and take a walk along the beach. Even though the weather was wet and windy, the park was busy with people enjoying walks along the paths and on the beach. It truly is a remarkable place to experience and explore.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Back to the Grey Whale Inn</b> - After our visit to the beach, we drove to a local restaurant and ordered take out. Once at the Inn, we dried ourselves off, changed our clothes, and ate our soup and sandwich; sharing thoughts about the day's adventure.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The cold I had caught over the holidays was weighing on me, so I lay down for a short nap while Lesli kept busy checking in online. After darkness fell and the evening hours arrived, we decided to visit the basement of the Inn one last time. We gathered our tools, walked down the ramps and staircases, and settled into the lounge area. It had comfortable leather sofas, a big soft chair, with a fireplace at the north end, and a wall unit at the south end.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our visit to the basement went into the late hours. We could hear the raindrops falling, and creaks and groans of the building as it settled for the night. We found unusual EMF <i>(electromagnetic field)</i> readings, and made a note on our recordings. There was a point when I was sure someone was moving along the small hallway <i>(which led to the games room), </i>so I got up from my place on a leather sofa, and walked to the spot. I stood in silence and allowed the space to speak to my senses. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was standing behind me, watching. When I'd turn around to confront it, again I felt like "he" was at my back. Yes, I indicated "he", as I felt a man's presence. Lesli <i>(sitting in the fireplace room)</i> was asking questions addressed to the "spirits". I could hear her voice clearly <i>(we were not far from one another)</i>, but I felt that we weren't alone. When I returned to the comfy sofa, Lesli remarked that she felt someone had taken my spot after I left. She had asked out loud for whomever was there, to come sit down and explain who they were. Shivers ran up our spines. Lesli confirmed she also felt someone was present, just outside of her personal space to determine who it may be. I'm sure you've been in a situation where you just KNOW someone is standing there and watching. That's exactly how we both felt. The entire basement gave off a "you are not alone" feeling.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have to emphasize, this presence was not "evil" or malicious. Often people believe what they cannot explain is of the dark side. This certainly was not, we just couldn't explain who it was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Finally I had to say goodnight to the "spirits" of the Inn's basement and retreat to the comforts of our bed. The cold had gotten the best of me. I was coughing and blowing my nose too frequently, and didn't want to spoil our recordings. Lesli stayed downstairs a while longer, attempting to capture more evidence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next morning I woke early. Once again I went to the lovely kitchen on the main floor and started the coffee machine. With a fresh cup in my hand I decided to sit outside at the back of the Inn and write in my journal. While I was there I saw a little creature <i>(perhaps a gofer)</i> familiar with the area, racing around the garden path, stopping now and then to see if anyone had spotted him. I kept still and quiet.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was time to pack our bags and head out. We said our goodbyes to the lovely lady at reception, and thanked her for our wonderful time at the Inn. Our next stop was at the local Starbucks for a large coffee and lemon scone. Then a quick jaunt across the highway to the west, where a pioneer cemetery lay waiting for us to discover.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On our drive, Lesli asked if I had gotten up in the night to go out on the balcony. I told her "no", and asked why she thought I had. She explained that sometime in the wee hours she heard footsteps and the opening of our balcony door. She went on with her account, to disclose she heard sounds of movement outside and a door closing. She truly thought it had been me, but as the room was in darkness, she could not see anyone. I have to explain; being on the oceanfront, when the sun sets, our room fell into pitch-black. Vision is limited without a light to help. Unfortunately we did not have a recorder running to capture this experience.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From information gathered about the former hospital, it described the solarium <i>(top floor where we stayed)</i> had been divided into a women's sun room and men's smoking room, with a large open air porch. As I understand it, our room was part of the women's sun room. Who visited our room that night? Was it a former nurse, patient, doctor? We may never know.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Noyo Point Cemetery</b> - also known as the Noyo River Cemetery or Mariners Cemetery, establish approximately 1860. Sitting on top of the northern bluff at the mouth of the Noyo River <i>(south side of Fort Bragg)</i>, and surrounded by a white picket fence, only three grave markers are left standing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A sign nearby advised us the cemetery had been used by the Fort Bragg army post, and thought to be the last resting spot for sailors and fishermen lost at sea, and victims of logging and sawmill accidents. It is also thought to be the burial place of Alexander MacPherson, original owner of the Noyo Mill <i>(built illegally on Mendocino Indian Reservation)</i>. He passed on in 1880 after falling off a horse and being paralyzed for 1 1/2 years. The whereabouts of his grave is unknown.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was a peaceful scenic area with a fantastic view of the river and the ocean. We enjoyed walking around, and then sat on a park bench to enjoy the view and eat our scones.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Caspar Cemetery</b> - a short drive south along the Coastal Hwy, just east of Caspar, California. This cemetery was fun to locate. We found it by chance! Along a windy road which led back toward the ocean, in midst of tall trees and wild brush, we found an acre of land open up in front of us. Surrounded by an aging wooden fence, with a narrow view of the ocean through the thick forest, the cemetery was welcoming and peaceful.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The age of the cemetery is unknown <i>(the town of Caspar was settled in 1857)</i>, but as we wandered through it, respectfully, we noticed markers dated to the early 1860's. Some gravestones had brush growing between them, thus toppling a few. Some markers appeared to be glued back together, then stood up with pride; while others were irreparable with the broken slabs thrust into the ground. The cemetery is well taken care of by the District, and still in use.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After a walk through, acknowledgement of the pioneers, and a thank you for allowing us to visit, we were back on the Coast Hwy driving south.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Little River Cemetery</b> - situated on the west side of the Coastal Hwy at the junction of Little River-Airport Road. The town was settled around 1856, and was first known as Bell's Harbor <i>(after Lloyd and Samuel Bell - first settlers)</i> and Kent's Landing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The cemetery, as it sits on the side of the highway, is surrounded by tall trees and brush, with a view of the ocean below the bluff. With the rush of vehicles driving by, it was not easy to hone in on the energies; however, it did feel peaceful and made for a nice stop to just wander, take in the names and dates of those who walked before us, and enjoy its beauty. It was larger than Caspar, spreading out wide, and took awhile to wander through the rows and sections, acknowledging each grave. Like Caspar, the interred were pioneers, children, and people of different backgrounds, religions and occupations, and is in use today.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Back on the road, we headed east on CA 128 Hwy towards Cloverdale. This stretch is a beautiful drive. Passing through small towns, enjoying the scenery of the Anderson Valley, we decided to stop at a small cemetery.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Yorkville Cemetery</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - the original town was settled in 1868; however in 1937 it moved 3 miles to it's present site. The town's founder, Richard H York is buried here. He died at the age of 59 on January 27, 1888. Although young of age at his death, Richard led an interesting life. Born in Tennessee in 1830, raised as a farmer, he travelled to Missouri until 1854; when he migrated to California with oxen team, mined for a year, farmed for nine years, and eventually travelled to the Yorkville area in 1865. He raised five children on his 700 acre land, and was engaged in farming, stock-raising and wool-growing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The cemetery sits on a small hill, surrounded by a vineyard. Across the highway, down the hill, is a cow pasture. Oak trees, brush and wild mushrooms grow in this cemetery; and as we walked around acknowledging the interred, dried leaves crunched under our feet. It felt serene here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We were on our final leg home. It was getting late, and we were hungry. Once we merged onto the CA 101 Hwy south, we made a decision to eat at a favourite burger joint, the Healdsburger & Pick's Drive-In at 48 Healdsburg Ave, Healdsburg. Yum! We certainly recommend this place if you are visiting the area. The shakes <i>(a favourite of mine)</i> are thick with chunks of whatever flavour you choose. I had blueberry. Oh my gosh, I just could not get enough! Yes, they serve a garden burger for vegetarians, and turkey/chicken burgers for those who don't eat red-meat. The garlic fries.. all I can say is "Go and try them!".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here we end our adventure. It was truly an eye-opening and exciting experience. We hope you enjoyed reading about our trip. If you've ever visited the places we did, had experiences of your own and would like to share them, please email us via our <a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/"><b>Website</b></a>, or share on our <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks/">Facebook Page</a></b>. We'd love to hear about it! If not, and you're thinking about visiting, put it on your map for future travels. It's worth the visit!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i><u>Note</u>:</i> <i>any evidence gathered at the Grey Whale Inn will be shared on our website shortly.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Happy Hauntings,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i>Sources:</i></b></span> </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">fortbragg.com; fortbragghistory.org; </i><i style="font-size: 12.8px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Fort Bragg-Mendocino Coast Historical Society;</span></i><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> ancestry.ca; wikipedia; googlemaps.ca; google.ca; VisitCalifornia.com; Mendocinofun.com; mendorailhistory.org; Online Archive of California; newspapers.com; noyofoodforest.org; "Pocket Guide to Spirit Animals" - Dr. Steven Farmer; FindAGrave.com; GreyWhaleInn.com; tripadvisor.com; and various haunted places websites. </i><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Note:</b> <b>Photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI) and may not be used or copied without written permission.</b></i></span><br />
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VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-92192189059765190462018-02-08T18:11:00.001-08:002018-02-17T10:09:53.676-08:00The "Haunted" Queen Anne Hotel...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Happy 2018! I hope your New Year's Eve was a wonderful time for you and family, and that everyone is in good health.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I travelled south to my second home in Healdsburg, California over the holidays. I could not have been blessed with better weather.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I gifted my wife a New Year's Eve get away into the city. An overnight stay at the "Haunted" Queen Anne Hotel in San Francisco. I had read so many interesting accounts about it; and when I took a look at other "haunted" hotels/locations to experience in the city, this hotel stood out. So I booked us in for the night. The staff was so friendly and open about the "hauntings", we were welcome to walk about and explore, as long as we didn't disturb other guests. Of course there were a few other places I wanted to check out on this journey as well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We began our trip on the morning of December 31, 2017. With the car full of gas, we picked up a lovely coffee and blueberry scone from the Flying Goat in Healdsburg and headed south on Hwy 101. The sun was shining, a bright blue sky above, and the air was warm. 15C/59F. For this Vancouver girl, it's spring weather, hoodie time; which makes it a great day to go exploring. Our drive into the city was without the usual clog of traffic, and we made it to our first stop in just over 1 hour. Although there were plenty of tourists in the city, it really was remarkable to find a parking spot directly outside our first destination.</span><br />
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Mission Dolores & Basilica.</b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Located in the Mission District of the city, and described as the birthplace of San Francisco, the Mission was built in 1776 under the direction of Father Juniper Serra, is the oldest building in San Francisco, and the oldest original intact in California. There is a reasonable donation to take a tour <i>(self-guided, or a 90 minute guided tour is available)</i> through the buildings and into the walled off cemetery nestled beside it. The cemetery is one of the last standing in the city, and is the resting place of Ohlone, Miwok and other First Californians, and notable pioneers, who built the Mission and were its earliest members. Markers date from 1830's to the late 1800's. The settlement was named for Saint Francis of Assisi <i>(founder of Franciscan Order)</i>, but is commonly known by "Mission Dolores" for the creek nearby named Arroyo de los Dolores <i>("Creek of Sorrows")</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Spanish soldiers first built a little Tule Arbor on the site in June 1776. Lieut. Jose Joaquin Moraga led his soldiers from Monterey Presidio for the San Francisco bay in hopes to establish a mission and presidio. Fathers Francisco Paulo and Pedro Cambon joined the expedition to establish the mission.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Lieutenant Don Jose Joaquin Moraga interred in the Mission (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It really was a beautiful place to visit, so we wandered through the old mission, enjoying the artifacts, the decorated ceiling, walls and windows with awe.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - ceiling in the Mission Dolores (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo by Kati - the altar in the Mission (Dec.31/2017)</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - the altar at the Basilica & dome above (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once inside the basilica, one can feel the enormity of it. Although it is small compared to those in Europe, it was filled with a grand spirit of tranquillity.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The tour gave us a peacefulness, as if we were alone engulfed in the beauty it bestowed.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - inside the Basilica (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - the Mission Cemetery & Gardens (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While many people were enjoying the indoors of the Mission and Basilica, the Cemetery was quiet. We had walked into another world. The gardens had been restored and planted with native trees, flowers and plants from the 1791 period. It was truly breathtaking to walk among the old <i>(some leaning)</i> cemetery markers surrounded by beautiful colours and scents.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - grave markers with replica of Ohlone Native home (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the midst of the graves was a hut of a replica home of the Bay area Ohlone Natives, known as a "ruway". Made of stripped, woven and shaped willow tree branches, and thatched with Tule reed, the hut sits in the middle of the cemetery with a description of how it was made.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - cemetery markers, garden & replica of Ohlone hut (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Madonna & Jesus in Basilica (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - the Basilica (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Mission Dolores (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After the tour, we hopped into our car and drove a few blocks further into the Mission District to enjoy a delicious burrito luncheon </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(complete with homemade tortilla chips & a watermelon drink)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> at </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Pancho Villa Taqueria</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(at 3071 16th St)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. I recommend this place! You may encounter a line of people, but the flow to get your order is quick, and the food is fresh and oh so good! The staff is friendly in a fun atmosphere of the no-frills counter serve type of joint. The prices are absolutely affordable, especially if you're on a budget.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo by Kati - Pancho Villa Taqueria (Dec.31/2017)</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was time to check into our hotel. <b>The Queen Anne Hotel</b> is located in San Francisco's Pacific Heights neighbourhood, at 1590 Sutter and Octavia Streets.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - the Queen Anne Hotel on Sutter at Octavia Street (Dec.31/2017)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This Victorian hotel was built in 1889 for Senator James G. Fair <i>(rich from silver mines in the Comstock lode; Senator from Nevada 1881-1887)</i>, and opened as an elegant boarding/finishing school for young ladies in 1890 known as "the Mary Lake School for Girls". James wanted his teen daughters, Virginia and Tessie, to move to the city to be near him <i>(Theresa Rooney divorced him in 1883, due to grounds of "habitual adultery")</i>; therefore enrolled them in the school. Mary Ostrom Lake </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(July 15, 1849 - July 15, 1904)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, of Little Falls, New York, enjoyed teaching and taking care of her upper class girls. She taught them etiquette, social skills, and the polished art of being a lady for the times. It was rumoured that she had an affair with James Fair, but this was never proven.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Weekly Courier (Nov.07, 1891) pg 02</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mary's family had moved to California from New York state after her father, Delos Lake <i>(a lawyer)</i> married her aunt, Myra Clark in 1855. Susan Clark, her mother, had passed away in 1853. Once in the San Francisco area, Delos became one of the city's wealthiest lawyers. The family is documented in the USA Census for San Francisco in 1860, and again in 1880. By 1887, Mary is noted to be teaching at the Zeitska Institute in the city directories; and by 1889, the listings confirm she is running a private boarding and day school for girls.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the age of 63, James G. Fair passed away on December 28, 1894. Not long after, Mary Lake's school began to experience financial difficulties amidst a prolonged financial depression in the USA <i>(1893-1897),</i> and by 1896 it closed permanently.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - San Francisco Call (June 23, 1896) pg 13</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above ad confirms an auction of the contents from the school. It appears everything was up for sale.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By 1901, the US City Directories indicate Mary Lake continued her teaching career but had moved to 2008 Lyon in San Francisco, and in 1904 had moved to 1606 Van Ness Avenue.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On a passport application dated June 21, 1899, Mary is described as: 49 years, 5 feet 2 inches tall, with a high forehead, grey eyes, angular nose, full mouth, large and round chin, and dark brown hair with grey, with an oval face. I could not find a photo of Mary, so her description will have to conjure her image in our minds.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1904, Mary journeyed to New Jersey to visit with her sister, and suddenly died on her 55th birthday. The reason for her death is unknown. I wonder what happened to this friendly school teacher? News travelled fast to San Francisco, and shocked everyone.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - San Francisco Chronicle (July 19, 1904) pg 11</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The four-storey building, owned by the Fair estate, was leased to the Comos Club in 1897, an elite men's club in the city. It was one of the only buildings to survive the earthquake of 1906, with little damage. A candle snuffer roof over a corner tourelle had been removed possibly due to the earthquake. 1909, brought a new owner to the building. Kernan Robson <i>(1872-1956)</i>, president of the Clark Construction Company. He made no intent to change the building, nor oust the club that leased it for the following 4 years <i>(to 1913)</i>. The newspapers reported at the time of the earthquake, the Club had opened the building's doors to other clubs who had been burned out due to the earthquake; and the only changes that had been made since Mary Lake's school, was to convert it into a homelike institution. The following ad from 1915, indicates the Harris Institute had occupied at least part of the building.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By 1926, the building was occupied by the Girls' Friendly Society Lodge <i>(for girls/women ages 7-21)</i>, owned by the Episcopal Diocese. The Lodge was a home for young working women. In 1945, a newspaper noted a raging fire of several buildings in the area. Some displaced survivors were taken to the Central Emergency Hospital, while others were taken in at the Girls' Friendly Society Lodge. 75 people had been made homeless. No deaths were reported. In 1950, the building became a guest house called "the Lodge".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The building was reported to have been sold in the mid-1970s and boarded up. Accounts tell us the building had been sitting empty from 1975-1980. It</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> fell into disrepair until the 1980's when it was purchased and made into a posh bed and breakfast <i>(one account read it was a "boutique hostelry")</i> known as the Queen Anne Hotel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is thought that due to the repairs and its transformation, the building woke up to old inhabitants, with spirit activity on every floor. To date, it is believed that Mary Lake is one of the main "spirits" of the hotel. Her suite, room 410, is to be the most haunted room in the building. This is where she had her office to the school, with her bedroom next door. Reports of Mary tucking guests in at night, appearing in the mirrors, feeling cold spots and breezes in her room, and watching over them as they slept were made. Other visitors report their luggage is mysteriously unpacked, while fallen pillows are placed back onto their beds. Mary appears to be taking care of hotel guests, as she did of her girls during the school years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our overnight stay was in Room 207. Although we experienced no "spirit" activity, we did encounter high EMF <i>(electromagnetic field)</i> near the walls, most likely due to power cables and outlets.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Free to roam and explore, Lesli and I walked up to the top of the hotel, the fourth floor, and found a staircase that led to nowhere. It had been boarded up. Looking out a nearby fire escape door, we saw only a little peaked window above. Perhaps it was a small attic space, or it may have some access to the roof. We asked our concierge about it, but she was not sure about its history. Lesli and I decided to quietly sit on the staircase just before the midnight hour. It wasn't long after that we felt a blast of cold air <i>(no open doors or windows nearby)</i> filled with electricity rush through us. Out came our digital recorders, and we captured 2 interesting EVPs <i>(electronic voice phenomena)</i> that evening from this area. We note, there was only one hotel room nearby, and we could faintly make out the people talking behind their closed door. One EVP had a girl giggling underneath my voice, while the other had a sigh or groan, which, after discussion, was neither Lesli or I. We'll share them on our website shortly under our "Evidence" tab.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We left a digital recorder on the stairs overnight, but captured no further evidence of "spirit activity". We visited the staircase twice that night. Just before midnight for 30 minutes, and around 1am for an hour. We then headed back to our room.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - the staircase to nowhere (Jan.01/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - looking down from the 4th floor (Jan.01/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our stay at the Queen Anne Hotel was delightful. The staff was friendly, free coffee/tea was always available on the main floor sitting area, breakfast was served during the morning hours, and the freedom to roam and explore was encouraged. Our room was comfortable with a lovely big bed, shower/bathroom, table/chairs by the window and more. New Year's Day we checked out in the morning, and decided to visit an area of San Francisco we'd not seen in a few years before heading home.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Lesli (right) and I toasting the New Year at midnight (Jan.02/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Presidio's Pet Cemetery</b> - A great short write up of the history and explanation of this unique cemetery can be found here: <b><a href="https://www.presidio.gov/places/pet-cemetery">presidio.gov/places/pet-cemetery</a> . </b>Everytime we visit San Francisco, we enjoy dropping by. A few years back the city was rebuilding the Presidio Parkway viaduct, which passes above the cemetery. Today it appears close to finishing of the project, with much more air and light getting to the little graves of the beloved pets from the Army which was created in the 1950s. It's not known of the exact date. Check the link above for further information. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - Pet Cemetery at Presidio (Jan.01/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Press Democrat, Santa Rosa (Feb.22/1985) pg03</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our visit was during the day, before our trip back north, and not far from the Golden Gate Bridge. A great place for the view of the Bay and the Presidio. As you can see in the photo below, the bridge was covered with fog. This is a daily occurance.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - View towards the Golden Gate Bridge from Cemetery (Jan.01/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati - nestled beneath Presidio Parkway viaduct (Jan.01/2018)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes our First Adventure in Northern California. For more, please check back for the next blog entry of our Second Adventure to the Grey Whale Inn on the west coast of Mendocino County. It will be completed soon.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you are ever in San Francisco, I recommend a stay at the Queen Anne Hotel, and by all means don't forget to check out the Mission Dolores & Basilica, as well as the Pet Cemetery. It will make your visit that much more enjoyable.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have stayed at the hotel, please tell us about your experience! We'd love to hear about them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources:</b> newspapers.com; missiondolores.org; sfmuseum.org; sfgenealogy.com; queenanne.com; eventbrite.com; pcad.lib.washington.edu; presidio.gov/places/pet-cemetery; wikipedia; google reviews; Ancestry.ca; wikipedia; google maps.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Note:</b> <b>Photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI) and may be used or copied without written permission. Contact us via our <a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/">Website</a>. Thank you.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-35079189059929193572017-12-03T14:02:00.002-08:002019-03-15T17:52:11.988-07:00The Man Who Preferred Prison (Convict Buried at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our story of the following Boot Hill Cemetery convict leads us on a chase across the continent, starting in the Eastern Canada, dipping into the United States of America, and then north to Western Canada in Vancouver, B.C. This seventeenth blog about the convicts buried at the forgotten cemetery, belonging to the razed B.C. Penitentiary in New Westminster, B.C., carries with it mystery. Hopefully we'll gain some understanding of who this man was and why he ended up buried in the sacred acre of land.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold was born on June 09, 1915 to Amelia McMaster in Fairville area of the City and County of Saint John, in Lancaster Parish, New Brunswick, Canada.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Although Harold's father was not named on the birth certificate, his grandmother, Catherine McMaster, is indicated as having been present for his birth; thus provided support to her daughter, Amelia. Sadly, several days later, while at home, Amelia had contracted septicemia <i>(blood poisoning)</i> from an infection she may have received while giving birth, and passed away on July 21, 1915.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Amelia lived on Manawaganish Road in Fairville, St. John. See the maps below of the area.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold is now without a mother and a father, but from all accounts we discover he was raised by the McMaster family. Catherine McMaster <i>(nee Livingstone)</i>, her husband, William, and her sons, James, William John and Joseph, take Harold into their household; and he is found living with them on the 1921 Canada Census. The family has deep roots in New Brunswick going back several generations.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Saint John, New Brunswick was incorporated as a city in 1785, and boasts a population of over 67,000 today. It's one of the largest cities in the province, and is located on the Saint John River mouth at the Bay of Fundy. The First Peoples of the area for several thousand of years are the Passamaquoddy <i>(Bay of Fundy coastal region)</i>, Mi'kmaq <i>(north of Bay Fundy, in Saint John River valley)</i> and Maliseet <i>(naming the area M</i></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ä›</span></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>nagw</i></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ä•</span></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>s, meaning "where they collect the dead seals")</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. History records indicate the area was explored in the early 1500s by the Spanish, with French explorers following in the early 1600s. The first permanent settlement rose up on the east side of Saint John Harbour at Portland Point. The city changed hands from the French to the British, then to American British supporters </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(1783)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> over the century and into the 1700s, becoming Canada's first incorporated city and nicknamed the "Loyalist City". Also dubbed the "Port City" it became a leading industrial centre predominantly due to shipbuilding. In the 1840s a large influx of Irish immigrants flooded the area, naming it "Canada's most Irish City".</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">During the First World War, the city was a trans-shipment point for the British Empire's war efforts. During the Second World War, due to the U-boat threat, it shifted it's focus to producing veneer wood for the De Havilland Mosquito bomber aircraft, and fortified itself with additional batteries installed around the harbour. In the 1970s an urban renewal project redeveloped the city and put in a new harbour bridge and expressway, moving the ferry terminal, opening up historic buildings to shops and museums, and building new office towers. In 1982 the Uptown area was designated for historic preservation. Today the waterfront is a tourist area. Saint John grew up on fishing and shipbuilding, but also boasts a long history of brewers; and is a creative hub for musicians, actors and artists, with many galleries and museums present, as well as numerous historic landmarks named in the National Historical Sites of Canada listings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the age of 24, we learn Harold Gordon McMaster found himself in trouble.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold was apprehended for "break and enter" and asked to be sentenced for the maximum amount of time allowable. From the description it appears he had no place to go nor was able to feed himself. What happened to Harold that brought him to this point? I searched further and found some interesting documentation and articles to help us understand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article indicates the Judge asked Harold what type of sentence he wanted. It also describes his appearance, which sounds like someone indeed "bumming around". Harold is sentenced to five years in Marquette Branch Prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above border crossing document provides us with valuable information. From February of that same year, it indicates that Harold has travelled over the border many times at various entry points. An alias of "Ben Brown" is provided to us, as well as his description being 5'9" tall, medium complexion, brown hair and brown eyes. His relative is named as a "brother Joe", which knowing he didn't have a brother, tells us his Grandmother raised him with his Uncle Joseph and treated him like a son. Joseph may have been his closest relative in the family. However, there is more. On the flip side of the document we find out...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold is thought to be "mentally deficient". He also signed the document as "Gordon". Perhaps this is the reason for his alias of "Ben Brown", and tells us why he may have switched his name to "Gordon Harold"? If he was continuously attempting to cross the border and is thought to be "feeble minded" <i>(description of the time)</i>, a need to protect himself by changing his name so he could travel across the border, may have been reason enough for Harold.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Asylums popped up everywhere in the late 1800s, and reports of crude treatment were vast. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the 1930s, the economic depression strengthen the support for eugenic sterilization in Canada and the USA; however, a new wave of thinking had begun, leading to an array of self-help groups such as Alcoholics Anonymous, and those that supported healthier life-styles and dietary habits. It didn't, however, stop the inhuman treatment of those suffering, and singled out minority groups <i>(IE: indigenous peoples)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Did Harold spend time in an asylum? I could not find any documentation to support this.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold spent five years in Marquette Branch Prison, which was built in 1889, and was riddled with notorious stories of escape attempts, bloodshed, the murder of its Warden in 1921, and the murder of a doctor in 1931. In 1977 it was listed in the National Register of Historic Places, and became a tourist attraction over the years due to its landscaping.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Making the assumption that Harold was released in 1944, I found news of him attempting to cross into the United States shortly after. Thus, I assume he was deported to Canada after his sentence was completed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The document describes Harold as 5'7 1/2" tall, with ruddy complexion, a scar on his right palm <i>(when did he get this?),</i> living in Fort Erie, Ontario, at the Howard Hotel, and indicates he was successful in crossing the border in Detroit several times since his exclusion.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A few days later, Harold <i>(aged 29 years old)</i> attempts to cross the border at Niagara Falls, New York.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From this document we learn not only was he deemed "mentally deficient" by the Provincial Department, but was described as a vagrant. It also adds that he spent a year in jail in Milan, Michigan. I could not find further documentation to support this, but with his aliases and numerous attempts to cross, this is believable. We also learn Harold had been deported in 1937 via Detroit. It has me wondering when Harold began to "want" to be in the United States, and could it be that he preferred to be incarcerated so he could be fed and housed? How was he getting by? What income, if any, was he receiving?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Above, you'll find a map I've put together of the towns/cities Harold has been documented to have lived, visited and attempted border crossings. From what is indicated on the crossing cards, there were many more attempts made, however those documents are not available.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Next we locate Harold Gordon McMaster in the west of the continent. Harold has finally made his journey to Washington State and British Columbia two years later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold's occupation has changed from labourer to seaman, not to say that either is true. We simply could not find anything confirming that he had been employed. His Grandmother is listed, along with his home in Saint John, New Brunswick, and the document states he arrived via bus. It appears the border patrol didn't know of Harold's previous attempts to cross in the east, nor of his imprisonments.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Northport, WA is on the mighty Columbia River in the north-eastern part of the State. Crossing the border would have placed him near the British Columbia communities of Rossland and Trail. The area is in the West Kootenay region surrounded by mountains. As documented, his trip would take 2 days to Vancouver, B.C. Harold is 31 years old at this time. The trail of Harold's life journey runs dry at this point until 1950.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In Blaine, a border town with White Rock, B.C. on the Canadian side, the patrol documents he had been previously apprehended in Buffalo. The scar on his right palm is now indicated as that of a "bullet". Did Harold tell them he had been shot at? Again his Grandmother and Uncle <i>(identified as his brother, Joseph)</i> are listed as his closest relatives. This time he arrived on foot and is wanting to travel to Calgary, Alberta. What happened to Harold between 1946 and 1950 is not known. Most likely he is deported into Canada, but it doesn't indicate to where.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">News comes to us about Harold's arrest in Vancouver, B.C. via the papers in 1954.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The description indicates his occupation as seaman. His criminal path has escalated to "attempted holdup" and he was charged with assault with intent to rob. I could not locate documentation to tell us how many years he received as a sentence, nor where he was placed into prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sadly, Harold's Grandmother and parental figure, Catherine McMaster, passed away on April 30, 1956. Her husband, William McMaster, had died in 1926 when Harold was 11 years old. It could not have been easy for her to raise 3 sons and a grandson on her own. It is not clear on how she earned a living since her husband's death, and I wonder if she knew what Harold was up to over the years. Had the family abandoned him? Or was Harold of strong will and left his family behind? We cannot be certain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We next are brought to a crime Harold committed in Regina, Saskatchewan in 1957. This leads us to believe the crime in 1954 probably brought him 1-3 years in prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold was caught in a bar buying everyone drinks. His crime, theft of a nurse's purse containing $115 Cdn (today that is $1030 Cdn) at a medical Arts Clinic at Indian Head, Saskatchewan. He took a taxi into Regina, where he was caught a few days later buying drinks. In court he states he's trying to get home to New Brunswick, but has never made it further than Fort William. The reason for this is due to his drinking. The Magistrate (Judge) was surprised he'd not been labled a habitual criminal. He was sentenced to 2 years in Prince Albert Penitentiary in Saskatchewan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I found a legal document advising us of Harold's next conviction.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On May 19, 1959, Harold found himself once again before the courts. This time it was for two charges. The first charge being "breaking and entering" and the second for "possession of housebreaking instruments". He was sentenced 18 months for the first, and 18 months concurrent for the second, to Oakalla Prison Farm. However, in April 1960 a review is made and put before the Province of B.C. that sufficient evidence showed Harold was deemed "mentally ill" and was recommended to be shifted to Essondale Provincial Mental Hospital <i>(today known as Riverview in Coquitlam, B.C.)</i>. The recommendation was approved on April 14, 1960 and Harold was moved after serving just under a year in the prison. It was not long before he committed another crime.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article in 1961, tells us Harold was let out sometime later in 1960, or early 1961. This time he travels across the country to reach Niagara Falls, Ontario. He is caught breaking and entering with theft at a Synagogue and sentenced to 5 years in Kingston Penitentiary, one of Canada's notorious prisons.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In October 1964, Harold is sentenced to two years less one day for breaking and entering into a church and stealing $1.24 <i>(worth $10 Canadian today)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It appears to be a pattern. Harold resorts to theft and robbery in order to survive, and often finds prison the better option than living on the streets.<br />This also means he didn't serve a full 5 years at Kingston, and made his way back to the west. I wonder if he was released due to good behaviour? Often, when the prisons become overcrowded they consider letting some criminals with lesser crimes out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A year later, Harold was transferred to Essondale Provincial Mental Hospital <i>(now referred to as Riverview on the documents), </i>and<i> </i>several months later is transferred back to Oakalla Prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The documents indicate the theft from the Church <i>(on October 23, 1964)</i> was not the only offence Harold had been sentenced for, but also "breaking and entering with intent" on October 27, 1964. The total time of his sentence was for two year less than one day plus six months, which would indicate his release approximately April 1967.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harold found himself in trouble one last time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the above article it appears he was an inmate of the Mountain Prison, in Agassiz, B.C. on a 3 year sentence for breaking and entering. The news tells us he is found dead in his cell. Harold was</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> serving time at the facility the B.C. Penitentiary had for its older prisoners <i>(Mountain)</i>; the new medium security institution which was opened in 1966.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the documentation on his Death Certificate, he died at Chilliwack Hospital at the age of 51 years, due to aspiration of stomach contents. In other words, he chocked to death. There are several reasons for this to occur, impaired mental status being one. The certificate also indicates a gastric ulcer, which may have been due to lengthy use of medication and/or infection and would have been very painful.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The certificate also confirms Harold had been in Matsqui, B.C. <i>(which is in the area of Agassiz and the prison</i>) at the time he was transferred to Chilliwack. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His body was not collected by family; therefore, Harold Gordon McMaster was laid to rest at Boot Hill Cemetery in New Westminster, B.C. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">on February 20, 1968.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He was the last inmate to be interred at the cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I thank you for joining us on this journey of discovery and education about the convicts buried at the old B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery known as Boot Hill. The cemetery has undergone a transformation with the long grasses, weeds and brambles removed, and the old grave markers replaced with new numbered stones. A path leads up to the sacred plot of land which sits on a slope overlooking parts of New Westminster, B.C. and the Fraser River below.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you are interested in listening to the EVPs we captured at the cemetery over the years, go <b><a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/2006-2013">here</a> </b><i>(bottom of the page)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lastly, if you visit the cemetery, please remember to be respectful. It doesn't matter who these men were in life, as everyone deserves to rest in peace. Hopefully our convicts have found that in their afterlife. If not, perhaps our stories about them will help them to move on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources:</b> New Brunswick Archives; new-Brunswick.net; Ancestry.ca; Wikipedia; Google Maps; Newspapers.com; BC Archives; UBC Open Sessions; DailyColonist.ca; Vancouver Public Library; Vancouver City Archives; Canadian Encyclopedia; SaintJohn.ca; BCLaws.ca; Provincial Archives of New Brunswick; Inflationcalculator.ca; Four Walls in the West - Jack David Scott: Serving Life25, One Guard's Story - Neil D. MacLean; Government of B.C..</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Recently I received a thank you email concerning the research performed in presenting the case of: "<b><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Wild Boys Hunted by Posse for Murder</a>"</b>. The blog is about two outlaws, Moses Paul and<i> </i>Paul Spintlum, whom our research uncovered for our "Boot Hill Cemetery Convicts" series. I recommend you give it a read!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A link posted within the account included a tale, as told by a St'át'imc Elder, about another indigenous outlaw of the area, Francis Gott. <i>(Link: <b><a href="http://epub.linguistics.ubc.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/Lillooet2DIGITAL.pdf">Tales of Our Elders</a>.</b>)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A request was made asking if I would consider researching Mr. Gott's case, and write the story from media accounts reported at the time. I decided to take on this challenge, for the true crime story was fascinating and certainly part of the history of the province I call home, British Columbia.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Francis Gott <i>(T'it'q'et First Nation)</i>, or Frank as he was commonly called; what do we know about him? All accounts tell us he was a legendary woodsman and big game guide in the Squamish-Lillooet Regional District of B.C., had a mountain and creek named after him, and was a veteran of WW1 after lying about his age <i>(he may have been 60, while maximum age for recruitment was 47; he dyed his hair to appear younger)</i> to serve in the 102nd <i>(Comox-Atlin)</i> Battalion, C.E.F. <i>(Canadian Expeditionary Force)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What happened to label this man an outlaw? We will explore his life through newspaper accounts, provincial reports, found ancestry and more.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><u>Outlaw</u></b> - definition <i>(n)</i>: <i>a person who has broken the law, especially one who remains at large or is a fugitive.</i><br />Synonyms - <i>fugitive, wanted criminal, public enemy, outcast, etc.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Birth:</b> Frank Gott's date of birth is a mystery. From the tale we understand he lied about his age by approximately 15 years in order to volunteer for war service in 1916. His army records indicate his date of birth was August 20, 1871. In 1916, Frank would be 44 years of age at the date of the Attestation Papers <i>(Feb.17, 1916)</i>. However, when I discovered the notice of his death, it alleged he was born in/or around 1859. I could not locate his birth record, which is not uncommon, as often aboriginal genealogical records are a challenge to locate and understand.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Frank Gott is listed in the </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Canada Census 1891</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">: documents approximate birth date at possibly 1864.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When was Frank actually born? This confusion will continue throughout his story.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ancestry - Canada Census of 1891 (Lillooet, B.C.)<br />Bertrand Gott is Frank's nephew on Attestation Paper</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I discovered through B.C. Archives <i>(Genealogy search)</i> that Frank's nephew, Bertrand Gott, was baptised at the Church of Lillooet on March 23, 1890, via St. Mary's Indian Residential School <i>(Mission City)</i> in the Roman Catholic faith. His parents were listed as: Eugene Unknown and Marguerite Unknown. Bertrand was born December 30, 1889. [The 1891 Census lists Eugene and Margret as married, which leads me to believe are his parents.]</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Several children of Eugene and Marguerite <i>(or Margret)</i> were also listed in the following years, being baptised at the same place.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Following this lead, I wonder if Frank had been torn from his family and taken to a residential school at an early age; however, the schools in the area were not established until 1890, whereas in the lower mainland <i>(Mission, B.C.)</i> St. Mary's opened in 1861. Due to the incredible abuses inflicted on the Indigenous people through these schools, one can only imagine the lasting impact this had on the children, parents and families.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I could not locate records naming Frank.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the search I also discovered Bertrand Gott passed away on June 24, 1944, at the age of 56 in Lillooet, B.C.. His wife, Adeline, passed away exactly 10 years later to the date.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The first newspaper accounts naming Frank Gott are found in the historical newspaper collections of British Columbia:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections: The Prospector (Jan.26, 1900) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is said Mr. Gott was an expert at hunting, thus, many people sought him out to guide them into B.C.'s vast wilderness on fishing and hunting expeditions. Often he would be the principal guide, and come back into town <i>(Lillooet, B.C.)</i> with great success stories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The news in 1905 <i>(Canada's 38th birthday)</i> suggests the law was frustrated with "out of season killing of game", and thus they put the new Protection of Game Act of 1905 into action to "teach" people the severity of their decisions; assigning the new Chief Game Warden of B.C., Arthur Bryan Williams, to the area for further inquiries and investigation. The law would prosecute those who defied it to $100 fine and/or jail for 30 days. Of course one has to understand the majority of game hunters were Indigenous, who relied on hunting as a way to survive and provide for their families; thus it was considered a violation of their Native Rights.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The article also includes a description of Frank Gott as friendly with a drinking problem; and includes an incident where the Provincial Constable, A.C. Minty, placed Gott under arrest and announced a severe penalty for alcohol consumption. The next article, a few years later, explains liquor laws prohibit sales to "Indians".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The article above suggests Frank Gott as someone who continually supplied the local Aboriginal people with liquor. This was punishable by imprisonment of up to six months, or a fine of $50-300, or both, according to Federal "Indian Act" law <i>(1884)</i>. Note: "Klootchman" is a term <i>(Nootka - native term)</i> used for "woman".</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Lillooet Prospector (Feb.02, 1912) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Lillooet Prospector (Sep.13, 1912) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-hBcsruSqU/WcflQmnZtxI/AAAAAAAACu8/C0yBLefvjd4fKo3b1d3st4AdK5pGynBnQCLcBGAs/s1600/1913%252C%2BJun06%2B-%2BLillooet%2BProspector%252C%2Bpg01%2B1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="246" data-original-width="304" height="323" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-hBcsruSqU/WcflQmnZtxI/AAAAAAAACu8/C0yBLefvjd4fKo3b1d3st4AdK5pGynBnQCLcBGAs/s400/1913%252C%2BJun06%2B-%2BLillooet%2BProspector%252C%2Bpg01%2B1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Jun.06, 1913) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Jun.27, 1913) pg06</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Frank is found throughout the newspapers during the first two decades of the 1900's. He was not only active as a guide, but appeared to get involved in local celebrations.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Sep.12, 1913) pg06</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Oct.10, 1913) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Oct.13, 1913) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3_KvN5U2ec/WcfpGmbt76I/AAAAAAAACvI/CvR1L51P10wVPUU7ZdqaccEHoK8lKdNpQCLcBGAs/s1600/1913%252C%2BNov07%2B-%2BLillooet%2BProspector%252C%2Bpg01%2B1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="308" data-original-width="328" height="375" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3_KvN5U2ec/WcfpGmbt76I/AAAAAAAACvI/CvR1L51P10wVPUU7ZdqaccEHoK8lKdNpQCLcBGAs/s400/1913%252C%2BNov07%2B-%2BLillooet%2BProspector%252C%2Bpg01%2B1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Nov.07, 1913) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Nov.21, 1913) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Feb.20, 1914) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (May 29, 1914) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Apr.23, 1915) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Nov.12, 1915) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Nov.26, 1915) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Reading the newspaper accounts we come to understand how Mr. Gott was admired for his skills as a hunter and guide, and ensured his clients received the most exciting experiences in the wilderness.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Vancouver Archives - 191_ (unknown year), Gott</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Feb.11, 1916) pg01.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article is the last that appears prior to Frank signing Attestation papers to join the Canadian army in World War 1 on February 17, 1916. Through the army documents we learn that Frank stood at 5' 5 1/2" tall.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Library & Archives Canada - Medical Examination (Feb.17, 1916)</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We also learn that Frank left Canada via Halifax, Nova Scotia on June 20, 1916, by ship, arriving in Liverpool, England on June 28, 1916. He proceeded his service overseas on August 11, 1916, and arrived in Le Havre, France on August 12, 1916.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to World War 1 records, the 102nd Battalion C.E.F., fought as part of the 11th Infantry Brigade, 4th Canadian Division in France and Flanders <i>(Belgium)</i> until the end of the war, and disbanded on August 30, 1920. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">However, Frank did not fight through the remainder of the war.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He was discharged due to his age <i>(documents of 1917, indicate he was 62/63 years - they discovered he was much older than the 44 years he had reported in 1916)</i>, slowing down, stiff joints, officially stating he had rheumatism and bronchitis. The "Proceedings of a Medical Board" paper state "he has done his bit", describing him as a "sturdy chap with a determined look". The paper also confirms he was a sniper in France. His "Certificate of Service" dated January 22, 1931, indicates his official discharge was on November 30, 1917, and that he received the British War Medal as well as the Victory Medal.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Below are snippets of the documents:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Library & Archives Canada<br />- Service Documents</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Library & Archives Canada<br />- Service Documents</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lillooet learned about Frank's discharge in February 1917, and documented his upcoming return home in the local newspaper:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Prospector (Feb.09, 1917) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Vancouver Archives - dated 1915<br />but Frank is wearing his medal, so it must be 1917 or later.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1919, Frank Gott is mentioned in the annual report of the Minister of Mines for the province. It appears a valley and creek, rich with minerals and iron, were named in his honour in celebration of his war effort and service.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">News about Frank Gott fell silent after his return from the Great War. I searched sources available and could find no further documentation until 1932, when an eruption of news across the continent occurs; and Frank's "Outlaw" life began.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Salt Lake Telegram, Utah<br />(Oct.04, 1932) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Winnipeg Tribune, Manitoba<br />(Oct.04, 1932) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From what is reported, Frank was in camp near Moha, B.C. on Bridge River <i>(north of Lillooet)</i>, with two ranch employees. Game Warden, Albert E. Farey, came upon him, inspected a doe Frank had killed out of season, and while bending down to take a closer look, was shot in the back. It is reported that Frank fled on foot after leaving his rifle with J. Thomas Dalton <i>(in later reports he is named)</i>, with a note indicating he would shoot himself. Frank is now labeled an "Outlaw", and was on the run.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">October 5, 1932, was a busy day in the newspapers:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Albany Democrat-Herald, Albany Oregon<br />(Oct.05, 1932) pg04</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Klamath News, Klamath Falls, Oregon<br />(Oct.05, 1932) pg01</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Oakland Tribune, Oakland, California<br />(Oct.05, 1932) pg01</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It appears that Gott and Farey may have had a feud over alleged charges of game law violations a year or two previously. Unfortunately there are no formal documents available indicating if Gott had been hauled into court, which has me wondering if these charges resulted in a rather large fine, and/or jail term.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1914 the provincial Game Protection Act had been repealed and was replaced with the Game Act, which stayed in place until 1966 although it did carry through with many amendments. Further on, I'll share with you the B.C. Government website postings about the feud and shooting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Albert E. Farey's death records indicate he died on October 3, 1932, and was 50 years of age.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Research found:- born June 7, 1881; immigrated from England in 1900 at the age of 18; settled in Lillooet in 1920; served 12 years as a B.C. Provincial Police constable; and a WW1 veteran discharged due to wounds obtained. He was a husband, and father of 2 children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Gott was reported to be 76 years old, which put his date of birth in 1856.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A posse was sent in search of Frank Gott and by October 5th, two days after the shooting occurred, they reached the aging trapper in the mountains at the Bridge River.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Chilliwack Progress, Chilliwack BC<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg01</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Eugene Guard, Eugene, Oregon<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg05</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Los Angeles Times, Los Angeles, California<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg03</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Prince George Newspapers - Prince George Citizen<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg01</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Star Tribune, Minneapolis, Minnesota<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg01</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Winnipeg Tribune, Manitoba<br />(Oct.06, 1932) pg01</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - San Bernardino County Sun, California<br />(Oct.07, 1932) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the above newspaper clippings, the Modesto News-Herald is the only one that reports a "suicide" attempt by Frank. Putting the accounts together, after Frank allegedly shot Farey in the back <i>(with or without warning is up for debate)</i>, handed his firearm to Dalton, left a note indicating he would not be taken alive and fled into the woods. Two days later he is spotted by the Chief Game Warden and his posse, who shoots him once or twice in the leg to prevent him from getting away.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">However then the reports become fuzzy. Did Frank take his hunting knife and slash his own throat, or not? It is written in the Prince George Citizen article that Frank had "brandished a hunting knife". The Modesto goes on to say they rushed Frank to hospital <i>(the reports vary on which one)</i> and was still alive at noon, thus leaving us to believe the standoff may have occurred in the morning hours.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We must understand that the media of the time did not always provide accurate facts, which is something that continues in today's news sources. With discrimination rife, we can make assumptions that often news would be reported from the opinion of the "white man's world" and not include that of the First Nations people. This makes the "Tales of Our Elders" so very important to consider.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The B.C. Government website posts the following information:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy: http://www2.gov.bc.ca/assets/gov/environment/plants-animals-and-ecosystems/conservation-officer-service/game-department-1929-1957.pdf</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Above we are advised that Frank Gott was attempting to cross Bridge River to reach a native reserve, and was "accosted" by the law, refused to surrender, and as he tried to run across the river, was shot in the leg. They report Frank died from exposure <i>(shock)</i> and advanced tuberculosis, not from the leg wound. No mention of the knife in hand or gash to his throat is made.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Another Government website, honouring Farey, provides more information as to the reason for their feud.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy: http://www2.gov.bc.ca/gov/content/environment/natural-resource-stewardship/natural-resource-law-enforcement/conservation-officer-service/about-the-cos/honour-roll</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The report states that in 1929, Frank Gott was charged with illegal possession of a deer carcass and fined $25 (Cdn), which in today's money is equal to $355 (Cdn). Thus a feud began between Gott and Farey.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We turn to the Report of the Provincial Game Commissioner, summarized at the end of 1932. It does not provide any new information about the case.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Report of Provincial Game Commissioner<br />(Dec.31, 1932)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I found an article printed in much later years, which gives a different point of view describing what happened through information gathered from a museum pamphlet. It fills in details of Frank's earlier years, and provides a picture of the type of man Frank Gott was before and after World War 1.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - Sunshine Coast News (Jul.25, 1988) pg12</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Although the article indicates Frank Gott was on the run for several weeks <i>(which is incorrect according to records discovered)</i>, it explains that because of "harassment" claims, the reason for the shooting of Farey appears to be clearer. It also indicates he was taken to Lytton hospital, which is quite the drive from the area, and certainly would lend to reasons for his death. One has to wonder if any type of medical assistance was administered during the lengthy trip.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I've put together a map of the area for better understanding:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Official death records were not available online for Frank Gott, so I can not confirm the reason of his death; however, information available tells us he passed away in Lytton, B.C. on October 5, 1932, at the age of 73 years. The record lists his father as Bertram Gott, and his mother as Mary. <i>(See the 1891 Census at the beginning of this story, where a Mary is named.) </i>There is no indication as to where Frank Gott was laid to rest</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">You can read further about Frank Gott and the St'</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">á</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">t'imc: <a href="http://www.firstnations.de/development/statimc.htm" style="font-weight: bold;">here</a>; and don't forget to read the <b>"<a href="http://epub.linguistics.ubc.ca/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/Lillooet2DIGITAL.pdf">Tales of Our Elders</a>"</b> - "Sp'aoy" on page 293 to get the Indigenous point of view. It's really quite fascinating!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Lillooet, B.C.</b> - once called "Cayoosh Flat", it has been the Tribal Territory of the </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">St'át'imc Nation <i>(pronounced "Stat lee um")</i> for thousands of years. In the 1850's, Europeans, prospectors, settlers, and miners flooded the area due to the Gold Rush. It became an important town to gather supplies before heading north to Bridge River and beyond, to Barkerville, B.C. It was also a rich source for logging, fishing, hunting, jade mining, farming and cattle ranching. By 1860 it was one of the largest cities west of Chicago, boasting over 15,000 people. It became Mile 0 on the old Cariboo Road <i>(original wagon road)</i>, leading north to the gold fields near Fort Alexandria. In the 1880's, Chinese miners struck it rich on deposits in the lower Cayoosh Creek area. In 1914 the Pacific Great Eastern Railway <i>(1972-known as B.C. Railway)</i> moved in and connected the area. During World War 11, internment camps for the Japanese were located nearby. Incorporated as a District Municipality in 1996, today the population is at just below 2000 <i>(2016)</i>, and the area is rich in culture, wine, farming, ranching, mining, and history with plenty to see and do when one visits.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy NatureVancouver.ca - Gott Peak<br />(photo by </span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Denyse Thorsteinsson)</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes our account about Francis Gott, an Outlaw of B.C. His story may not be complete, but is carried on in the tales and memories of the First Nation people of the area. Perhaps if you ever visit this part of beautiful British Columbia, you will think of Frank and enjoy the wilderness just as he did.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Be safe, and remember to respect the land you walk on,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">and those who walked before you...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources:</b> UBC Open Collections; Newspapers.com; Quesnel Museum; Wikipedia; Gov.BC.ca (Provincial Government); Linguistics.ubc.ca; Vancouver City Archives; VPL.ca; Ancestry.ca; FamilySearch.org; Library and Archives Canada; BC Archives; Google Maps; BC Historical Newspapers; BritishColonist.ca; BC Provincial Police Stories, Volume 3 - Cecil Clark; publications.gc.ca - Aboriginal People, History of Discriminatory Laws; Bank of Canada; "Tales of our Elders"; Hello BC; FirstNation.de; LillooetBC.ca; Canadian Encyclopedia; NatureVancouver.ca; Sites and Trails BC.</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-38904025416537278082017-09-14T08:16:00.001-07:002017-09-14T08:16:39.418-07:00Home Cleansing - A Family Member's Fight...<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Recently a kind gentleman reached out to the team asking for our assistance in the "cleansing" his family home. After a long conversation, his explanation and need for our help was clear. His family had been undergoing turmoil since before he had been born. It was the type of negativity and abuse passed down through the generations; from parent(s) to children. The cycle just would not stop;</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> until one day this man fell in love with a woman</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> of light and happiness. She helped put an end to passing it on through yet another generation. He expressed to me how truly grateful he is to her, his wife, for he had always feared this would continue through to his death and beyond. He was still fighting the demons of his family's past.. and this is part of the reason why he reached out for our help.</span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We'll call this man Jim, and his wife, Mary, for the purpose of this blog.</span><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">(VSPI respects our clients' privacy/confidentiality, and will not reveal their names, nor location of their residence. We instead use aliases in their place.)</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><br /></span></i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim's father had recently passed on. His mother had died from illness some seven years prior. Jim had moved out of the family home many years before, not only to pursue his work and create his own family home, but to escape the turmoil. Jim's brother, Mark, was no longer living nearby. Bob <i>(Jim's father, not his real name)</i> was living in the family home on his own up to his death. He had been carrying demons of his past which had manifested in him as an angry man. He would explode from time to time in a rage. His anger would permeate into the walls of the family home, and into the memories of his children. Jim fought against this anger, while his brother chose another path and still lives with it to this day. Jim sought help, and with the love of Mary, he was able to find a way of dealing with it; but he still carried the anger of his family's past deep within, trying his best not to let it affect his life. Jim is a gentle soul, one with great intelligence, and is sensitive to his core. He shared deep truth with me as we talked on the phone, and in many ways I found a connection. I came to understand the pain he was living with, and knew his reaching out for help was not an easy task. In fact he had mulled it over for some time before contacting VSPI, and even then he felt great anxiety and shakiness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The day prior to my conversation with Jim, as I read his email, I felt an anxiety reaching through, even though I didn't understand the full story. This is a gift of being an empath; feeling the mental/emotional state of others. They don't have to be standing next to me; in fact, often they are miles away. In their physical state they may be in another town, or even country; but in their mental state they are directly in front of me. It's difficult to explain. Learning to deal with this for a greater understanding of how to read it, and putting protection in place can be a challenge; as it can become too intense where one may adopt it. This, I am always careful not to allow. In the paranormal field, we have to be careful not to take on the worries of our clients', nor those of any spiritual entity we come across in our investigations and research. Energy is passed between us. It is how we react to it and take care of it that matters. Before every client meeting I meditate and call upon my guides, angels and ancestors to surround me with their love and light. This puts up a boundary to prevent the energy of others to dig into me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><u>Test your own empathic self</u>: Next time you meet with someone, listen to your intuition telling you how that person is feeling. If they are down, you will feel a sadness. If they are joyous, it should be a happy feeling. If they are angry, you may feel a rage building within, even though you have been peaceful all day.. and so on. I've often heard that within the first 30 seconds of meeting someone you will know if you are drawn to this person or not. This has to do with the energy they bring into your own field surrounding you. Your brain is a wondrous machine, and your body reacts to the messages it presents.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim was courageous. By reaching out to us, he was telling the energy in the house that its' days were numbered. In response, the energy read his intention; and to survive, would do anything to stop him from connecting with our team. Therefore, Jim was apprehensive, yet knew he needed help; anxious, yet knew this was the best method to move on; shaky because it meant his whole reality of what he had known to be for so long, was being met with understanding and truth. Finally, Jim realized he would no longer allow the burden of his family's past to dictate his life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I agreed with Jim that we would help cleanse the house; and so a plan to give the most complete and intensive cleansing VSPI has ever performed, was put into motion. Often a team of people is better than just one person. The focus and intention to have a cleansing work is greater. This was one of those times when Jim needed an army of light to help him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A sense of relief washed over Jim, even though he knew the hardest part was yet to come. In fact, the morning of the "house cleansing", he was attacked with yet another round of immense anxiety.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As I began my day, that same morning, I woke with worry and a feeling of dread; although I knew this was not my own but that of the house or of our client. With this case I did not receive a "spirit visitor". I normally get a sign through a visitation in my home; whether it is in a dream or a physical experience of spirit energy walking up to me with a message. Jim's request however, fed the intensity of his emotions. I put myself on guard, took a morning shower to wash off any negative energy attempting to break through my light, and called upon my spirit guides to surround me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">All day I was feeling waves of anxiety trying to penetrate me. I called on Jules, my teammate, and during our early evening drive towards the house, she told me how positive she felt that we would succeed. I adopted her confidence; but the anxious feelings continued. I called on my greatest spirit guide, my Oma <i>(my Grandmother who passed away in 1982)</i>, to ensure an extra layer of light and love was laid upon me. She never disappoints me. In fact, I love her with all I am; for she has been with me throughout each and every investigation and cleansing I've ever performed. In life she had been a family anchor, one who knew what was right, walked with God, and always reached out to hold my hand. She continues this amazing character in her afterlife.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When Jules and I reached the family home in Burnaby, B.C., we met Jim and Mary outside waiting in their car across the street. Mind you, Mary was not going to come into the house with us. She was simply there for support of her husband, and remained outside in her car the entire time. She knew this was Jim's moment and not hers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim reached out to us with great anticipation. I could read the full truth coming through his eyes, his handshake, and his voice. Jules and I included him in our ritual of covering ourselves with the protection of "white light" from all our ancestors, our guides, the Creator, the stars, earth, and from the love of good and pure energy. We then left Jim in the driveway to do our initial walk through of the house. We always perform this act to determine what it is we are fighting and how much power it has; without giving it too much attention.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jules advised me; however, before we moved inside, that a spirit of a mother or aunt was standing in the driveway saying how proud she was of Jim.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The house reminded me of my childhood. It had similar traits of homes built in the early 1960s; with the wood panelling in some areas, stone in others, bigger rooms than the ones you find today, walls you'd love to knock down but made sense back then, large glass windows, a sliding glass door in the livingroom to a balcony with an amazing view, a slight peaked roof, no attic, and a staircase that came up from basement to the centre of the main floor. The creaking floors brought back memories of my own family's home; and yes, the basement was large and creepy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Jim had cleared the house of all furniture and items, for after his father's death, the decision to sell it had been made. In fact it had been put up for sale a few months prior; but everytime there was a potential buyer, they would back out after asking if anyone had died in the home. The answer was of course "yes". Both of Jim's parents had passed away within the building.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our walk through of the house was met with a severity I had never encountered before. There was a "coming together" of energy, which gave off a darkness throughout the home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the basement, a creature unknown to the living world, sat crunched up in a cemented space underneath the entrance to the home. It showed itself as a girl, but was not. It was fierce and had sharp teeth. We could not put a name to it, but after reviewing the audio of our digital recording, I clearly heard a young woman's voice responding to mine. As we stood in front of the space, I felt an authoritative spirit come out of me through a statement I made. "You're going to end up having to get out", and the response was "that's what you think" in a creepy melodic way. It was as if a teenager was taunting its parents. Mind you, we didn't hear this at the time, we only "knew" there was a very dark, small "thing" <i>(if you will)</i> sitting in the blackness gritting it's teeth at us.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On the main floor was not only a large rolly-polly, trucker-like, dressed-in-a-suit which didn't seem right, man who lied to us about whom he was <i>(sitting on a sofa, legs spread wide, in the livingroom);</i> but also a small crowd of human spirits who seemed lost <i>(following us)</i> and gave us a feeling of an attachment. It was as if they had followed a family member, unknowingly, into the house years ago and remained. Along with them came inhuman creatures, what some may call elementals and/or nature spirits. The First Nations legends from the area describe "tricksters" <i>(little beings, evil spirits)</i> who clearly want you "out" and will do anything to achieve their goal. This is a good explanation for the energies we could not name.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Each bedroom <i>(there were three)</i> possessed a different feeling. One was of despair and darkness, while another of illness and unhealthiness, and the last being of extreme anxiety and at one's wits' end.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Just before we ended our tour of the house, I saw a dark shadow of a man come from the livingroom into the kitchen area, and his voice to me sounded like he was speaking through a megaphone, saying "you can't get rid of me". Unfortunately this was not caught on our audio. This certainly felt like he was attempting to put fear into me, but I stood strong. I believe he was the trucker-like man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Outside the house, the rain had begun to fall softly. It had rained early that morning but stopped in the afternoon. The day had remained overcast and cooler than usual for this time of the year.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We made our way back into the garage, where we had entered the house, and met up with Jim. Next we performed a smudging of Jim, calling on his ancestors of love, his guardians and angels, his guides and the pure energy of the universe to cover him with light, cleanse away the negativity, and give him new courage to move forward. A statement was made, like an offering, to bring peace into the family home. Now he was ready for the task at hand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We moved slowly from room to room. In each w</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e carried a white candle </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(representing purification and protection)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> which we positioned into the centre of each room and followed the functions of the cleansing. We</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> recited prayers <i>(sometimes twice or three times)</i>, smudged </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(a mix of white sage and cedar-often used by local native beliefs)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> thoroughly, salted, made extra virgin olive oil crosses over every entrance/exit </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(the family had a belief in God but were not religious)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, door and window; and sprayed holy pagan water everywhere. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the livingroom, I asked Jim to enter on his own, place an enormous black tourmaline crystal into the stones above fireplace <i>(the heart of the house)</i> and read a ritual: <i><b>"With intent I place this stone, May it safely guard my home. Keep the balance and the peace, All disruptions now will cease."</b></i> He read this aloud several times, getting louder and louder with each.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We ended with the small area off the livingroom, which led to the front door; and after our ritual of cleansing it, Jim opened the entrance to the house and shouted "Out!", then closed it with belief that we had kicked out the darkness. Jim's confidence had grown throughout the ritual. At one point, while we were in the last room of the basement, before walking up the staircase to the main floor of the house, we met his father's spirit. Bob apologized and told Jim how proud he was of him, and that he loved him. This was indeed a turning point for our client, because after that moment, he appeared to be more determined to heal the house and himself, and rid it of the darkness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our last ritual point was a meeting in the livingroom. We placed a pink candle in the centre <i>(to burn for at least one hour)</i>, representing all good things: love, kindness, warmth etc. We read out a final prayer put together specially for the home and Jim. The house fell silent. The noise that had deafened us before, the little thumps and clicks, the voices that jumped out from every nook and cranny, the tricksters, the dark energies, and even the lost human spirits.. all were gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The anxiety that had tried to breach my personal space all day, was no longer.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Looking up at Jim, I knew we had succeeded. I felt him give off a big sigh of relief. He had made it! He had survived! He had completed a most difficult task! He was finally now in a space where he could move forward and change his future. I was truly proud of this awesome man. I wanted to sob with thankfulness and appreciation that we had been given this gift to help the person who truly was in need. I waited until I was home, safe and sound, and whispered my thoughts in prayers to those who had protected me from the darkness of the house. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our hugs goodbye to Jim felt peaceful. The house appeared different in my eyes. I asked Jim to keep the confidence alive, and let him know it may take a short while for the house to get settled into its new state; but also expressed how proud I was of him and what he had accomplished. I feel now that Jim will find peace. I presented him with two crystals: a blue lace agate <i>(it brings a calming nature)</i> and a black obsidian <i>(it cleanses negative smog)</i>. My hopes are that these will help him move forward.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As a last suggestion, I asked Jim to come back in the daytime and spread course sea salt in the corners of the property to draw a line to protect the home from future invaders. I am sure he did just that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next day Jim sent me a lovely text: <i>"Good Morning. Thank you again for your time, caring and your gift to help."</i> I wiped away the tears forming in the corner of my eyes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What message can I share with you? No matter the age of your family home, it is our energy which is left behind and lives on inside of it. If there is great conflict within the family that is not resolved, the home may attract negative energy and can become dangerous for all those who dwell in it. If we live with great joy and passion for one another and life, the energy of the home may remain light. It is whom we are that may determine how our home will live on. So please, make peace as a family, care for one another, forgive each other, and ensure that when you move out your home is filled with your happy memories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Need help? Reach out.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We are always here to help fight your battle.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Note:</u> In order to protect the privacy of our client(s), we have changed their name(s), and will not reveal the location of their home.</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-981046310529367572017-09-02T10:39:00.000-07:002017-09-02T10:45:39.128-07:00Ghost Towns & Haunted Hotels - Washington USA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Recently, Lesli and I packed our bags and headed south across the Canada - USA border into the green state of Washington, USA. We had our sights on visiting the old town of Port Townsend on the Olympic Peninsula. I've heard stories of haunted hotels, bordellos from the early 1900s, a small ghost town area with a steel mill which closed leaving behind little evidence of it's existence, and the people.. oh yes, I heard the people are truly warm and welcoming.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I also read/heard about an interesting ghost town in the Cascade Mountains. In 1910 two trains were caught in an avalanche and killed 96 people. We decided to put it on our travel agenda of the two day trip.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was a blue sky day, the air was crisp as we headed out in the morning to make our trip. The "lineup" <i>(I've heard Americans criticize my use of this word, but that is how we say it here in Canada)</i> at the border was a 10-20 minute wait, which isn't bad at all; and after a short but friendly chat with the border guard, we were on our way. We drove the I-5 to the Anacortes turn off, then followed the signs to Whidbey Island, and there we joined our dearest friend Donna in Coupeville for a ride across the northern point of Puget Sound to the peninsula and it's interesting heritage.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The ferry ride was quick and easy, although one must make sure to book a reservation. The fresh air and blue sky was heavenly. We had plenty of time to take photos and watch the waters for whales.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once we arrived, it was a quick and easy drive onto the I-20, veered left onto the I-19 and there we were within minutes, at Port Hadlock-Irondale. We drove to the State Park which sits along the beach area, and took a short walk to where Puget Sound and Chimacum Creek meet. Unfortunately it was not where the ghost town of Irondale once stood, but it was close! We chatted with a lovely lady who was with her dog, and watched some young men run into the waters.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The lady explained we had walked in the wrong direction, but if we turned around and went back past the parking lot and to the right, we'd see a trail and marker to a Historic Area.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Irondale, National Historic Site</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Irondale</b> - In 1881 an iron producing blast furnace was erected and put into operation by Samuel Hadlock and other local business men, forming the Puget Sound Iron Company. It produced approximately 1200 tons of pig iron <i>(used to make wrought iron and steel)</i> in it's first year of production, and up to 2300 tons in 1883, after improvements, with ore from the Chimacum Valley. A town to house the employees sprung up and by 1883, several saloons, stables, a grist mill, hotels, boarding houses, businesses and homes were situated in the area and down to the beach front. At it's peak, the plant employed over 400 workers. Due to the downfall of the economy the plant closed in 1889.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Several years later, it was reopened as the Western Steel Company, James A. Moore as president.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">By 1909, the population of Irondale grew to approximately 1500, and the town boasted a bank, newspaper, 3 hotels, 30 businesses, a hospital, electricity, water and sewer system, plus many new houses. Everyone was employed, and plans were made to house up to 20,000 people within 3 years. The mill produced close to 700 tons of steel weekly.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1910 Western Steel Company declared bankruptcy, causing the collapse of the plant and town. It was revived during World War 1 for a brief period to stockpile raw materials, but was dismantled in 1919.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today it is a residential zone for Port Hadlock Tri-Area, and on maps is known as Port Hadlock-Irondale, Washington. The beachfront is littered with remnants of the old plant.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Irondale Historic Site</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Irondale Historic Site</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We wandered the grassy site, touched the concrete slabs, enjoyed the view and tried to connect with the energy of the past.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Next we drove into Port Townsend to check into the Palace Hotel on Water Street, with plans to enjoy a meal and walk around town.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Port Townsend</b> - Named after a friend of Captain George Vancouver <i>(Marquis of Townshend)</i> in 1792, was settled in 1851. It was hoped to become the largest harbour on the west coast; however, these dreams were crushed. First Nations tribes <i>(today: Chemakum, Hoh, Quinault, Klallam, and Twana)</i> had occupied the land for thousands of years, but by the late 1700's to early 1800's, were decimated by diseases brought in from European explorers <i>(notably measles and smallpox)</i>. By the time settlers arrived, the indigenous people were reduced to a few hundred and thus couldn't effectively stand against them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Klallam tribe's territory encompassed the future settlement and in 1851 S'Hai-ak granted permission to the settlers. Not long after, S'Hai-ak drowned. His younger brother, Chezemoka, succeeded to leadership of the band. Today, a park <i>(dedicated in 1904)</i> sits in his honour on the northeast part of the town with spectacular views of the Admiralty inlet and Cascade Mountains.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Port Townsend became a popular seaport and a building boom began, with a decline in 1893, due to the failure of rail lines to connect the area with the eastern Puget Sound cities, and the economic depression. A major part of the wealth and resources was lumber and shipping of goods. In the mid 1890's, a quarter of American railroads declared bankruptcy. Investors began looking elsewhere and the town's population dwindled. The primary source of income became fishing, canning and Fort Worden's military base <i>(built between 1898 and 1920). </i>This shifted in the 1920's when a paper mill was built, lasting into the 1950's. From 1957-1971, Fort Worden was purchased by the State of Washington and became a Juvenile Detention Facility, reopening as a State Park in 1973. In the 1960's, Port Townsend became a hippy mecca, who opened small shops in the main part of town; while the 1970's brought a flood of "laid-back" people who restored old buildings and opened small businesses. Today, the popular tourist town boasts a population of less than 10,000 <i>(2015 Census)</i>, receiving Historic status in 1976-1977.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><u>Note</u></b>: A great little video of Port Townsend's history: <a href="https://youtu.be/DZUJxosGLUU"><b>https://youtu.be/DZUJxosGLUU</b></a> - please take a moment, it's under 5 minutes long.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Room #3, Marie's (Madame)<br />corner room on 2nd floor with fireplace</span></i></td></tr>
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">The Palace Hotel - </b><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(3 storey brick building on Water Street)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> was built by the Canadian Architect, William Tuft Whiteway </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(1856-1940)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> for Captain Henry Lewis Tibbals <i>(1829-1920)</i> in 1887-1889. It opened as a billiard parlor, Townsend Tavern and rooms to rent, with the Captain's family living on the 2nd floor. In the early 1900's, the first floor housed many different businesses such as a newspaper, theatre, grocery store, railway offices, florist shop, liquor store and several restaurants. During prohibition and the Depression, a well-known brothel and hotel occupied the 2nd and 3rd floors, earning the name "Palace of Sweets". The Madame, Marie, occupied the corner 2nd floor suite </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(the room we stayed in)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> which contained the only fireplace in the building. In 1935 the Sheriff's office raided the brothel; and although it was rumoured to have closed down, a secretary, whose office was on the 2nd floor suggested it continued to flourish until 1940/41. She was witness to a scene of young women at the only bathroom on the 2nd floor around noon in their bathrobes, suspecting them to be working late hours and early mornings. Rooms had been rented to single women during the time. At the beginning of WW2 all brothels were ordered shut down by the federal government. By 1970, the building required a full restoration, and with fund raising success, renovations began in 1976. Restoration to the outside and foundation of the building began in the 1980's and soon it was back to what it had been in the Victorian Era and the Roaring Twenties.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The hotel is rumoured to be haunted by several spirits <i>(prostitutes, Father Patrick - who performed last rites for prostitutes' babies who died and were buried in the basement floor, a former housekeeper, a native woman, a Lady in a blue dress and more!)</i>, with Marie and Captain Tibbals suspected as the main ghosts. A ghost sighting log is available for reading, filled with written accounts from visitors. Just ask the hotel staff at the lobby desk.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - Miss Alice room</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - Mezzanine area with a Bedroom<br />(just above Lounge, below 2nd floor)</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - Lounge area & entrance on Water Street</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - stairway to 3rd floor</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We left our bags in the room, closed the Marie door, and after a tour of the hotel and it's beautiful Victorian style rooms, headed back out to the street to explore the town. One can wander through Upper Port Townsend and Downtown Port Townsend. A huge flight of stairs took us to the upper portion where we discovered more of its history.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>The Bell Tower</b> - the last remaining wooden bell tower in USA. At 75 feet tall, it was built in 1890, and held a 1500 lb brass bell. It was used to rally the community to help fight fires. The American Telegraph Company had set up poles and wiring equipped with boxes which contained signaling devices. Gamewell Company "Excelsior" model fire alarm boxes were installed in certain areas of the city, with 21 in service by 1933. When one was set off it would send a transmission to an indicator unit at the fire station in City Hall, and a 14 inch brass bell would ring in a timed pattern. The unit would display which alarm box was triggered, leading the volunteer firefighters to that area. A transmission of the coded location was sent to the Bell Tower and a firefighter, at the station, would select the number of times the bell ringer would cycle the coded signal for one, two or three alarm fires. Today it stands proudly above the city, named as a recipient of the 2004 State Historic Preservation Officer's Award for Resource Stewardship. It is kept up by the city's fundraising every decade or so.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - view from Upper Port Townsend<br />of Puget Sound and the ferry terminal</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Beautiful old homes and churches fill the Upper area, perfect for a lovely stroll.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - private home next to the Bell Tower</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - St Paul's Episcopal Church (1865)</i></span></td></tr>
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">The Jefferson County Court House</b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> - this building is unique and overlooks the Bay and Admiralty Inlet from Upper Port Townsend. It was erected in 1891 and made from deep red brick shipped in from St. Louis, with 786 tons of sandstone from Alaska. Designed by a Seattle architect, W.A. Ritchie, at a cost of $150,000 </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">($17,287 was used for the jail in the basement)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. The counters in the offices are made with oak and rose marble, while the main hallways are laid with patterned quarry tile. The Clock Tower was installed in 1892, and is 124 feet and 4 inches tall, ringing every hour of the day. Legend says the bell was pulled across the plains while the clock mechanism was shipped around the Horn, and a white horse pulled the device into position. In 1912 the building received electricity, and illumination of the 9 foot clock was made possible. Since 1914, the clock is wound every Friday. The building was placed into the National Register of a Historic Place in 1973.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After our lovely walk, we found ourselves back in Downtown Port Townsend admiring the architecture of the buildings on Water Street. Of course we took in some window shopping, and stopped in at the Phoenix Rising shop where we purchased some crystals and gifts.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati -<br />OK, these Furry Bones were in a shop window. Too cute!</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - along Water Street. I love this building!<br />The 2nd & 3rd floors are under renovation.<br />Hastings Building (1890)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Photo Courtesy of Kati - Rose Theatre,<br />opened 1907 as a Vaudeville House</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We discovered a lovely quaint cafe, where we enjoyed a cool drink at a table in the outdoors. The day was flying by, and soon Lesli and I found ourselves hugging Donna and waving our good-byes at the ferry terminal, for her trip back to Coupeville. Afterwards, we hopped into our vehicle and drove a short way to Manresa Castle, thought to be haunted. We wanted to see if we could walk around to experience the hotel's energy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Manresa Castle</b> - completed in 1892, as a residence for Charles <i>(prominent member of the business community & first mayor in 1878)</i> and Kate Eisenbeis of Prussia. Known as the "Eisenbeis Castle" with 30 rooms and 12 inch thick walls, it had been abandoned a few years after Charles passed away in 1902, and Kate's second marriage. The only inhabitant was a caretaker. Then in 1925, a Seattle attorney purchased the property as a vacation place for nuns who taught in Seattle schools. Jesuit Priests bought the building in 1927, to create a training college. They added a wing with a chapel, sleeping rooms and an elevator in 1928, then placed stucco over the bricks. It was named "Manresa Hall" in honour of the Spanish town where their order was founded by Ignatius Loyola. In 1968, the Jesuits left and the building transitioned into a hotel named "Manresa Castle". It has had 3 different owners since, and increased the number of bathrooms from 3 to 43.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Stories of hauntings developed. A monk thought to have hung himself in the attic is heard, and a woman who threw herself out of a window after learning the man she loved had died in war is thought to haunt her room. Glasses explode in the cafe/chapel room, and sometimes empty ones are turned upside down. There are reports that rooms 302, 304 and 306 are haunted.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Manresa Castle, a peak into the downstairs restaurant area</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Manresa Castle, back of the building</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Manresa Castle, outside back of building</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The hotel staff was kind to allow us to walk the main floor only, so as not to disturb guests, and around the outside of the building. Although the garden lacked work, it was an interesting space to visit. We did not experience anything out of the ordinary or unexplained, but it would make for a fun night to explore perhaps on a future visit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We stopped to get some food on our way back to the Palace, had a lovely meal in our room, and then settled in for the night and some EVP <i>(electronic voice phenomena)</i> work, video taping our session. We are still reviewing hours of recordings, but the evening was not as quiet as we'd like, for across the way a party was ongoing at one of the establishments. Sounds of the festivities carried up to our suite.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next morning I woke very early <i>(6am)</i>, and after sitting for a spell out on Water Street enjoying the peace and quiet, I came back inside to hear a woman say "hello". I quickly checked the hallway but no one was there. Lesli was still sleeping. I looked out the windows, but saw no one nearby. It was just before 8am. Was this a resident spirit? Perhaps the housekeeper who is thought to roam the Hotel? I cannot say. I had shut off our digital recorders before going outside. Darn!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - The Palace Hotel lobby in the morning</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our plan for the day was to travel across the water, back to the mainland, and a drive several hours inland </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(east)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> to Wellington, a ghost town which no longer exists. It's situated in the midst of the Cascade Mountains </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(near the base of Windy Mountain)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">,</span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">with</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> stories of a haunted tunnel and snowshed.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - on the Kingston-Edmonds ferry</span></i></td></tr>
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<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Wellington </b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">- today it's known as Tye, and is situated on a rough </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(some parts are gravel)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> road heading down from Stevens Pass and the summit at the Mountain Resort on Hwy 2 in the Cascade Mountains; also on the Iron Goat Trail <i>(hiking path)</i>. Founded in 1893, it was a railroad community in King County, which experienced the worst avalanche in U.S.A. history because of the number of people who died. In 1910 at the end of February, the town was experiencing a horrible blizzard. For nine days two trains were trapped at the depot waiting out the weather. The snow fell up to a foot an hour, and on it's worst day up to eleven feet. Late on the evening of February 28th, the snow had stopped and turned to rain with a warm wind. Just after 1am on March 1st, lightening struck and a slab of snow broke loose. It was a ten foot high mass, 1/2 mile long and 1/4 mile wide; and because a recent forest fire had ravished the area, there was little they could do to stop the snow from coming down upon the community and the trains.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Windy Mountain and where Wellington once stood</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The avalanche roared down Windy Mountain and took with it the two Great Northern trains <i>(Spokane Local Passenger Train No. 25, and Fast Mail Train No. 27)</i> and 96 people. They ended up 150 feet below the railroad tracks in the ravine, into Tye Creek at the bottom, and were buried under 40+ feet of snow.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Seattle Star (Mar.02, 1910) pg 01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The main form of communication was through telegraph lines, but due to the storm, those had ceased working. Scenic, being the closest town at 8 miles of windy track to the west, was the first to find out about the slide. A group of male survivors had hiked to the town for help. News began to seep out and soon the Superintendent of the Great Northern Railway <i>(1857-1970)</i> arrived in Scenic the following day. Organizing crews to get to the site and begin digging for survivors and the dead was crucial. This was not an easy task. Each day the missing and dead list grew, and eventually in July 1910, the last of the bodies was discovered. In total 96 people had perished, with many injured and a few who escaped fatality. It was not only passengers on the train that had the death sentence, but also employees who had been working hard on the snowy tracks prior to the avalanche. It was devastating!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Seattle Star (Mar.03, 1910) pg 01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Seattle Star (Mar.03, 1910) pg 01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today the old Cascade tunnel, to the east of where the town once stood, sits in disrepair. Warning signs not to go near are clearly marked on a trail, due to a possible fear of flooding in the 2.6 mile tunnel. The concrete snow shed, to the west, is also beginning to fall apart, and one has to be careful of falling debris. It is said that spirits of children and women who died in the tragic event, still linger with their voices crying out in both spots.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lesli and I took great care when walking the trails, kept our eyes open for any wildlife and danger, and ran our digital recorder to see if we could pick up any voices that were not our own. The area appears abandoned. No buildings of long ago, only remnants here and there. At the end of the drive down from the summit, is a small gravel parking lot and a washroom building, next to a big billboard which holds a map of the area. One can enjoy a scenic walk along the bottom of Windy Mountain leading to both the tunnel and the snow shed.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Cascade Tunnel (1900-1929)<br />2.6 miles long, electrified in 1909 due to noxious exhaust<br />& smoke from steam locomotives</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Tye Creek below the trail</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The avalanche came down where today stands a concrete snowshed, and wiped out everything in it's path. Parts of the town were missed; however where the two trains waited, all was destroyed and pulled into the ravine.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - Before the Slide photo of Wellington</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After a visit to the tunnel, we walked west along the trail to the snowshed <i>(1911-1929)</i>. The Great Northern Railway built the all concrete, 2463 foot <i>(nearly 1/2 mile long)</i>, double tracked, snowshed as protection. The entrance of the shed marks the eastern extent of the avalanche path where the two trains sat waiting on that fateful night. It was an engaging walk with a view of the crash site below, shrouded in trees, bush and wilderness. Signs were dotted along the walk providing valuable information, the names of people who lost their lives, and the changes to the little town that lives no more. The snowshed was filled with the eerie sounds of water dripping and echos of our footsteps. We captured no evidence of "spirit" voices on our digital recorders. As I walked beneath the great concrete structure I couldn't help but feel alone. A silence overwhelmed me, and a feeling of despair seeped into my heart. Each step I took felt like I was wading through a thickness, a fog, I could not see. I tried to concentrate on the echos to lift whatever it was trying to distress me.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo Courtesy of Kati - under the Snowshed (1911-1929)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was early evening, we were famished and decided it was time to travel north,back to Vancouver, B.C. Canada. We sat in the parking lot to enjoy a cup of yogurt and fruit, loaded up on water, and began our 4 hour journey home. Traffic along Hwy 2 was light and steady, but once we found ourselves back closer to the I-5 and the big cities, it clogged up. We made light of it, shared stories, talked about our adventure, sent out a few tweets, and enjoyed the music from Lesli's Ipod.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Unfortunately, upon our arrival back in the province we noticed the sun had turned a brilliant red as it was dropping into the ocean, and the air was filled with smoke from B.C.'s forest fires. The view of the North Shore Mountains was no more. The smoke lingered in the city for some days to come. Truly sad! We wish everyone well in B.C. and send out our love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was a grand adventure, although short, and we learned so much more about the history of two fascinating spots in Washington State. I'm sure we'll be back some day to explore more of these alluring areas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have ever visited either, or both, of these places we'd love to hear from you. Let us know in the comment section below, on our </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks/" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-weight: bold;">Facebook page</a><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"> </b><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(give us a like!)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, or email us via our </span><a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/contact" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Website</b></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, and tell us about your experiences!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Thank you again for visiting with us and following our blogs. We truly appreciate your participation and insight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Till next time,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Sources</u>: ghosttowns.com; wikipedia; historylink.org; ptguide.com; city-data.com; familysearch.org; palacehotelpt.com; hauntedhouses.com; enjoypt.com; ptleader.com; Jefferson County Washington website; Manresa Castle handout from hotel; Newspapers.com; Ancestry.ca; Museum of History & Industry, Seattle.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Photos by Kati:</u> are prohibited from use by others, and require written consent of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations. Contact via our <a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/contact">website.</a></i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-59407022345227272012017-08-28T08:32:00.001-07:002019-03-15T17:52:38.354-07:00Burglary! Organized Gang! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today we find ourselves following the trail of Vancouver's finest detectives in search of the truth. We are now publishing our sixteenth blog about the convicts buried at the B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery known as "Boot Hill", and the first case involving a "gang of thieves" in Vancouver's East Side district, Main Street with Chinatown in its midst.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">News comes to us via the Vancouver Daily World at the end of 1915. <b>"Thieves Clean Out Main Street Store - Tailor Shop is Swept Clear of the Entire Stock."</b> This is shocking! The article is hidden on page 17 of the biggest newspaper at the time in Vancouver. This is because i</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">n August 1914, Canada was pulled into World War 1 when Britain declared war on Germany. Since that moment the newspapers were filled with daily news from the front lines.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Frank Spatari</b>, born on April 16, 1880, arrived in Vancouver, B.C. from Italy in 1905 when he was 25 years young. Although his Death Certificate <i>(deceased: February 28, 1960)</i> indicates he last worked as a Tailor in 1955 and was in the business for 35 years, this cannot be accurate. We find his business first listed in the 1907 Vancouver City Directory listings. Frank was 27 years of age at the time. This would indicate he was in the business for a minimum of 48 years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>*1907 -</b> Frank's business first appears in the listings at 37 Hastings East, at the Klondike Hotel Rooms. At age 27 he was an entrepreneur.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>*1908-1909</b> - Frank is listed as "Spatari & Battistoni Tailors" at 61 Cordova West </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(partnered with Louie Battistoni).</i><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>*1910-1914</b> - Spatari's business is listed at #4-61 Cordova West,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>*1915</b> - Frank adds to his business with another shop at 608 Main Street.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>*By 1955 -</b> Frank Spatari's Tailors is located at 863 Hastings E, <i>(with Olga Spatari listed as employee)</i>, 8 city blocks away <i>(a 15 minute walk)</i> to the east from the Main Street address, putting it outside of the Chinatown area.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy of Vancouver Public Library - 1919, Looking north on Main St at Keefer St (Access.No.13817)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The loss of inventory must have been such a shock for Mr. Spatari. The newspaper reports approximate loss of $1000, which in today's money is valued at $23,900.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Detectives were put on the case, and a mention made of similar operations was reported several weeks prior, thus the thieves were suspected to be working as a gang unit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On December 28th, 21 Chinese men were arrested for theft and brought before the police court in Vancouver, B.C. due to an investigation and discovery of loot taken from several shops over the last few weeks of 1915. The piece of evidence which cracked the case was a bucket from a book shop, which two detectives traced to a residence on Keefer Street <i>(in Chinatown)</i>. Upon discovery the premises were searched and in the basement evidence was found from thefts that had occurred at several of the nearby shops. This broke the case wide open and the detectives were joined by the Deputy Chief, an Inspector, and several other detectives and officers in the search of the home and a round up of the gang members was made.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The dynamic duo, a description given to <b>Detectives Joseph Ricci and Donald Alexander Sinclair</b>, had only been on the force a few years but had honed their craft effectively, and were hot on the trail of criminals in the Chinatown and Little Italy districts.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Vancouver City Archives -<br />1914-1915 Detective Joe Ricci<br />(Ref. No. AM54-S4-1, A-30-49)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Joe arrived in 1906, born in Italy, and joined the force in 1912, at the young age of 24, after his coat had been stolen. He was 5'8" tall, 150lbs and packed a mean punch. Joe</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> went on to marry Germaine Paquette, had 2 daughters <i>(Rosemarie and Louise)</i>, and was reportedly forced to retire from the force in 1928. Joe purchased the Royal Hotel beer parlour franchise, and in 1948 he opened West Coast Central Club <i>(an exclusive club for members only)</i> where he'd see some of his good buddies from the force again. A year later he became an official Italian translator for the police court. Joe suffered from a stroke in the early 1960s, leaving his daughter Louise to run the club. He passed away on December 9, 1966, due to 17 years struggle with heart disease, and colon cancer. He was laid to rest at the Ocean View Cemetery in Burnaby, B.C.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Donald arrived in 1911, and at the age of 29 years he joined the force. He married Agnes Patterson in 1912 and they had one daughter, Isabelle Jane, who was born in 1916. Sadly she passed away at the age of 22 in 1938. Donald died on August 29, 1937, and was buried in Vancouver's Mountain View Cemetery. Agnes passed away in 1978 at the age of 90. She is buried near her husband.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A great account of what kind of detectives these lads were, can be located in an online article about Ricci <a href="http://www.accenti.ca/news-archives-issue-25/detective-joe-ricci-one-of-vancouver-s-finest-by-ray-culos"><b>HERE</b></a>. Give it a read! It's really quite fascinating.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our convict, Louie Num, is named for the first time in the news reports as a main figure of the Chinese Theft gang charged with burglary. Lee Chung gave evidence that he and Lem Mow assisted Louie Num in carrying goods from Brummitt's store to a residence on Keefer Street.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Two days later the newspaper reported that three men, Lem Mow, Louie Num and Sam Poy, were implicated in the charge of burglary. Several stores had been robbed, including Frank Spatari's <i>(misspelled as 'Spereti's' in the article)</i>, Brown and Beaton's, and Brummitt's. The article confirms Lee Chung and Sing Lee pled guilty; while Lee attempted to appear less involved, Sing confirmed they were all equally responsible.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In all, five men were named to be involved in the burglary. Besides our convict, Louie Num, charged as principles of the Burglary are Lem Mow, Sam Poy, Lee Chung and Sing Lee.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A week later we learn Lee Chung was the one who "ratted" on his co-partners. He was sentenced to 3 years imprisonment. Lee was also responsible for the release of other men who had been arrested along with five principles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. Num and his gang probably thought they had a good thing going, but ultimately were no match for the city's finest detectives.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We did not locate any further articles about the case, and no further mention of Louie Num; however, we found a record of payment made to witnesses and interpreters used during the trial, in the Auditor General's report of 1916-1917.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Through Louie Num's Death Certificate we learn of his demise, and also learn some valuable information. Although we do not know the length of Louie's sentence, we can confirm he was committed to the B.C. Penitentiary on February 7, 1916.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Louie died on February 03, 1917, at 10 am due to tuberculosis causing heart failure, believed to be at the age of 26 years young.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Louie had immigrated to Canada six years earlier <i>(1911)</i> with his occupation documented as canneryman. He was born in China, married and most likely left his country to be able to find work <i>(like so many others of his country)</i> and send money home to his family. The certificate indicates he'd been suffering from Tuberculosis for 30 weeks <i>(7.5 months)</i>. The disease was rampant during that time, and being in prison only made it more probable that one would contract it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Chinese immigrants to Canada had undergone many changes in Vancouver by the time 1916 rolled around. In 1886 Chinatown was formed with just under 100 Chinese residents in the area, and by the 1890's over 1000 crowded into the area, often doubling up in single rooms. This brought on problems such as prostitution, gambling and opium dens. A Chinese Methodist Church was created in 1889. Businesses popped up in the area, and by 1905 two alleys named "Canton" and "Shanghai" were formed, with new tenement buildings, grocery shops, tailors, restaurants and such. In 1907, on September 7th, anti-immigrant riots exploded in Chinatown and Japantown, beating up residents, smashing shopping windows, and destroying stores. Chinatown encompassed the area of: Canton Alley - west, Hastings Street - north, Keefer Street - south, and Westminster Ave <i>(named Main Street in 1910)</i> - east. By 1911, over 3500 Chinese lived in Vancouver making it the largest settlement in Canada and 2nd largest Chinatown in Canada.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Brummitt's</b> - owned by <b>William Bonner Brummitt</b>, born July 15, 1868, in Holbeach, Lincolnshire, England; married to <b>Harriett Lewis Hale</b> <i>(b. Apr.26, 1868, in Gastard, Corsham, England; d. May 23, 1953, Nelson, B.C.)</i>, and died on September 30, 1946, due to myocardial degeneration and cirrhosis of the liver. He is buried at Vancouver's Mountain View Cemetery. His death certificate indicates he was a Clothing Merchant for 50 years.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William and Harriett are documented to have resided in Chicago, Cook County Illinois, where they had two sons: Harold Edward <i>(b. May 4, 1892, d. June 3, 1973 in Essondale Hospital)</i> and William Bonner <i>(b. Sept. 28, 1893, d. Jan. 3, 1970)</i>. They moved the family to Vancouver, B.C. around 1892. Harriett gave birth to four more sons and one daughter: Charles <i>(b. May 10, 1895, d. Jun. 17, 1971)</i>, George <i>(b. Nov. 27, 1897, d. Mar. 28, 1981)</i>, Redvers Buller <i>(b. Mar. 10, 1900, d. Nov. 12, 1979)</i>, Albert <i>(b. Feb. 4, 1902, d.-no records found)</i>, and Vera Marjory <i>(b. 1907, d.-no records found)</i>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I searched the city directory listings and compiled the following information:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">William Brummitt first appeared in the city's listings in 1895. He began business as a clerk at the Hastings Mill Co <i>(sawmill, 1st commercial operation of settlement that became Vancouver, the Hastings Mill Store is now a museum)</i>. He enters the clothing business in 1896, working as a clerk at I X L Clothing Store. By 1908, he finally opens up his own clothing shop at 20 West Cordova, and by 1912, three of his sons are working alongside of him. Also listed is a Charles Brummitt <i>(not his son Charles-a salesman)</i>, but possibly a cousin <i>(they have different parents, both from England)</i>, who is a cabinetmaker and was born in 1865. The Brummitt family was strong and big.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As I mentioned, William Bonner Brummitt died in 1946; however his business carried on for 2 more years under his son, Charles Brummitt, and then in 1948 it disappears from the listings.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Brown and Beaton</b> - druggists, owned by <b>James Alexander Beaton</b> <i>(b. Dec.18, 1878, d. Oct.21, 1965)</i> and <b>James Wilson Brown</b> <i>(b. Mar.12, 1876, d. July 17, 1966)</i>. Both men were born in Ontario; Beaton <i>(from Durham, Ont.)</i> with Scottish roots, and Brown <i>(Pembroke, Ont.)</i> with Irish. While Beaton is found in Kamloops, B.C. in 1907 where he married his wife, Catherine Jane Winters, Brown is recorded living in Vancouver, B.C. in the 1901 Canada Census. Brown married Alelia Craighill on March 31, 1908 and it is confirmed via his Death Certificate that he had a son, John Brown.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our search for both Beaton and Brown proved to be difficult. Not only are there many carrying the same last name in the Vancouver area, but when we searched Ontario records, there were several possibilities as well.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The drugstore didn't advertise like Brummitt's, but appeared numerous times in the Vancouver Daily World as part of other advertisement; such as in the ad below:</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Daily World - Brown & Beaton Ad (Jun.21, 1915) pg 12</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I located a photograph of James Alexander Beaton in the Ancestry website, but I do not know what timeline it carries. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I hesitate to say it is James in his early 20's. One cannot tell with photos of long ago. He appears to be a bright, educated young man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The City Directory confirms their drugstore first appears in 1907:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On further investigation, Brown(e) & Beaton's is actively listed until 1922, when it disappears from the directory and it appears Mr. Beaton pursues the business on his own.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We cannot be sure what happened to the Brown(e) and Beaton partnership, nor can we speculate. However on Brown's Death Certificate we are assured he stayed in the business as druggist, for it indicates he was self-employed for 25 years. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On Beaton's Death Certificate it was documented that he had remained as a druggist for 50 years. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Their partnership had lasted at least 14 years.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Latest news of the cemetery is that the city has cleaned up the lot from wild brambles, weeds and grasses; and replaced the old stone markers with new ones. It is accessible to the public.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time, take care to be respectful when visiting the cemetery. No matter who these men were in life, we hope their afterlife is one of forgiveness and love...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources: </b>Newspapers.com; Ancestry.ca; BC Archives; UBC Open Sessions; DailyColonist.ca; BC City Directories; Vancouver Public Library; SFU.ca; Vancouver City Archives; "Detective Joe Ricci: One of Vancouver's Finest" - Ray Culos; FamilySearch.org.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Photos by Kati</b> - do not use/copy or distribute without the written permission of Kati Ackermann Webb @ vancouverspooks.com</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-2348189284457993112017-07-17T19:42:00.002-07:002019-03-28T08:26:52.491-07:00Guilty! A Life In and Out of Prison.. (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We take you on the journey of a young man who's life ended in an accident. What truly happened, we may never know; however, he became one of the convicts interred at the forgotten Boot Hill Cemetery in New Westminster, B.C. <i>(1913-1967, used by the old B.C. Penitentiary, which was razed in 1980)</i>. Welcome to our fifteenth blog about the inmates buried at this unique cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1939 news rang out in the Prince George Citizen: "Pair Guilty in Theft Case." </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The headline suggested it was two people who had been accused, and thus our search for information of our convict began.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Prince George Digitization - Pr. George Citizen (1939, Mar.09)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman Bottineau advised the court he had been hired by Mr. Cossitt to steal a cook stove, heater, table, two blankets and several other articles from Mr. Malgunas' home at 3:00 am on February 12, 1939. If I'd had to guess, it sounds like supplies for warmth and convenience were the focus of the theft, and may have taken several trips throughout the victim's home to gather all the items to be hauled off. I wonder if a vehicle had been waiting nearby.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One of the witnesses called before the Judge was Norman's mother, Lillian Bottineau.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Six days later, the same newspaper announced a sentence of 23 months in Oakalla Prison Farm to Norman Bottineau, with recommendation he be sent to Resthaven training school. Mr. Cossitt, who Norman claimed had hired him, was given 3 years in the B.C. Penitentiary for breaking and entering. Both had pled guilty.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the 1930's the B.C. Provincial Police were the policing body for the province until 1950. The force was established in 1858 when British Columbia was a colony, predating confederation.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Prince George, B.C., situated at the junction of Fraser and Nechako Rivers, and explored by Alexander MacKenzie in 1793, was established as a Fort in 1807. It was named Fort George <i>(for King George 111)</i> by Simon Fraser <i>(American explorer)</i> and was operated by the Northwest Company <i>(later merged with Hudson's Bay trading company)</i>. The area had been occupied by Carrier First Nation for thousands of years prior to European settlement, and today the local band, Lheidli T'Enneh <i>(Lheidli meaning "where the two rivers flow together" and T'Enneh meaning "the people"),</i> traditional territory stretches over 4.3 million hectares from the Rocky Mountains to the interior plateau, including the city. Prince George, incorporated in 1915 after arrival of the railway, is known as the "Northern Capital of B.C." and plays an important role in the province's economy and culture.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Herbert Gwyn Cossitt, through records found at the Ancestry website, was born on April 30, 1896, in Brockville, Ontario. He was 42 years of age at sentencing. Throughout the years prior to this incident, Herbert had experienced the first part of the century in Leeds County, Ontario, and after his marriage in 1915 had moved to South Dakota. In 1917 he had registered in the USA civilian draft for WW1. In 1921 Mr. Cossitt is noted to be back in Leeds County, Ontario. Records indicate Mr. Cossitt travelled back and forth across the Canada-USA border from time to time. How he ended up in northern British Columbia is not known. However his death certificate tells us he was divorced, an engineer, and died in Mills Memorial Hospital in Terrace, B.C. on August 25, 1975, due to a cardiac arrest. His body is interred at Two Mile Cemetery in Hazelton, B.C. No children were found as part of his legacy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman Donald Bottineau came from a rather large family; but first let's move on to what may have happened and was reported about his life, before we introduce his ancestry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In search of Resthaven Industrial School <i>(as mentioned by Judge H.E.A. Robertson in the above article)</i> I found a place for the elderly, or seniors of our society, called Resthaven Sanitorium. This could not have been the place the Judge was talking about. So I went in search of an Industrial School meant for boys and came across BISCO <i>(Boys' Industrial School Coquitlam)</i>, which was also known as the B.C. Industrial School for Delinquent Boys. I also discovered a "Newhaven" described as a "Young Offenders Unit" at Oakalla Prison Farm, but it was not established until the 1950s.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BC Archives - BISCO - Assess.No.193501-001 (photo: 1950's)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A further description of the school is found in the B.C. Archives:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An article posted in the Riverview Hospital Blogs <i>(link listed under "Sources")</i> about the school, proves to be interesting:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman Donald Bottineau was born on January 28, 1920. He would've been 19 years of age at time of his sentence. Was he immature? Considered a juvenile at his age? The first article we found described him as "youthful".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In a section called "Health and Welfare" of the Daily Colonist, a Victoria B.C. newspaper, it described how "juvenile delinquency" was being handled at the time. I've clipped out a portion of the lengthy article below.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist (June 11, 1939)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We may assume Norman Donald Bottineau, if sent to BISCO, was taught a trade and after 23 months he was released out into society. This, however, cannot be confirmed without records, which are unavailable to us at this time.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If Norman did not attend the school, then he would have served his time at Oakalla Prison Farm in Burnaby, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oakalla Prison Farm opened on September 2, 1912. From 1919 to 1959, 44 prisoners had been executed by hanging at the prison, the last one being on April 28, 1959. Capital punishment was abolished in Canada in 1976. In 1970, Oakalla Prison Farm was renamed the Lower Mainland Regional Correction Centre, which then closed on June 30, 1991. Overcrowding was an ongoing issue. It had originally been designed to hold 150 male and 50 female prisoners, but in 1962-1963 it held over 1200 prisoners, and averaged 600+. The prison had it's own dairy, vegetable gardens and livestock as a working farm.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy HeritageBurnaby.ca - Item No. 134-002, Oakalla Prison Farm (1950's)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman would have been released around February 1941 at the age of 21 years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Through research I located Norman's "marriage certificate", indicating he was living in the city of Vancouver, B.C. and married Hattie M Sawyer <i>(21 years old)</i> on May 04, 1941. On the same document, typed underneath the header, a statement indicates the marriage was dissolved on October 10, 1946, in New Westminster, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The marriage certificate lists Norman's occupation as "cook", and provides us with information about his family. We will explore this further on. I searched the address of 1070 Hornby Street, Vancouver, B.C. in the B.C. Directory Listings. The land now holds an apartment complex with stores and businesses at street level. Back in the 1940's, a house may have stood on the land; however, I could not find any Bottineau listed there. Instead, there was a residential listing for Oscar and Bessie Nelson. Oscar was a mechanic born in Vancouver. His father was Swedish, while his mother was English. Bessie was born in Scotland and listed her occupation as housewife. She had previously been divorced and married Oscar in 1935.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I located a listing for Hattie Bottineau, Norman's wife, in New Westminster, B.C. at her mother's home for the following year of 1942.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Perhaps the marriage between Norman and Hattie did not survive the year. Hattie is found in the 1945 directory living at that same address. No records were found for Norman Bottineau in New Westminster, Vancouver, Victoria or Nanaimo, B.C. Where he may have resided is unclear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Out of the blue, I found an article which was announced from Richmond, B.C. that Norman had committed another offence. Where he served his sentence was not released. I searched the B.C. Directories, and found a "D Bottineau" listed in 1945, Steveston, a district of Richmond known for its fishing community.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun (Jul.18, 1945) pg03</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Norman received a three year sentence for "statutory offence" against a 13 year old girl. He had pled guilty.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Three years later, a newspaper article implicated our convict of another crime.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist (June 15, 1948)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Jun.15, 1948) pg05</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspaper clippings tells us that Norman was charged with "statutory offence" and bail was set at $5000.00 Cdn. Today, this amount is valued at $55,042 Cdn.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Statutory Offence - a crime to knowingly cause another person to engage in an unwanted sexual act by force or threat. <i>(definition: vocabulary.com)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In Canada from 1892 to 2008, the legal consent of minor was 14. It was raised to age 16 in 2008.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With the above article we learn that Norman had been charged in Port Alberni, B.C. and brought to court in Nanaimo, B.C. Both cities are situated on Vancouver Island.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lumber and plentiful fishing put Port Alberni on the map in the mid-19th century as European settlers began to arrive. It sits in the Alberni Valley on a narrow saltwater channel named Alberni Inlet, and is part of the traditional territory of the Nuu-chah-nulth <i>(known as Nootka by Europeans)</i> First Nation <i>(translation: "all along the mountains and sea")</i>. The town was incorporated in 1912 when the railway arrived.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives - 1950, Port Alberni aerial (Access.No.199003-004)</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Nanaimo was inhabited by the Snunehymuyx <i>(pronounced "Snuh-NAY-moo")</i>, Coast Salish people, for thousands of years. With the discovery of coal in the area, in 1852 the Hudson's Bay Company sent miners and a year later built Fort Bastion to protect the harbour and area. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It was incorporated in 1874, and by</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> 1886 the railway had been completed to the area. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.12, 1948) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.14, 1948) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.15, 1948) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Nanaimo Daily News reported regularly on their first page about the progress of Norman's court case. Charged with a "sex crime", we learn that experts in the medical field were called to testify, along with evidence of hair, clothing, wood slivers and sawdust particles presented. Science played a role in ensuring the Jury had all facts in front of them in order to make an informed decision.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.16, 1948) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On October 16, 1948, we learn the Jury convicted Norman D Bottineau of "statutory sex charge". The trial had lasted two days.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.23, 1948) pg01</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-size: 12.8px;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy BritishColonist.ca - Daily Colonist (Oct.24, 1948)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">October 23rd and 24th, 1948, announced a number of disturbing facts about Norman. He had been sentenced 3 years to prison for "statutory offence" <i>(upon a young girl)</i> prior to the 1948 sentencing, and had been released in 1947. Searching all records available online, we could not find anything to confirm this. The articles also advise he had been sentenced <i>(between 1937-1947)</i> for several charges including "breaking and entering", "burglary", "theft", "cheque charges" and "sex crime" offences, and</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> confirmed Norman had attended BISCO </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Boys' Industrial School in Coquitlam)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> as was recommended in his sentencing of 1939.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman made some odd requests to the Judge prior to sentencing: blaming liquor and women as his downfall, he asked to be put on a liquor interdiction list; he also requested a physical operation which would render him impotent for the rest of his life. Of course, he did state he was innocent before making the strange statements.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The "smirking" Norman Donald Bottineau was sentenced to seven years, and ordered to be whipped twice with five paddling sessions included each time on October 22, 1948. He would be released around October 1955. Records to indicate which jail or prison <i>(Oakalla Prison Farm or B.C. Penitentiary)</i> he had been incarcerated to were not found.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As for his punishment of whipping and paddling, the Cat-o'-Nine-Tails was often used for whipping while the convict was secured in standing position to a wooden X frame by his feet and hands. A leather strap was used for paddling while the convict was secured bending over onto a wooden table. One prisoner wrote about his experiences describing the punishment as: <i>"It was brutal, and it was horrible"</i>. This type of punishment was used in Canadian Federal and Provincial prisons until 1967.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">1954, news about Norman is reported again. We gather his sentence from 1948 was cut short.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Richmond Review (Nov.17, 1954) pg02</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once more Norman is sentenced, this time for molestation of a juvenile, and is sentenced to two years in prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman is once again in trouble in 1958.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Province (May 09, 1958) pg21</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Province (Jun.02, 1958) pg25</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Arrested in May on a routine automobile check in Vancouver, after a warrant was issued, Norman is committed for trial on the serious charge of "rape" against a 12 year old girl from September 1957.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Province (Jun.21, 1958) pg35</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman is sentenced to 9 years + 6 months in the penitentiary. The news article above, described how Norman took the young girl on her bicycle to an area where he sexually attacked her; and also described his previous convictions in 1945, and 1948. Justice Brown <i>(the Judge)</i> described Norman's crime was committed by trickery and stealth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Our next report of Norman D. Bottineau is found in a document dated September 05, 1958.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy BCLaws.ca - Oakalla to Essondale (Sep.05, 1958)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This document indicates that Norman was convicted and sentenced to prison <i>(Oakalla)</i> on June 20, 1958, to nine years and six months for "statutory offence" with a minor, and was found mentally ill, thus removed from the "gaol" and sent to Essondale <i>(the Provincial Mental Hospital, now known as "Riverview", in Coquitlam, B.C.)</i> until his complete or partial recovery was certified. Bottineau appealed his sentence shortly after.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Sun (Oct.10, 1958) pg27</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">Clearly Norman had a problem with sex crimes, some involving underage girls. It is not known if he was placed into Essondale, and if so, when he would have been released; nor if he was returned to prison to serve out the rest of his sentence </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(if any time remaining)</i><span style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">. His sentence would've kept him incarcerated until 1967. After the 1958 document we could not locate any further articles/documents providing us with information until his death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Due to overcrowding in the Provincial Asylum for the Insane, the government purchased land in Coquitlam, B.C. in 1904 which became Essondale. Today it is known as Riverview Hospital. Originally they put patients in temporary housing. By 1913, the building that would be named "West Lawn" began treatment for the most seriously ill male patients. Originally built to house 480 patients, by the end of the year, it serviced over 900. Throughout the 1920's to 1950's, several other buildings were opened to house the chronic mentally ill, psychopathic, female chronic, tuberculosis and more. By 1956 the hospital had over 4300 patients, but the number began to decline in the mid-1960s, and finally in July 2012 it was closed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I remember driving through the large estate and lands in the 1970s, awestruck at it's immense size and beautiful gardens. I also recall the feelings of fear and the unknown as to what may be going on behind the doors of the many buildings. Stories of abandonment, abuse, lobotomies and more influenced my teenage mind at the time. There may be some truth to a few stories, but I'm sure there were difficult times as well as good times in the hospital's history. To learn more I encourage you to check out the <b><a href="http://riverviewhospital.blogspot.ca/">Riverview Hospital Blogspot</a></b>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today, some of the buildings are still in use. The government announced in 2015 that new buildings would be constructed for mental health facilities to reopen in 2019. The filming industry uses vacant buildings for projects </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(TV shows and movies)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> such as X-Files, Supernatural, Smallville, Prison Break and more. Chances are, if you've watching a horror movie you've seen the inside of some of the buildings, and stories of "hauntings" have emerged.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Let's recap what we have learned about Norman Donald Bottineau:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1939</b> - Breaking and Entering, Theft sentence <i>(23 months sentence);</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Between 1941-1945</b> - Breaking and Entering <i>(where & how long he served for this is not known);</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1945 </b>- Statutory Offence<i> (3 years sentence);</i><b>1948</b> - Statutory Offence <i>(7 years sentence including 2 whippings + 5 paddlings each time);</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1954 </b><i>- </i>Molestation of a Juvenile<i> (2 years)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>1958</b> - Statutory Offence <i>(9 years + 6 months sentence, removed from prison in Sep.1958, and sent to Essondale Hospital due to mental illness)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Missing</b> - Cheque Charges mentioned in 1948 news article.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Norman Donald Bottineau's death certificate tells us his life was cut short, but not while in prison.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy BC Archives-Genealogy: Death Certificate (deceased Oct.07, 1962)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On October 7, 1962, Norman Donald Bottineau died of injuries he received in a motor vehicle accident. He had been travelling in a truck which skidded and hit a stump. There was one other occupant who had been injured. The location of the accident was in the Fraser Valley near the communities of Harrison Hotsprings and Agassiz, on Seabird Island Road. The highway is in the area where once a work camp for B.C. Penitentiary was situated, and is not far from the Mountain Institute prison which opened in 1962. Was Norman part of the camp or the institution? If he was serving his full sentence, he would not have been released from prison at the time of his death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I located a newspaper article about the "accident" <i>(above)</i>. It confirmed Norman was an inmate at the working camp at Agassiz Corrections. The truck he sat in the back of with another prisoner, hit a stump and flipped over on its side. He had been transferred from Chilliwack General Hospital to Vancouver General Hospital when he died.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Family did not claim his body; therefore, on </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">October 12, 1962, Norman was laid to rest in Boot Hill Cemetery, which sits on a sloped piece of land with a view of the Fraser River to the south.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Information provided to us on Norman's death certificate assisted in locating his family roots.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* Norman's father, Louis David Bottineau, was born July 19, 1872, to Severei Bottineau <i>(from Minnesota)</i> and Julia Chenevert <i>(from Wisconsin)</i> in Osseo Village, Hennepin County, Minnesota, USA.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* The 1900 USA Census confirms Louis married Della S. Dodge <i>(born approximately 1875)</i> in 1891, had one daughter<i> (Eunice - age 7)</i> and two sons <i>(Leonard - age 5 and Albert - age 2),</i> and was still residing in the same village.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* A marriage certificate states the union of Louis and Della was on November 6, 1891.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* In 1911, a Canadian Census tells us Louis and Della had moved to Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada, and had added to their family several children: Archie (12), Louie (8), Helen (6), and Iona (4), all born in the USA. However, Eunice was no longer listed, and Leonard was 17, while Albert was 14 years of age.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* On April 24, 1916, a Canadian WW1 Over-seas Expeditionary Force Attestation Paper is signed by Louis indicating he was still with Della, confirms his birthdate and place, had an occupation of Carpenter and Cook, and was living in Lone Butte, B.C. <i>(a small community in the province's interior)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* In 1919, Ancestry confirms that Louis married Lillian Victoria Swansborough. What happened to Della is not known. Louis and Lilly went on to have six children together: Norman <i>(born 1920)</i>, Marguerite <i>(born 1921)</i>, Rose <i>(born 1923),</i> Valerie <i>(born 1927)</i>, Denzil <i>(born 1929)</i>, and William <i>(born 1932)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* When the Bottineau family moved to Prince George, B.C. is not clear; but a 1929, ad in the Prince George Citizen confirms that Louis owned his own cafe.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Prince George Digitization - Pr. George Citizen (1929, Jan.17)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">* Louis David Bottineau passed away on January 2, 1944, at home with his family after an illness kept him confined to bed for three years. Was Norman with his family during this time? We cannot confirm this. Remember, we had learned of his release from prison in 1947; but were unable to confirm the dates and length of his incarcerations for the two crimes of his convictions . Therefore, it's most likely he was not with his family at the time. The article below announced Louis' death, and that he had served in the Canadian Armed Forces until 1918. Perhaps his first wife, Della, passed away during this time or directly after his return.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have put together a map of Norman's movements using the information uncovered.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Here we end the turbulent life story of our convict. Why Norman became a young man who spent half of his life in and out of prison we may never understand. It ended just as wildly as it began, receiving the ultimate life sentence. Death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">To read our previous blogs about convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery, please use the below links. We warn you the stories are often harrowing and disturbing, but give us a good idea of who these men were and present us with a peek into Canadian history.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Til next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b><u>Sources</u>:</b> Prince George Digitization; Ancestry.ca; BC Archives; Riverview Hospital Blogs (namely: <a href="http://boys-industrial-school-coquitlam.blogspot.ca/#to40">http://boys-industrial-school-coquitlam.blogspot.ca/#to40</a> ); BritishColonist.ca; Newspapers.com; BCLaw.ca; Agassiz-Harrison Observer; Google Maps; City of Vancouver Archives; HeritageBurnaby.ca; VPL.ca; InflationCalculator.ca; vocabulary.com; Wikipedia; Tourismpg.com; HelloBC; lheidli.ca; PrinceGeorge.ca; corpun.com/Canada (The Canadian Prison Strap); nanaimo-info.com; RiverviewHospital.blogspot.ca.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b><u>Note</u>:</b> Photos by Kati are the property of Kati Ackermann Webb and Vancouver Spooks Paranormal Investigations (VSPI) and may not be used or copied without written permission.</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-52574571640938330462017-06-20T07:44:00.001-07:002019-03-15T17:54:03.819-07:00Robbery with Violence! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our fourteenth blog about the convicts interred at Boot Hill Cemetery <i>(1913-1967, New Westminster, used by the old B.C. Penitentiary-which was razed in 1980)</i> takes us back in history to the year 1912, on Vancouver Island, B.C. and a community of coal mining.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">[<i><b style="text-decoration-line: underline;">Note</b>: please see our links for previous blogs about the convicts at the end of the following account.</i>]</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #unknown - Phillip Hopkins</b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Photo by Kati (VSPI) - unknown gravemarker at Boot Hill Cemetery (April 2015)</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Cumberland Museum Archives - 1913, Mine No. 4 (C164-010)</span></i></td></tr>
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Phillip Hopkins first entered into the news with a bang! Although information about him is difficult to find, I believe we have a much better picture of who he was and what happened to him, than what we first imagined.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy BC Historical Newspapers: The Islander, Cumberland BC (Sept.14, 1912)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The details are a bit hazy, but from what we can put together it appears a violent act was committed at the end of August 1912 in Cumberland's Chinatown district. Robbery with Violence! Two men appear to be the centre of this news, Harry Turner and Phillip Hopkins, sending four Chinese men to hospital. A telegram was sent to Nanaimo where Constable Stephenson then set out to make the arrests.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Where is this place, Cumberland BC? And what mines are they talking about?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Cumberland, B.C. was a busy coal mining community <i>(1888-1966)</i>. Below is a great description of the settlement found through the BC City Directory of 1912.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The settlement was founded in 1888 by Robert Dunsmuir <i>(1825-1889)</i>, a coal mine developer. His family was involved deeply in the industry in Scotland, but by the age of 7, Robert lost his father <i>(James)</i>, mother <i>(Elizabeth)</i>, grandmother and two sisters to the cholera epidemic. Three years later his wealthy grandfather died, leaving one third of his estate to his grandchildren. Dunsmuir was schooled locally and then went to work in coal mines. He married in 1847, and by 1850, was signed on to his aunt's husband's <i>(Boyd Gilmore)</i> coal finding party with the Hudson's Bay Company. Dunsmuir travelled to Vancouver Island via Cape Horn in December 1850. They landed in Fort Vancouver <i>(now Vancouver, Washington) </i>in July 1851, and travelled on to Fort Rupert <i>(now Port Hardy, B.C. on Vancouver Island)</i>, arriving in August. By 1854 he found himself in Nanaimo, B.C. His uncle left the expedition due to a pay dispute and travelled back to Scotland. Dunsmuir stayed on. In 1869 he located a coal outcrop while fishing at Diver Lake, northwest of Nanaimo, near Wellington. He staked a claim and formed Dunsmuir, Diggle and Company. By 1883 it was profiting $500,000/year. Robert Dunsmuir became a cofounder of the Esquimalt and Nanaimo Railway, and in 1882, he was elected to the B.C. Legislature representing Nanaimo, and re-elected in 1886. He died 3 years later <i>(April 12, 1889)</i> while in office as one of the richest men in British Columbia and nicknamed "the Coal King". A castle, his family residence, in Victoria, B.C. named Craigdarroch is a popular tourist destination to this day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Cumberland was originally named Union, after the Union Coal Company </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(bought by Robert Dunsmuir), </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">but by 1898, was changed to its present name by Robert Dunsmuir's son, James. It attracted a host of miners and entrepreneurs from across the country, the USA, Europe, China and Japan. It remained active until 1966. The town boasted one of the largest Chinese settlements in B.C., a small Black community and three Japanese settlements.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">B.C.'s Black Community began in 1858 when James Douglas, the Governor of Vancouver Island, invited African-Americans from California due to growing discriminatory laws. James was the son of an African Creole mother from the Caribbean, and a European father. Unfortunately racism was rife in the new land, and although they worked hard and supported the British territory against Americans, by 1911 Canada acted and restricted immigration of black persons stating in a policy formalised "..which race is deemed unsuitable to the climate and requirements of Canada".</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Historical Newspapers: The Islander, Cumberland BC (Sept.21, 1912)</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Back to the Hopkins case: Further news is recorded the following weekend, indicating that Harry Turner was implicated in a robbery against Mow Bon Kee on the evening of August 26th. It appears the Judge gave him a choice of whether to rush the trial through or wait until the Assizes in fall.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Historical Newspapers: Cumberland News (Sept.25, 1912)</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The news of "Boots" Hopkins committed for trial in the fall assizes at Nanaimo was announced on September 25th, 1912. The article above indicates Hopkins confessed to aiding and abetting the assault and robbery of a Chinese person(s).</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Newspapers.com - Nanaimo Daily News (Oct.01, 1912) pg04</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Phillip "Boots" Hopkins was found guilty, convicted of "Robbery with Violence" and sent to the B.C. Penitentiary for five years "hard labor" in New Westminster, on the mainland, which carried an overflowing population of 331 prisoners in 1912. Harry "Slim" Turner received the same sentence.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy BC Archives - Nanaimo Courthouse (Access.No.193501-001, Ref Code e-01891_141)</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Daily World (Mar.07, 1913) pg 31</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">One final mention of Hopkins is found on March 7, 1913, in the Vancouver Daily World. A convict named Ofip Dzizic, serving a 5 year sentence for burglary committed in 1910, attempted escape while digging the grave for Phillip Hopkins. It's a coincidence that both men were convicted and found guilty in Nanaimo for offences committed in Cumberland, B.C. Dzizic was captured and brought back to prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We turn to Phillip Hopkins death certificate to learn more about the man and why he died.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy FamilySearch.org - Death Certificate (deceased March 06, 1913)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to the death certificate, Hopkins died on March 6, 1913, at 3:30 pm of Phthisis, which is</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> an archaic name for tuberculosis. A person
afflicted with tuberculosis in the early 1900s was destined to dwindle and waste
away.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Phillip Hopkins death is reported in both the 1913 "Minister of Justice Report" and the 1913 "Penitentiaries of Canada Report".</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - year ending Mar.31/1913</span></i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy UBC Open Collections - year ending Mar.31/1913 (Penitentiaries Report)</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Phillip was 42 years old at his death. He was originally from Keystone, West Virginia, USA, and had arrived in Canada 11 years prior. His occupation was listed as barber. Information about his family was marked as "unknown". The hunt for records at the Canadian Ancestry site discovered information which may match his family history. Of this, we cannot be certain.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1880 USA Census from Maryland located a family listing:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ancestry.ca - 1880 US Census, Baltimore, Maryland - family Hopkins</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Father - Charles A Hopkins, sailor, born approximately in 1821.<br />Mother - Lizza Hopkins, laundress, born approximately in 1820.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Siblings - Fannie <i>(1874)</i>, Bertha <i>(1979) </i>and Flora <i>(1877)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It indicates that Phillip T Hopkins is in school at age 8 <i>(1871-2)</i>.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The US Directories for 1880 confirms a Charles Hopkins, mariner, under the "colored persons" listing:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - 1880 US City Directories - Charles Hopkins</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ten years earlier, Charles and Lizza <i>(Eliza)</i> are listed together without children.</span><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNCkji053zJSdbOUNXA9iQn0-KpvMQgCXk6ylUvMZumhKC0gzGVMTxqhNyf6pw61ZPlY2bRGEeCs4Oyo8EXsfQB1EaxepRBplmXmIEjWLiY0NEgk38ALQPP37yCt10SNfoRboeuDR_wSJ/s1600/1870%252C+US+Census%252C+Baltimore%252C+Maryland+-+Chas+Hopkins+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="429" data-original-width="905" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNCkji053zJSdbOUNXA9iQn0-KpvMQgCXk6ylUvMZumhKC0gzGVMTxqhNyf6pw61ZPlY2bRGEeCs4Oyo8EXsfQB1EaxepRBplmXmIEjWLiY0NEgk38ALQPP37yCt10SNfoRboeuDR_wSJ/s400/1870%252C+US+Census%252C+Baltimore%252C+Maryland+-+Chas+Hopkins+1.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ancestry.ca - 1870 US Census, Baltimore, Maryland - Hopkins</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">No further listings were found.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Was this Phillip's family? It may be, although they are from Maryland and not West Virginia. We took a look at the map to see how far apart these cities are.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Google Maps - Baltimore, MD & Keystone. W.VA.</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We could not find Phillip listed in any Canadian Census. Therefore, we decided to look at the distance from Baltimore to Cumberland to see how far his journey would have been.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Google Maps - Baltimore, MD to Cumberland, B.C.</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Certainly it's over 4600 kilometers</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>(appr</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>oximately 2858 miles)</i> from east to west across our continent. That's quite the distance, no matter what mode of transportation; and we have to take into account, travelling in the early 1900s was not like it is today. Review the above map and notice the major cities north of US border on the east coast. Perhaps Phillip arrived through Toronto, Ontario; or he may have travelled southwest to San Francisco, California and eventually made his way up to Canada via ship, a popular mode of travel at the time. We cannot be certain.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">His death certificate stated he had been in Canada for 11 years, so we can assume he arrived in the country in 1902. Did he travel across Canada from east to west working at different cities along the way? Perhaps. Why to Cumberland? The coal mine industry in B.C. was news around the world, and the news of Black Communities established on the Island since the 1850's may have driven his desire to travel west. We did not locate any further Canadian or American listings of Mr. Hopkins.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We end this blog with little understanding of whom Phillip Hopkins was and why he committed the crime he was convicted of. We will continue our search and update you if anything further is discovered.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Let's keep this man, and all the convicts who are buried at Boot Hill, in our thoughts. We do not fully know the reasons for any of their actions, but we can learn from them, and ensure our future is brighter than it was for those of long ago.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We invite you to read our other blogs <i>(listed below)</i> about the "Boot Hill" convicts, and join us in conversation on our <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks/">Facebook page</a></b> or email us via our <b><a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/contact">Website</a></b>. We'd love to hear your thoughts.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have any information to assist us with our research, we'd be ever so grateful for your help!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Be aware of who is interred in the cemeteries you may visit and pay respect to them. No matter who they were in life, all people deserve kindness, even if they were convicted of horrendous crimes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources</b>: Cumberland Museum Archives; BC Archives; Ancestry.ca; FamilySearch.org; BC Historical Newspapers (UBC Open Collections); Wikipedia; Google Maps; Newspapers.com; BritishColonist.ca; Historica Canada; "Four Walls in the West" - by Jack David Scott; Canadian Encyclopedia; Vancouver History.</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-19151093836761547692017-05-29T19:28:00.001-07:002017-05-29T19:28:32.098-07:00VSPI Participates at Car Free Day Vancouver!<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Once again, <b>VSPI will participate at the 2017 Car Free Day Vancouver, West End Festival</b>. We'd love for you to drop on by, should you be in the neighbourhood. Or better yet, grab friends, family members, your pet, your bike, and come on by!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Date:</b> Saturday, June 17, 2017</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Time:</b> Noon - 7 pm</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The festival runs on Denman Street, has music groups, food vendors, games for everyone, and more!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Saturday, June 17, 2017.</b></span><br />
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<br />VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-83412367384616974972017-05-21T09:40:00.002-07:002019-03-15T17:54:29.689-07:00Shots Fired! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our thirteenth blog, about the convicts interred at New Westminster's Boot Hill Cemetery, investigates a lively chase of a man who attempted to pull off a number of robberies. Join us on this journey of discovery of an event which caused a stir in the city of Vancouver, B.C. in 1917.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #2312 - Albert Hill</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1917, Vancouver was undergoing changes: Vancouver's Chief Constable, Malcolm MacLennan, had been shot and killed in March by a heavily armed drug addict. Women were permitted to vote, excluding those of First Nation or Asian descent. The Pantages Theatre </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(one of the best vaudeville houses in North America)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> opened. The Vancouver Fire Department firefighters went on strike for better pay, and became motorized, being the first in Canada to do so. The city's first woman was appointed to be a Judge in Juvenile Court. News from the front of WWI was reported daily, and prohibition in Canada began on October 1st </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(it ended in 1920)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On August 27, 1917 news rang out in the Vancouver Daily World about a bold robbery and chase on Main Street.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The till robber, Albert Hill is caught, arrested, and several weeks later is brought before Magistrate Shaw in Vancouver's police court. After hearing testimony, the Judge reserved his sentence to review the case.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Two days later, Albert Hill reappears before the court and Magistrate Shaw. He pleads guilty.</span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Victoria's Daily Colonist reported that Albert would be sentenced later that day on September 20, 1917. With this news, we turned back to the Vancouver Daily World to find out the fate of the accused.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Putting the story of Albert's robbery attempt together, we look at the clues from each of the newspaper articles. Albert Hill had been rooming in the Cunningham Hotel at 1038 Main Street. Not far from the Hotel was Mark Dumond's Hardware Store at 1048 Main Street. We learn that Albert wandered into the store, either the owner was at the back of the shop, or he was at the front and told to be quiet <i>(this is debatable)</i>; he then stole money from the cash register, ran out, and hopped onto a horse drawn milk wagon which happened to be driving by. He held a gun to the driver's head ordering him to speed up the horse, and they rode south along Main Street to the bridge, where Albert hopped out and raced across the False Creek Flats with hope he'd get away. A small posse began the chase after the owner of the Hardware Store raised the alarm. Detective Scott joined in; but with the threat of being caught, Albert shot a gun several times to scare the posse. Never-the-less, Mr. Hill was caught and taken into custody.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Albert Hill was charged with four counts of theft </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(stolen articles between Aug.17th to Aug.25th)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> and a charge of shooting with intent to do bodily harm. The items stolen over his 9 day spree: small amount of cash from the hardware store's till, $15, two certificates, a watch, a chain, a suit of clothes, and a razor. His revolver was empty of bullets, but he had shells in his pocket. His sentence would run concurrent of 3 years for each theft charge plus 6 months for the intent to do bodily harm. Thus Mr. Hill was remanded to the B.C. Penitentiary to serve out his sentence.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1917, the value of $15 is $235 in today's Canadian currency. A man's suit averaged at the cost of $15-$35. A man's watch sold for $2.98 to $9.75, chains averaging at $1.00, while razors and razor sets sold for $1.00 to $7.50. We'd have to know more about the certificates in order to ascertain their value.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Who was Albert Hill? The news article described him as a bold, bad man with black hair and undersized in stature. What had happened for him to resort to theft and shooting? The description of "undersized" lends us a clue that perhaps he was desperate. We turn to his death certificate to find out more information about this young man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our search began in the Province of Ontario. Albert Hill was born on April 06, 1882, in Port Perry, Ontario. The township was first settled in 1821 and today remains reasonably small with a population of less than 10,000 people. His father, Solomon Hill, was a farm labourer born in Ontario</span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">,</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> and married to Elizabeth Dodds from Ireland.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Ancestry.ca - Birth Records, April 06, 1882</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Hill family settled in Darlington, a township in Durham West county near Lake Ontario. In the late 1790's, pioneers sailed north across Lake Ontario induced by a proclamation issued by Canada's then Lieutenant Governor, that all males aged 18+ years, who settled, would be entitled to 200 acres of land. They built log shanties on the banks of the lake surrounded by wilderness, plenty of deer, and First Nations bands of the area.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1901 Census of Canada indicates that Solomon and Elizabeth Hill had 8 children: Austin A, born in 1878; Wallace W, born in 1880; Albert, born in 1882; Mary L, born in 1883; Norman, born in 1889; Earnest, born in 1893; Ethel M, born in 1894; and Viola, born in 1897.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Solomon worked on a farm earning $400 a year, while his sons Austin and Albert joined in the work earning $230 a year. Wallace found work as a teamster, earning $300 a year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the 1891 Canada Census we found 2 other children listed, but by 1901 they disappeared off the records. Alfred, born in 1879; and Laura, born 1884.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next reference to Albert Hill found is the death of a one month old baby named Austin Albert Hill recorded in Ontario records of 1910. Listed as father is Albert Hill of Port Perry, Ontario and Mary Williams of England. The cause was due to a non-closure of a small opening between two upper chambers of the heart, which normally closes after birth. With this information we look for a marriage announcement.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ontario Genealogy - Death record of Austin Albert Hill (1910)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We then learn that Albert married Mary Williams on March 04th, 1913, two and one half years after baby Austin passed away. We assume the baby was that of our Albert and Mary, although we cannot be certain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Albert moved to Fort William in Thunder Bay county, Ontario, northwest of his home town. On both his marriage and death certificates, Albert's occupation is listed as Iron Moulder.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Through a search in Ancestry we learn that Mary later married Leonard Ernest Wallis, on March 16, 1920; therefore we assume she was made aware of Albert's death. Mary lived with her new husband in Wayne, Michigan and remained there until her death in 1968. No children were named.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What happened between 1913 and 1917, to bring Albert Hill to Vancouver without his wife?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Fort William is situated in Northern Ontario, which in 1970 amalgamated with Port Arthur, Neebing and McIntyre forming the city of Thunder Bay, and became the largest city in Northwestern Ontario. The Fort was an important fur trading post on the Kaministiquia River on land acquired from the Objibwe, which has the 2nd largest First Nations population in Canada. It was named after William McGillivary, chief director of the North West Company </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(1804-1821)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, in 1807. In 1821 when the Company united with the Hudson's Bay Company, it shifted into a minor fur trading post giving attention to another settlement, York Factory. Development of the Canadian Pacific Railway railroad tracks in 1880 enveloped the area, and later consolidated all its operations at Fort William. The Grand Trunk Pacific and Canadian Northern railroads soon put up repair shops in the area. Fort William became a city in 1907. Industry for the city included flour mills, machine shops, stove works, ship building, brickyards and grain elevators by the 1920s.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the early 1900's employment as an Iron Moulder <i>(a skilled handicrafts man)</i> meant getting up at 5:30am, arriving at the workshops/foundries by 7am, and working through the day until 7:30pm. The work was hard, hot and filthy; and artisans would come home depressed and worn out. By 1914, the metal trade was challenged with steam-powered machinery, and many managers streamlined their operations with an obsession of efficiency. Although Moulders were unionized and held several strikes in the early years, by 1913-1914 the job was threatened with unemployment. These skilled men could not be reduced to machine-tenders. A Moulder lived in the working-class neighbourhoods and received a pay of approximately $22/weekly; but with the industrial revolution, employment for the skilled men was lacking.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Perhaps Albert Hill became one of the many unemployed artisans and travelled west in hopes for work, leaving his wife behind in Ontario. However, t</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">he lack of work for skilled Iron Moulders was also felt in Vancouver, B.C.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy VPL - 1917 Vancouver's Main Street view south from Hastings St, Access.No.88549</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">After serving only 5 months of his sentence in the B.C. Penitentiary, Albert Hill, aged 31 years young, succumbed to uremia poisoning and died at 12:30am on February 17, 1918.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The syndrome is a serious complication of chronic kidney disease, causing nausea, vomiting, fatigue, anorexia, weight loss and muscle cramps. It occurs when the urea and other waste products build up in the body because the kidneys are unable to eliminate them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Albert Hill was laid to rest the following day, on February 18th at 2pm in the Boot Hill Cemetery by the B.C. Penitentiary officials.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy New Westminster Archives - 1978 Boot Hill Cemetery, Item No. IHP10001-2083</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We thank you for joining us on this journey and hope that you have learned something valuable about our past.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With changes being made at the "haunted" cemetery, we wonder what the City has planned for the acreage that overlooks the Fraser River surrounded by new high rises, townhouses, with a ravine to its east. The latest news is the convict stone markers have been removed, the land was levelled and seeded, and a little sign has been placed on the chain link fence announcing it as the "B.C. Penitentiary Cemetery" heritage site. We will keep you updated with further developments.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b><u>Sources:</u></b> Ancestry.ca; Wikipedia; Newspapers.com; BritishColonist.ca; UBC Open Collections; Vancouver Public Library; GenealogySearch.org/Canada/Ontario; The Chuck Davis History of Metropolitan Vancouver - Chuck Davis; Vancouver Archives; FamilySearch.org; Library & Archives Canada; City of Thunder Bay; lltjournal-Toronto Metal Workers; Four Walls in the West - Jack David Scott; Vancouver - Eric Nicol; New Westminster Archives; BC Directories; BC Archives</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-6108597037388108292017-05-04T08:25:00.000-07:002019-03-15T17:54:49.635-07:00Corpse Hidden in Cellar! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This twelve instalment of the true crime stories of Convicts buried in the Boot Hill Cemetery, New Westminster, B.C., is unique. Not only were there no witnesses to the crime, but the suspect hid the body in his cellar! Want to know more? Join me on this journey of discovery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #3130 - Harry Davis</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We first learned about Harry Davis in the newspapers by accident. The news reported our convict's fate under the name of "Henry Davis". However, further research confirmed that this was our man.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Winnipeg Tribune (Mar09, 1926) pg 8</i></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to the newspaper articles, Harry lived on the Yukon River in Yukon Territory, Canada. His log cabin was situated south of Fort Selkirk, which in the 1920's was not a large town, and today is registered as a Historical Settlement. The Fort was named by Robert Campbell of the Hudson's Bay Company in 1852 when a trading post was established. It is the place where the Northern Tutchone First Nations people first encountered Europeans and Colonists in the central area of the Yukon. The Fort was built on the Yukon River at the confluence of the Pelly River, and became an important supply route until the mid-1950's when the Klondike Highway bypassed it, and traffic on the river decreased. There is no road access; however visitors can arrive by boat or small airplane.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The newspaper articles indicate that a Charles Smith had been missing since February 12, 1926. In search of more information I found documents to assist in a better understanding.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Constable Arthur Blythe Thornthwaite was stationed in Carmacks when he received word from a wood camp owner at Seventeen Mile on February 26, 1926, stating Charles Smith had gone missing. His cabin was 27 miles below Fort Selkirk. The Constable hired Joe Menzies, a tracker, to assist in the investigation. They arrived at Harry Davis' cabin, 21 miles below Fort Selkirk, on March 3rd. Harry explained Charles last visited him on February 12th, and had given him some caribou meat before leaving. The two were known to one another, often visiting each others' cabins or walking into Selkirk together.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">With this news, the Constable and Menzies continued down river to Charles' cabin on one of the many small islands. Charles had trap lines on the shoreline, so the men followed them over the next 3 days, covering approximately 50 square miles. They found one clue. Charles had a calendar hanging on the wall in his cabin with all the dates crossed off, up to and including February 12th, 1926. Thornthwaite knew Smith to cross the dates off each morning, so his belief was that the wood chopper had been there the morning of the 12th. With this information in mind, the Constable knew he must have gone missing directly after, and since Harry Davis had seen him on that same day, there was more to tell to his story. The men decided to go back to visit with Harry Davis and ask more questions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On March 7th, 1926, Constable Thornthwaite and Mr. Menzies arrived back at Harry's log cabin with their dog teams. While Menzies took a poke around the forest and the outside of the cabin for tracks and signs of disturbance, the Constable went inside to talk with Davis. Thornthwaite decided to take it easy, but soon had their discussion back directed back on Davis' last sighting of Smith. Harry described the wood chopper had been wearing a dark flannel shirt, a leather belt with Colt Automatic attached, and wore a dark blue toque, Indian moccasins, with an US Army issued khaki rucksack. Thornthwaite then noticed Davis' calendar had all dates crossed off but February 12th. Something must have occurred on that date to upset Harry's routine. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Thornthwaite stated his visit was a reason to file Davis' claim for welfare rations, and asked if he could search the cabin to ensure his claim was truthful. Harry provided permission and explained he'd not had meat all winter because he couldn't afford the cost of ammunition. This was different from what Davis explained during their prior visit. Davis remained in the centre of the cabin during the search; then Thornthwaite asked him to step back. He found what could have been a blood stain on the wooden floor, and questioned Harry further. Then he uncovered a crack in the dirt and sand on the floor. It was the trapdoor to the cellar. Davis became nervous, stated he'd not been in the cellar for months, but the Constable pried open the door. Harry Davis attempted to grab his rifle, but Menzies, who had come into the cabin with nothing to report, pointed his gun at Harry's chest. With this Harry admitted to killing Charles Smith. Thornthwaite spotted a pair of legs below and climbed down into the cellar to discover Charles' body. His head had been bashed in, with a bullet wound to the chest. His revolver was missing but there was over $400 dollars in his pocket.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harry Davis was formally arrested that day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Apparently Charles asked Harry to put a mustard plaster on his back, but when he complained it was too hot, a fight ensued. Smith hit Davis twice, but Davis fought back and hit Smith over the head with a block of wood and then his rifle. When Charles Smith fell to the floor, Harry Davis shot him. He then lowered Charles' body into the cellar and washed the blood off the floor. Harry Davis stated that he could feel Charles Smith's eyes watching him from the cellar.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Harry Davis was taken to Fort Selkirk where he was kept at the back of the General Store to be monitored. The following day Joe Menzies and another man returned to the cabin to retrieve Charles Smith's body. A week later Constable Thornthwaite and Constable J. R. Purdue <i>(from Whitehorse)</i> delivered Harry Davis and Charles' corpse to the Dawson City jail via Royal Mail Stage Coach.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On June 21, 1926, Harry Davis was convicted of manslaughter. He was sentenced to "Life Imprisonment with Hard Labour". For unknown reasons, he was transferred to the B.C. Penitentiary in New Westminster, B.C. on August 4, 1926 where he would serve his term until his death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The story is not finished. On March 5th, 1927, Harry Davis died of "Acute Congestion of Lungs, Exposure <i>(self-inflicted)</i>".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On March 7th, 1927, a Coroner's Inquest was held. Warden Herbert Walters Cooper testified that Harry Davis was feigning insanity so he would be transferred to a Provincial Mental Hospital. On the evening of March 4th, Dr. Green and Warden Cooper agreed to have Davis transferred into an isolation cell <i>(perhaps as punishment - this is not confirmed)</i>, both visiting with him over a 12 hour period. They noticed Davis had removed all his clothing; however, neither was concerned indicating the temperature of the cell was "unusually warm". The Warden's testimony stated the inmate was possibly suicidal; although the Doctor's testimony did not concur with this. Not quite 12 hours later, the Coroner received word from the Night Keeper indicating there was something wrong. When Dr. Green arrived at the penitentiary, Davis was laying under a heap of blankets, his body freezing, his breath shallow and his pulse unusually slow. Davis was removed from the cell, brought to the kitchen and laid next to the stove surrounded by hot water bottles. In spite of this, Harry Davis died a few hours later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Coroner's Jury ruled that Harry Davis died at 5 a.m. on March 5, 1927, in the Penitentiary Hospital as a result of acute congestion of the lungs brought on by him exposing himself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At a post-mortem examination it was found that Harry Davis had been suffering from a small brain tumor which may have influenced his mental condition.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the age of 49 years 8 months and 25 days old, Harry Davis was laid to rest in Boot Hill Cemetery on March 9, 1927, in the Protestant section.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">To understand a bit more about Harry Davis and why he ended up in the Yukon Territory, we turn to his death certificate and the information it provides:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Birth: June 10, 1877</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Birthplace: Ontario<br />Status: Widowed</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Occupation: Cook, Cooking</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Racial Origin: English</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">No names are listed for Father and Mother.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A listing was found of a Harry Davis living in "Moosehide", and "Carcross" in the Yukon Archives Genealogy Database, but no date was given.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Moosehide is a Heritage Settlement of the Tro'ndek Hwech'in First Nation situated approximately 5 kms <i>(3.1 mil)</i> downriver from Dawson. Cabins were built around 1897, along with a church and house for the resident Anglican missionaries. The village was also used to house different First Nation bands of the Territory when they arrived at Dawson for trading purposes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Carcross is 74 kms <i>(46 mi)</i> south-southeast from Whitehorse. It is home to the Carcross/Tagish First Nation, and was once known as Caribou Crossing <i>(renamed in 1904)</i>. It became a popular stop for prospectors during the Klondike Gold Rush.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Could Harry have spent some time in both places? Perhaps. There were many camps in both areas in the late 1800's to early 1900's where he may have been employed as a cook.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Records from B.C. Penitentiary indicate he was born in Peterborough, Ontario, and was a widower with two children. Harry was not located on any Canada Census that would match what we know about him; and without further information to assist us <i>(i.e.: father's name)</i>, records are difficult to find or are just not available.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Although a death certificate was not located for Charles Smith, the 1921 Canada Census confirmed a wood chopper named Charles Smith, born in U.S.A., age 38, had resided in the Yukon Territory.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Ancestry.ca - 1921 Canada Census, Fort Selkirk & River Points </i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Charles H Smith was buried in Hillside Old Public Cemetery in Dawson, Yukon.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The 1921 Canada Census also confirms a Joseph H Menzies, 40 years old, single, miner, Canadian of English origin, had lived in Fort Selkirk, Yukon. No further information was found.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Arthur Blythe Thornthwaite led a remarkable life, joining the North West Mounted Police in Vancouver, B.C. in 1919. He was born in Surrey, England to William Henry Emilien Thornthwaite and Ada Lucy White on August 03, 1901. Arthur emigrated to Clayburn, B.C. in 1911. After joining the police force and training, Arthur was sent to Prince Rupert, Hazelton, Prince George and Telkwa in B.C. before a transfer to Carmacks, Yukon in 1924. He was then promoted to Corporal and stationed at Rampart House. In 1928 he was relocated to Old Crow, Yukon.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Courtesy Yukon Archives-photo: Thornthwaite, Arrival in Yukon, WP&YR Rail, Assess No.Assess No. 289.YA.83-22.2</span></i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1933 Arthur left the Yukon for Vancouver, then Vanderhoof, Cranbrook and Victoria, B.C. Thornthwaite served for 28 years in Yukon and B.C., eventually retiring in Victoria, B.C. as Staff Sergeant in 1948. He had worked with local First Nations closely, and had a love for his dogs, his favourite being Allie.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Arthur Blythe Thornthwaite had married three times. First to Adda Sarah Helen Bellows in 1927, who passed away in 1957. He remarried in 1958 to Arlene Elizabeth Kirkpatrick, who passed away in 1981. His third wife was Violet Rita New. Arthur passed away on July 13, 1996, in Victoria, B.C.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This concludes our blog about another convict buried at the old cemetery, which sits silently in an abandoned acre of land in New Westminster, B.C. It overlooks the Fraser River to the south, a ravine to the east, and a new apartment complex to the west. The latest news is that the City has removed the inmate grave stones from the site. We are not clear on the plans for this plot of land, but hold our breath. Believed to be "haunted" with dark spirits, we can only imagine the convicts of this cemetery may be experiencing unrest at this newest development. We will keep you posted.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b><u>Sources</u></b>: BC Archives; Yukon Archives; McBride Museum; Google Maps; "Nine Dog Winter: The Body Below" - Bruce T Batchelor; 21stBattalion.ca; Virtual Museum of Canada; Library and Archives Canada; B.C. Penitentiary Collection - blog; "Four Walls in the West" - Jack David Scott; Newspapers.com; Ancestry.ca; FamilySearch.org; YukonHistoricPlaces.ca; Quesnel Museum; Vancouver Public Library; Wikipedia; the Canadian Encyclopedia; Explore North; UBC Library Open Collections; Find A Grave; Trondek Heritage; Ontario Genealogy.</i></span></div>
VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-29065579612711556862017-04-14T13:36:00.000-07:002019-03-15T17:55:13.424-07:00Clubbed to Death! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This next instalment <i>(our eleventh!)</i> of our investigation into the convicts of Boot Hill Cemetery situated above the Glenbrooke Ravine trail in New Westminster, in an unmarked, overgrown acre surrounded by tall trees in which crows sit, carries harrowing details. The cemetery was used for convicts of the old B.C. Penitentiary <i>(closed in 1980)</i>, known for it's riots and murders.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This true story is of a heinous and gruesome crime, one witnessed by a child.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #5603 - Stephen Poole</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The news of murder was announced in the Prince George Citizen on March 04, 1943.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It is interesting the murder took place several months previously. </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In January 1943, while stationed in Prince George, Sergeant George H. Clark received a wire about a murder in Fort Ware. In order to send the wire, a First Nations man snowshoed 80 miles to Finlay Forks </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(destroyed in 1967 due to a lake flood)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> where a Hudson's Bay Company </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Fur and Trading post)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> man radioed the message to their Hazelton post. From there a HBC employee telephoned Prince George, B.C. Provincial Police dispatch to relay the message.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Fort Ware <i>(situated on the Finlay River)</i> is approximately 361 miles <i>(581 kilometres)</i> north of Prince George, BC. It was</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> only accessible by bush plane and snow shoe at that time.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> The area was covered in snow and ice. It wasn't until 3 weeks later that the Sergeant and his crew were able to fly out in a Fairchild airplane towards the frozen wilderness. The little town consisted of a Hudson's Bay store, a warehouse and fur cache, a cabin for trappers who travelled through the area, and the cabin of the store manager and his family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sergeant George H. Clark, along with Game Warden A. Jank, and Special Constable "Skook" Davidson flew in a small airplane piloted by Pat Carey to Fort St. James where they waited for 3 days due to weather concerns. Once the stormy weather cleared, they flew to Finlay River and landed on the frozen river to fuel up with the drums of gasoline anchored in deep snow. Then the pilot skimmed his plane up the river to Fort Ware, arriving on February 4th at 11 am, and greeted by Jack Copeland <i>(the store manager)</i> who warned them more bad weather was on its way. With this news in mind, Sergeant Clark hurriedly interviewed a number of people to gather facts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Information gathered indicated Stephen Poole, in a drunken rage, clubbed his wife to death with the butt of his rifle near the frozen river in early January 1943. He left her body laying in the snow and staggered home to sleep. The following morning, he took his wife's body home and led people to believe she had fallen asleep on the ice and froze to death. Those who saw her body thought otherwise and decided to contact the police. It was also said that Poole's son Tommy, 10 years old, had witnessed the crime.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sergeant Clark made a decision to leave Special Constable "Skook" Davidson in Fort Ware to arrest Stephen Poole, who was away in the wilderness on his trap line. He then gathered the evidence, a blood-stained rifle, and advised Davidson he'd be back to collect the witnesses and apprehend Poole <i>(when he came back with his fur)</i>. The Sergeant flew out of Fort Ware just prior to the next storm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once back in Prince George, after a 10 day trip due to weather problems, the Sergeant called together a party to conduct an inquest. Magistrate Bill Harris doubled up duties and took on the extra role of coroner. A medical officer, Captain J. C. Dawson, came from a nearby army camp. The party also included an "Indian Agent", Bob Howe, and Constable J. M. Russell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">March 2, 1943, "Skook" Davidson radioed that he had detained Stephen Poole. The Sergeant's party flew out to Fort Ware, this time without any trouble. Upon arrival they exhumed Margaret Poole's frozen body. She was examined by Captain (Dr.) Dawson, while Stephen Poole sat on a fence a nearby, said to be observing everything calmly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">An inquest was held in one of the log cabins, with a small jury sworn in. After the evidence was heard, everyone but the jury stepped outside. Shortly after, the jury was ready with their decision. Poole was arrested. A preliminary hearing was held that evening, followed by Magistrate Harris' decision to bring Poole to trial.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">That evening Poole mentioned to Constable Russell, <i>"What about Margaret? Suppose she stop there all night ... mebbe wolves eat her!" </i>The victim's body had been sitting in an open pine coffin on a hilltop clearing known as a cemetery. Harris, Dawson, Clark and Davidson went to the cemetery, put the lid on the coffin, and lowered it into a grave in the frozen earth. It wasn't until just after midnight that the task was completed. The men stood in silence, and Constable Davidson remarked to give her a soldier's farewell. He drew his gun, fired 6 shots into the air, and Sergeant Clark passed a mickey of rum around the group.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The flight back to Prince George, although difficult and with stops at McLeod Lake and Fort St. James, carried the Magistrate, the Doctor, 3 policemen, the Indian Agent, Stephen Poole and his two children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On May 20, 1943 further news came about the Assizes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The case was held over until the witnesses could be flown in; trappers who had returned to their trap lines because the plane had been delayed due to weather issues. It wasn't until October 1943 that the trial was able to commence.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">News of the trial came on October 07, 1943, via the Prince George Citizen. The headlines explain it clearly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Prince George Citizen goes on to explain the Jury delivered its verdict in 90 minutes. Although Poole's counsel asked for lenience, Justice Bird stated there was only one sentence in accordance with the facts, and thus Stephen Poole was sentenced to life imprisonment. The trial took 2 days to complete, commencing on Friday 11 am and ending Saturday 2 pm. Find below the remainder of the article describing the details, witness testimony and reason for the sentencing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The account of the child witness, explaining how his father had clubbed his mother over the head, then took off her dress and hid it in the ice, is disturbing. Tommy also explained that his father had clubbed him on the forehead and nose afterwards, told him his mother was dead and not to tell his grandmother. The child later went out and covered his mother with his sweater. For a child to witness such an aggressive act, and then to have to talk about it with a court full of strange people, could not have been easy. I can only imagine the emotions he felt, knowing he had lost his mother and would soon lose his father. It was suggested that Poole was angry <i>(or even jealous)</i> with his wife for drinking and dancing all day, and forgetting to come home as he had expected. No matter why it happened, it could not have been an easy statement to make for any child.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's interesting to note there were several interpreters called upon to learn the facts fully. The history of indigenous people in the Fort Ware area is rich in culture and tradition. The Kwadacha First Nation <i>(part of the Kaska Dena First Nation)</i> speak a variety of Athabaskan languages. In British Columbia alone there are over 14 different languages, Beaver <i>(or Dane-zaa, meaning "True People")</i> being one of them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today, the Fort Ware area <i>(located in the Rocky Mountain Trench)</i>, is only accessible by logging road leading north out of Prince George, and airplane. The Lejac Residential School was situated on Fraser Lake, west of Prince George, B.C. It was operated by the Catholic Church from 1922 to 1976. Charges of physical and sexual abuse did not escape this school. It was razed after the land was transferred to the Nadleh Whut'en First Nation, who's territory included the area.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The mention of the school and Rev. Father A. R. Simpson leads us to believe that it's possible the children of Stephen Poole may have been students.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">What happened to Margaret Poole's children, Tommy and William, after the trial is unknown.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Another article is located in the Prince George Citizen on October 07, 1943 about one of the witnesses, Joe McCook, a trapper and guide.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Research of Joe McCook presented a Death Certificate which indicated he passed away on September 24, 1979 due to an accident. Joe had been sleeping in "the bush" when his sleeping bag and clothing caught fire from the sparks of the camp fire. He died 5 days later due to severe thermal burns to 42% of his body, and Pulmonary Edema <i>(fluid in the lungs, causing difficulty in breathing and lack of oxygen in the blood)</i>. He was laid to rest in the Fort Ware Cemetery on October 02, 1979. Joe was 69 years old <i>(born June 25, 1910 at Lower Post, B.C. - near the B.C./Yukon border on the Liard River)</i>, single, a construction worker, and resident of Fort Ware.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Further documentation of the murder is provided in the below account found for the year ending in March 31, 1944 of the Provincial Police reports.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Special Constable John Ogalvie Davidson, known as "Skook" or "Skookum"<i> (a Chinook word meaning strong, monstrous, and brave)</i>, was born in Scotland on July 29, 1891, and immigrated to Canada when he was 13 years young. "Skook" was a legend in the Canadian West, given the rank of "Special Constable" in the B.C. Provincial Police in 1940 <i>(acting as Coroner from time to time)</i> due to his knowledge of the north; he was a horse packer, rancher and guide, unmarried, and lived alone on his remote Diamond J. Ranch in the Kechika Valley at the foot of Terminus Mountain <i>(accessible only by pack trail or float plane)</i>. He owned a herd of horses, whom he cared deeply for, allowing them to be pensioned off rather than shot when they entered old age. Skook would not tolerate the mistreatment of animals, and always put his horses first. Stories would circulate around the north that not only bones of aging horses were scattered near the Kechika River, but also those of horse rustlers. He often packed supplies in from Fort Ware <i>(120 miles to the south)</i>, and Lower Post <i>(near the Yukon border).</i> Skook's Landing at Liard River was named after Davidson, as it was the place he'd have his supplies dropped for pick up. Mount Skook Davidson, just west of his ranch, was also named after him. Davidson served in France during WW1 as scout, was wounded, made Sergeant 17 times <i>(even though he managed to get demoted)</i>, and made Corporal by the end of the war. He received the Distinguished Conduct Medal and Bar, the Military Medal and the French Croix de Guerre for his bravery. Skook was known to have helped discover the route for the Alaska Highway. Time, however, took a toll on this amazing man, and after a bad fire on his ranch <i>(1972)</i> and the loss of his dear friend Mabel Frank, with arthritis taking hold, Skook eventually was taken to a rest home in North Vancouver where he died on August 29, 1977, due to cardio arrest at the age of 86.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please enjoy some photos <i>(BC Archives Assession No. 198002-17)</i> we found, as well as a map of the area courtesy of Google Maps.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Stephen Poole was transferred to the B.C. Penitentiary to serve his life sentence. Two + one half years later he died, on June 28, 1946. His Death Certificate indicates he was born in 1909, was 37 years old, of the Fort Grahame Band </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(south of Finlay River. Some members of this band formed the Fort Ware Band, which later became known as Kwadacha Nation.)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> The manner of his death was due to Broncogenic Carcinoma of the Lungs </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(a lung cancer) </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">and Diffuse Tuberculosis Pneumonia </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(lung infection) </i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">. Stephen had been attended by a physician for 6 months.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">He was buried on July 02, 1946 in the Boot Hill Cemetery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The B.C. Archives contain several photographs of Fort Ware, B.C. which helps us to understand the remoteness of the area.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We thank you for joining us on this journey of discovery into who the convicts buried at the Boot Hill Cemetery are. If you have any information to share with us, or are interested in more details, please join our conversation at our <a href="https://www.facebook.com/VancouverSpooks/"><b>Facebook</b></a> page, comment here, or contact us via our <a href="http://www.vancouverspooks.com/contact"><b>Website</b></a>. We'd love to hear from you, exchange ideas and thoughts, and/or just chat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Sources</u>: BC Archives; Ancestry.ca; FamilySearch.org; Prince George Newspapers; Open Library UBC, British Columbia Legislative Assembly; BC Provincial Police Stories, Vol.3 - by Deputy Commissioner Cecil Clark; Google Maps; Kwadacha Nation; Wikipedia; Reports of Commissioner of Provincial Police 1943; Native-Languages.org; Nadleh.ca (Our People).</i></span><br />
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VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-7514252108887167862017-03-12T18:59:00.000-07:002019-03-15T17:55:40.428-07:00Capital Murder at Age 18! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Hello Friends,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We bring you the tenth story of our series about the convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery, the small plot of land used for prisoners <i>(maintained by inmates & 1913-1968)</i> from the BC Penitentiary <i>(aka "The Pen, closed in the 1980's),</i> overlooking the Fraser River.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As the cemetery is unmarked to this day, I wonder how many people walk by believing it's just an unused piece of land. I have witnessed walkers with their dogs pooping on the grass, but they never stay long. Crows sit in the trees surrounding the land, squawking loudly as people try to enter the sacred space.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #2938 - Reginald John Colpitts:</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On March 25, 1963 news was splashed on page 3 of the French Language Newspaper in Moncton, New Brunswick with news of a jail break:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article is in French. Here is my attempt to translate it to English. Note, it's not perfect:</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"Three evaders from
the prison of the County<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Detachments of the Canadian police in the southeastern
region of the province were searching yesterday for three evaders from the Gaol
of Westmorland.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>The prisoners, Robert Laurie Sillikers, and Roderick Joseph
Johnson, of Port Elgin, and Reginald Colpitts, of Moncton, took the key to the
fields around 8 hours after sawing the bars of their cell.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Sillikers, aged 20 years 5'10" weighs 175 lbs, has dark brown hair and a broken nose; Johnson is also 20 years old,
measures 5'6", 130 lbs and thick red dyed hair; Colpitts,
age 16 weighs 130 lbs and measures 5'8" and has black
hair.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>It is also reported that an auto, Studybaker owned by Mr.
Robert Hickman of Dorchester, was stolen in the evening."<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It appears Reginald was a troubled young man who landed himself in jail <i>(Gaol)</i> in New Brunswick for armed robbery, and at a young age of 16 years old he escaped with two others. The above article gives us a fairly good description and provides a hint of who he was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the early 1960's, New Brunswick had just closed "The Boys Industrial Home" which was criticized for emphasizing incarceration more than rehabilitation although it </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">boasted a rate of 85% being successful in transitioning youth back into the community.</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> In it's place the Province opened the "New Brunswick Training School" at Kingsclear in 1962 for children 9-16 years of age labelled as juvenile delinquents and those seized by child welfare authorities prior to being placed into foster care. This school closed in the late 1990's and was replaced by the "New Brunswick Youth Centre" in Mirimachi. In 1962 it is reported that 137 boys aged 15 years were labelled juvenile delinquents in New Brunswick. A total of 412 <i>(aged 7-15 years) </i>were documented to have been arrested in the Province during that year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I could not find any documentation that Reginald Colpitts was placed in the NBTS, perhaps it was due to his age and the seriousness of his crime.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Breaking out of jail/prison was, and still is, a serious offence. The Westmorland Institution was opened in 1962 as a minimum security prison in Dorchester, New Brunswick, and is connected with the Dorchester Penitentiary which is medium security. They are located on the same piece of property.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next news article we found was one and half years later in 1964.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The news is shocking; 18 year old Reginald Colpitts is accused of stabbing a prison guard in the Dorchester Penitentiary and thus charged with "Capital Murder". It advises us the crime happened during a recreation period, while the guard was supervising a group of inmates.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Dorchester Penitentiary opened in 1880 in the village of Dorchester, New Brunswick to replace penal institutions in Saint John, Halifax and Prince Edward Island. It was built of stone, had 120 cells (4 x 6 x 9 feet) and was surrounded by a wooden fence on a 12 acre plot of land. Today, it is much larger and the wooden fence is long gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Edwin James Masterton became a prison guard only five years earlier in 1959. He had been a bricklayer, born fifth out of seven children to a farmer and his wife. Edwin was married with two children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On September 23, 1964 Edwin was stabbed multiple times and was rushed to the Penitentiary Hospital, where he later died of internal hemorrhaging. The Mastertons' family website describes that Edwin had been stabbed by an edged weapon out of revenge for being sentenced for armed robbery and car theft. The attack took place in the prison's exercise yard while he was overseeing several inmates. This event shocked Warden Smith who explained it was the first time an officer had been killed in the line of duty at the prison.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">According to the Canadian House of Commons debate on the Criminal Code - Proposed Amendment Regarding Capital Punishment on March 28, 1966, David Lewis <i>(New Democratic Party)</i> stated in his argument <i>"Edwin James Masterton the fourth case, was stabbed to death at Dorchester penitentiary, New Brunswick, on September 23, 1964, by an inmate 18 years of age who was serving concurrent sentences of 10 and 12 years respectively for robbery with violence."</i> - This helps us to understand how serious Reginald Colpitts' original sentence was. For such a young man to be facing that many years in prison in the early 1960's may have been too much to take.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article confirms the conviction of Capital Murder in November 1964, and the sentence of hanging. In search of the court case, I found the next step Reginald Colpitt's lawyer took. He filed an appeal of the decision made.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On March 05, 1965 an appeal was filed and reviewed in the Criminal Court of Appeal in New Brunswick, Canada. It presented an overlook of the crime Colpitts is accused of. Below find</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> exerts from the Appeal read out by the Chief Justice of New Brunswick, George F. G. Bridges (1964-1972):</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"The crime was committed on September 23, 1964 in an exercise yard of Dorchester Penitentiary where the defendant was serving a long term of imprisonment. The victim was one Edwin James Masterton, guard at such penitentiary, who was at the time acting in the course of his duties.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Aside from certain statements of the defendant and a tape recording made by him, with which I shall deal later, the chief evidence for the Crown was that of two fellow prisoners, Michael P. Flynn and George E. Westerberg. The testimony of Flynn is to the effect that he went into the exercise yard on September 23, 1964 at about 7:30 p.m. and was sitting on a bench listening to the radio when the defendant and Westerberg walked by him. From his position on the bench, Flynn noticed the victim Masterton standing some 50 to 60 feet from him not far from the west wall of the yard with his back towards it.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>There were floodlights in the year and a small light near where Masterton was standing. At about the time Flynn saw Masterton, he noticed the defendant standing in front of him and Westerberg not too far behind him. Shortly after this Flynn stated that there was a 'kind of commotion' where the three were standing and that he saw Masterton pull his hand out of his pocket and grab his chest, saying 'My God, I am stabbed'.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Flynn testified that, after saying he had been stabbed, Masterton ran across the yard to the entrance of a building and that the defendant and Westerberg also ran from where they had been standing. The time was then shortly after 8:00 p.m. On reaching the entrance to the building Masterton collapsed. A stretcher was brought and he was carried to the prison hospital where his death occurred ten minutes later. There is no question that it was caused by a stab wound in his chest. In addition Masterton had been stabbed in the back."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Chief Justice Bridges continued his coram:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"The evidence of Westerberg, the other prisoner, was to the effect that he was in the exercise yard on the evening of September 23, 1964 and was talking at about 7:30 p.m. to the defendant, who said to him 'I am going to shiv a guard' meaning, knife a guard. They walked along in the yard together when the defendant showed him a knife which he pulled partly out from a case. Westerberg told the defendant he would be doing a foolish thing and the defendant replied 'it don't make any difference. I am doing twelve years.' After this they separated, Westerberg going to stand beside Flynn whom he said was standing up.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Westerberg further testified that after leaving the defendant he noticed Masterton talking to another guard and that on their separating he observed Masterton standing with his back to the wall and the defendant moving behind him. He then saw the defendant's arm shoot out and heard Masterton cry out that he had been stabbed and start running, holding his stomach. The defendant then came over to Westerberg and according to the latter said to him 'if you say anything about this you are a dead man.'</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A knife was found later that evening stuck in the ground of the exercise yard. it was received into evidence. Westerberg said it was the knife that the defendant had shown him. it would seem to me probably the most he could have said was that it was very similar to such knife.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>At 6:40 in the morning the following day, September 24, 1964, the defendant was placed in the prisoner's section of the visitors' cage, where he was kept under close watch. There he received his breakfast and at about 9:00 a.m. was taken to a lavatory. After his return to the cage he told one of his guards at 9:10 a.m. that he wanted to see the R.C.M.P. As a result, Corporal Jack J. Lawlor and Constable Yvon Vanasse of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police came at 9:15 a.m. to the visitors' cage.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>On the arrival of Corporal Lawlor and Constable Vanasse, the defendant said 'I will talk to you fellows, get the screw (a guard) out of here'. The guard left and the defendant then asked 'Did you find the knife yet'? to which Constable Vanasse answered 'We found the knife'. The defendant, on asking if it had a taped handle, was told by the constable that he did not know. The defendant then said 'Is the screw dead? They aren't flying that flag at half-mast for nothing'. To this he was given an affirmative answer. Constable Vanasse then gave the defendant the usual warning to which the latter replied 'I have heard this a thousand times before' and, after stating he understood it, said 'I shivved the guard'. On being questioned as to what he meant, he stated 'I killed the guard'. On being asked if he wanted to make a statement in writing, the defendant replied that he did. He was then brought out to the visitors' section of the cage and, on being given a pad and ball point pen, wrote and signed the following statement:-</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>'I 8495 Reginald John Colpitts an inmate of the Dorchester Penitentiary, on the night of Wednesday 23rd of September 1964 did kill a guard of the Dorchester Penitentiary by stabbing him once in the chest and then again in the back.'</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>After this written statement, the defendant made a verbal statement which was taken down in writing by Constable Vanasse and signed by the defendant. It is as follows:-</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>'I did not pick out any particular guard. If he was standing in the spot that I picked he was getting it. In other words it is a premeditated murder. It was not something that I did on an impulse.'"</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Now we have a much clearer image of what the scene must have been like. However, there was more. Chief Justice Bridges read further that Colpitts answered questions, recorded by Constable Vanasse in writing, and also gave the full story via tape recording. Both admissions were received in evidence of the trial; and in both, Colpitts admits that a few weeks prior he was fed up with doing time on his 12 year sentence and found someone to get him a knife. He hid it in the yard, and on the morning of the murder took it to his cell. Colpitts goes on to explain that evening he took the knife with him having made up his mind to kill the first guard who would visit a certain area of the yard. Colpitts admitted he walked up to Masterton and asked what time it was. When the guard advised he didn't know and began to walk away, Colpitts stabbed him in the chest. When Masterton screamed, Colpitts turned the guard around and shoved the knife into his back. Colpitts then walked away to the back of a building <i>(B7)</i> and threw the knife into a mud puddle. His response to the question of whether he was sorry was:-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"No, I will tell you the God's truth I am sorry I didn't get more".</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The appeal also explained that Colpitts appeared in prison garb during the first two days of his trial, which then was objected to by his defence. The trial judge ordered him to be dressed in civilian clothes for the remainder of the trial.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When the accused testified in his own defence during the trial, Colpitts advised he had lied in his statements to the R.C.M.P. He claimed he was protecting a friend, but when this person gave evidence against, him he saw no reason to keep up the lies. His exact words in court were:-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"I was going to protect him even to the point of hanging for him until he tried to hang me."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On cross-examination Colpitts stated:-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"He stabbed him once in the front, and the Guard - he went - the Guard reached out and grabbed him, and they scuffled. He went around behind the Guard. I was directly facing the Guard, and he stabbed him again; and the Guard reached to grab me, and I stepped out of the way."</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">When he was asked <i>"Maybe you didn't see anybody stabbed"</i>, Colpitts replied:-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"Maybe I didn't, but Mr. Friel don't put words in my mouth".</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Colpitts does not name this friend throughout the trial, but admits he walked with him for some time in the yard. After having read the above portion of the appeal, it leads us to believe perhaps he had meant George E. Westerberg.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The grounds of the appeal raised were: 1) the prison attire worn during the first part of the trial; 2) the admission in evidence of a tape recording reproducing a confession made by Colpitts; 3) failure by the trial judge to place the defence fairly to the jury; 4) the finding of the jury is contrary to the evidence; and 5) improper questioning of Colpitts on cross-examination and wrongful admission of evidence in answers thereto.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The appeal's fifth ground was based on the following evidence of Colpitt's trial transcript:-</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"Q. Now how long have you been in the -- how many times have you been in the -- an inmate at the penitentiary?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. This is the second time.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. The second time?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Yes.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. And what are you in for this time?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Armed robbery.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Armed robbery?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Right.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. And how were you armed on that occasion?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. With a gun.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. And what was the first time you served penitentiary -- what was that for?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. For escaping gaol, car theft, and breaking and entering.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. And had you served any sentences besides penitentiary?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Yes.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. And where did you serve these?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. County Gaol.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. When did you first serve time in the County Gaol?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. 1962?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Did you use a knife in any offence before?<br />A. No.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Were you not involved in the Friar's hold-up?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Mmmm.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Was not a knife used there?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Prove I used it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Pardon?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Prove I used it. I didn't use it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Did you have a knife?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. No.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. What weapon did you have?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. I had nothing.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. Did you plead guilty to a charge of armed robbery?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. Mmmm, but I didn't plead guilty to having a knife.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Q. What were you armed with?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>A. I was armed with nothing. My accomplice was armed."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Chief Justice Bridges then read out his decision on each ground, reciting cases and discussing the evidence provided etc., and made a ruling <i>"In my opinion, the verdict would necessarily have been the same if the errors in question had not occurred. I would, therefore, dismiss the appeal."</i> - Dated March 5, 1965.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Justice Louis McC. Ritchie's decision was to dismiss the appeal; whereas Justice R. V. Limerick's decision was to <i>"allow the appeal and order a new trial."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The following day, an article from the Globe and Mail:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. Colpitt's appeal had been dismissed, and the sentence to be hanged was moved to May 05, 1965.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Reginald's lawyer <i>(Paul S. Creaghan)</i> submitted a request for an appeal through the Supreme Court of Canada, which was heard over several days, June 2, 3 and 24th, 1965, the Chief Justice being the Right Honourable Robert Taschereau, P.C., C.C. After the reading of the Justices' opinions and weighing the arguments and evidence presented, Taschereau ruled in favour of a new trial.:-</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"...there are a very considerable number of items of evidence which point toward the possibility that the appellant might be telling the truth in his evidence at trial. In my view, it was the duty of the judge to submit all that evidence, not only that in favour of the accused but that against him, to the jury so that they might weigh it and come to the conclusion whether, on all of the evidence, they had any reasonable doubt of the guilt of the appellant.</i></span><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I am of the opinion t</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">hat this Court cannot place itself in the position of a jury and weigh these various pieces of evidence...</span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>I am of the opinion that there is such a possibility and I, therefore, would allow the appeal, set aside the judgement of the Supreme Court of New Brunswick, Appeal Division, and direct a new trial of the appellant upon the charge of capital murder."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">During the 1960's in Canada, a debate was before the House of Commons questioning Capital Punishment. It was not until 1976 that Canada abolished it after 710 people were hanged. The last two hangings were on December 11, 1962, at the Don Jail, Toronto, Ontario.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Vancouver Sun - Debate on Capital Punishment (Jun.24, 1965)</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The next document I found was from the Supreme Court of New Brunswick Appeal Division, between Reginald John Colpitts and Her Majesty the Queen. The appeal was from the conviction of Colpitts for Capital Murder after the previous conviction was quashed by the Supreme Court of Canada and the ruling of his second trial <i>(unknown date at this time)</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">There were five grounds of the appeal:-<br />1) the trial judge erred in admitting as evidence a tape recording alleged to be a reproduction of a confession; 2) the trial judge erred in admitting a piece of plain paper as evidence, allegedly torn from another piece of paper containing a note written by Colpitts; 3) the trial judge erred in failing to put fairly to the jury the theory of the defence; 4) the trial judge erred in failing to direct the jury fairly and adequately as to the law applicable; and 5) the finding of the jury was contrary to the evidence and to the law applicable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Once piece of evidence we were not aware of before was mentioned in the 2nd ground for appeal. As per an excerpt of the coram read by Ritchie, J.A. as follows:-</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>"The second ground of appeal relates to the admissibility in evidence of exhibit P-18, a torn piece of lined paper of the same type and quality as exhibit P-17. The only markings on P-18, apart from the lines, are notations for identification purposes made by the police officers who handled it.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Exhibit P-17 is a hand written note, picked up by a penitentiary guard on July 7, 1965 after it fell from the clothing of an inmate he was transferring from the disassociation block to the exercise yard. At the time the appellant (Colpitts) was occupying cell No. 9 in the disassociation block. The note is written on a torn sheet of lined paper similar to that issued to the inmates for purpose of letter writing. It reads:-</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>'To My Friend: after you memorise this, burn it.<br />Hi! I will have to make this very short, as it has to be taken to you without being found. If you want to go to court and help me out, I will call you this time. I can beat the rap if you say this and nothing else. (1) (I seen who killed the Guard. It was not Reg Colpitts. Colpitts, when I saw him, he was walking towards the baseball field and another inmate was fighting with the Guard, I could also see that the other inmate had a knife. I could not say who the other inmate was, because I could not clearly see his face or number.) (2) Then tell the truth about how I came from <u>behind the new wing</u> and met up with you and what we did from there. Make sure and say just exactly what it (sic) between number (1) and number (2). Don't tell my lawyer that I killed the guard, and make sure and not fall for them Mounties sneaky tricks. I sure miss you Greek and I think of you all the time. Also the hangman didn't bother me on bit. Ha-Ha. I will write more when I get a chance. If the lawyer calls you a Greek, you will know I sent him.</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>From Your Friend!'</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>After reading exhibit P-17 on July 8, 1965, Corporal Grover, of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, arranged to have the appellant removed from his cell which he then proceeded to search. In that cell, he found exhibit P-18. No other piece of paper similar to exhibits 17 and 18 was found in the cell."</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The coram goes on to state a document examiner of the R.C.M.P. Crime Detection Laboratory testified that a comparison had been made of the torn edge of both exhibits and caused him to conclude the two exhibits had, at one time, formed one sheet of paper. He also compared handwriting from P-17 to P-12 and testified there was a strong possibility both were written by Colpitts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the end, all Justices of the Court of Appeal of New Brunswick ruled to dismiss the new appeal. This meant the trial decision to be hanged would stand.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article was the next piece of evidence I found concerning what happened next. It indicates there were two stays of execution between the original trial <i>(Nov.1964)</i> and Colpitts' appeal to the Supreme Court of Canada in March 1965. It also confirms the hanging would go forward on Wednesday January 19, 1966. However, the next day, everything changed for Reginald Colpitts.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Lester B. Pearson, Canada's 14th Prime Minister from 1963 to 1968, had commuted the death sentence ruling to life imprisonment. The above article goes on to confirm Colpitts' second trial was held on October 29, 1965. I could not find any newspaper articles or copies of the second court trial.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I next find out that Reginald John Colpitts had been transferred to the B.C. Penitentiary in the following newspaper article.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sometime in between Jan.19th and Jan.24th, 1966, the decision to move Colpitts to the Pen was made. Two days later news comes from New Westminster, B.C. the home of the Pen, on the other side of Canada in the west.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We do not hear anything further until 1967. Reginald John Colpitts decided that he no longer wished to live and therefore hung himself in his cell.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I pulled Reginald's death certificate to get a better understanding.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">23. Cause of death: Asphyxia, Strangulation, Hanging</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">26. If a violent death, fill in also: (a) Suicide <i>(checked)</i>, (b) Date of Injury: 24 Nov. 1967, (c) How did injury occur?: Subject is an inmate of the B.C. Pen. hanged himself with a bedsheet in hospital ward of B.C. Pen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Dated: Nov.29, 1967.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Reginald John Colpitts born September 9, 1946, in Moncton, New Brunswick, died at the age of 21 years young on November 24, 1967.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">During the late 1960's, the B.C. Penitentiary was experiencing overcrowding. In 1966 the Government announced it was purchasing land in the Fraser Valley, and discussions over the life of the Pen were ongoing. Transferring aging prisoners to the Mountain Prison in Agassiz was one way to alleviate the stress. Several new in prison activities were born, such as the Bridgeview Jaycees formed by the Junior Chamber of Commerce and were a first for a Canadian penitentiary. Just before Christmas 1966, it was recorded that the convicts would participate in traditional seasonal festivities such as church services, films, live entertainment in the auditorium, extra periods available for sports <i>(IE: handball, volleyball, soccer)</i>, and meals would be upgraded to include such items as grapefruit, ham, salad, turkey and plum pudding. Although some of these changes were viewed as positive ones, the 1970's brought turmoil, instability, murder, riots, suicides, violence, guards held at knife point, and more to the Pen. The behaviour of inmates became increasingly suspicious, morbidly resentful and selfish over the coming years. The decision to close the penitentiary came swiftly and on February 15, 1980, the last inmate to transfer out was processed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We will never understand what goes through a convict's mind and why he/she chooses to end their own life. If Colpitts was going through his own turmoil, I don't think his decision was easily made. Seeing what a tough and disturbing young man he had been, I can only believe he didn't see any other way out of prison life and became desperate for his freedom; that being death.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Reginald John Colpitts was buried in Boot Hill Cemetery on November 30, 1967.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><u>Sources</u>: Ancestry.ca; Familysearch.org; Newspapers.com; Provincial Archives of New Brunswick; Vancouver Public Library; Correctional Service Canada; Westmorland Historical Society; theMastertons.org; New Brunswick Peace Officers Memorial; Lipad.ca (2404283); Cases.Legal.En; New Brunswick Courts (gnb.ca); University of New Brunswick (Young People & the Law); Stats Canada (Dominion Bureau of Statistics) - report on Juvenile Delinquents; Supreme Court of Canada; Wikipedia.org; BC Archives; Archived Google Newspapers; Four Walls in the West - Jack David Scott</i></span>VSPIspookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04969675116179702336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6748176333811179256.post-49025643722660384602017-02-18T18:00:00.001-08:002019-03-15T17:56:08.841-07:00The Chicken Thief with Intent to Murder! (Convict Interred at Boot Hill Cemetery)<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; text-align: left;">Hello Friends,</span>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Today the story I bring you is about a convict buried at New Westminster's Boot Hill Cemetery, belonging to the B.C. Penitentiary </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(decommissioned May 10, 1980, and demolished)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, with a bit of a twist. It took some time to put it together, but finally I believe I have enough information to present this most interesting and puzzling case.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #1948 - "Unknown Gim"</b></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I discovered "Gim" during a search in the BC Archives listed as "Unknown Gim". This fascinated me. Why would a man be marked as "unknown"? Would prison records have documentation his Identification? Or was he someone without such paperwork? His death certificate provided clues to begin the search.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the certificate we learn:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">1) His name is marked as "Gim"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">2) He was a laundry man</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">3) He was Chinese from Canton, China</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">4) Married</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">5) In prison for 9 weeks, in Canada 10 months</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">6) <u>Date of Death</u>: May 31, 1914 // <u>Buried</u>: June 1, 1914 <i>(Age: 31)</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">7) A Physician attended him from April 4 to May 31, 1914</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">8) <u>Cause of Death</u>: Morphinomania & Disease of Mitral Valve <i>(a disease in a valve located between the 2 left chambers of the heart, which works to keep blood flowing properly and provide oxygen filled blood to your body. When it stops working properly it can be life threatening if not treated immediately.)</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Armed with this information, I went on a hunt for "Unknown Gim" and the crime which landed him in prison. In an article named "The B.C. Pen's Graveyard Secrets" I discovered Mr. Gim had an alias or two. Kim, also known as "Gin O Kim". Through Ancestry I learn Mr. Gin O Kim is also known as "Ung Wing". So many names! This would be a challenge. Gim, Kim, Gin, Ung Wing were some of the names I used to track this man's story down.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I began with 1914, where we know "Unknown Gim" has been in prison for 9 weeks. Searching all his aliases we landed on a true puzzle!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Um Wing. There we have it!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Charged with "breaking and entering" and stealing goods valued at $300.00, <i>(which in today's money would be valued at $6315.00 Canadian)</i> thus sentenced to 3 years imprisonment with hard labour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In 1914 the B.C Penitentiary had an overflowing number of prisoners at 376. The old structure could not hold many more, and plans for a new wing were put in place. The new addition was not finished construction until 1917 due to delays in receiving the locking mechanisms for each cell.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article gave us a big clue. Our convict had been to prison before. He was recognized with finger prints and body scars matching from a previous conviction. Now this is interesting. I had a feeling there was much more to "Gim" then imagined; whom we now know as Mr. "Um Wing".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Meet Convict #1948 - "Um Wing" aka "Gin O Kim" aka "Unknown Gim".</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the article above, we learn the penitentiary used a method for identifying criminals called the "Bertillon System". Alphonse Bertillon <i>(1853-1914)</i> was a French Police Officer/Bio-metrics researcher/Criminologist, who came up with a technique used to identify criminals using body measurements. It was first introduced into the U.S.A. in 1887. This was superseded in the early 20th Century by the Fingerprinting Identification System.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">For Mr. Wing's case, not only did they use fingerprint matches, but also identification of marks and scars on his body; and those were viewed in the Judge's private room. I cannot imagine how Mr. Wing must have felt when they discovered he was the same man convicted years earlier of another crime, although he continued to deny being the same man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I began looking backwards. The article mentioned 1908 and a previous conviction of stealing chickens and wounding a constable. I was excited when article after article jumped out at me from the pages in the newspaper archive site. The earliest article I found was of most interest; however, the same article followed 2 days later but with a new headline. Below, find the original headline and the article printed 2 days later as it is of better quality:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On the morning of February 12, 1908, shot pursuing a chicken thief, Officer Malcolm A. McLeod <i>(new to the police force)</i> stumbled into Knowlton's Drug Store at six o'clock. He was bleeding, weak and in shock; but able to blurt out a harrowing story of chase, arrest, shooting and escape, to an Officer who arrived on the scene.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">To get a better idea of the area, we found that Knowlton's Drug Store was at 15 Hastings Street East, near Chinatown.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Officer Malcolm A. MacLeod's chase of the accused led through False Creek, across railroad tracks near Brackman-Ker Milling Co. warehouse. I found an old map of Vancouver </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(1903)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> and have added a visual into the legend to help you understand where this incident occurred:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As you can see above, the drugstore was not far from the railroad tracks at False Creek, and Chinatown was next door. The Cambie St. Bridge <i>(marked with a red arrow)</i> led south east out of the city centre.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">From the article we learn that McLeod, an unarmed plain clothed Officer, had been on "special duty" to find and locate chicken thieves in the area of Cambie St. He had followed two men from Chinatown towards the area, and lay low to see if they would return via the railroad tracks. He spotted the men with bags, suspecting they were stolen chickens, and was able to catch one man, handcuff his left hand, then lead him. He was an inexperienced Officer, and forgot, or didn't think, to search him. The man then whipped out a revolver </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(according to his testimony)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> with his right hand and fired; thus the Officer fell to the ground. This freed the man from the Officer's grasp, and he ran. McLeod dragged himself to Knowlton's Drug Store </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(the address I located was 15 E. Hastings St.)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> where he was able to relay his story to another Officer before he was taken to hospital. The bullet is reported to have travelled through McLeod's chin, neck and into his shoulder. A search was made through Chinatown and the railroad area, resulting in finding a pair of handcuffs on the tracks towards Cambie St. Bridge. Later that morning, a workman of the Brackman-Ker warehouse found the Officer's hat and the bags of chicken.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The Chinese Board of Trade and the Chinese Reform Association promptly met up and offered a $500 reward<i> (which in today's money would be valued at $10,000 Canadian)</i> for the capture of the suspect. Articles appeared in the Chinese Reform Gazette asking the community to aid in locating the suspect. This caused a stir in the community and all areas were searched from restaurants to homes. Although the suspect wasn't found, stolen fowl was identified in possession of others.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The story unfolds further in the following days.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Five days after the incident the police, with the aid of the Chinese community, caught up with Ung Wing and placed him into custody. Detective Waddell found Ung Wing in a neighbouring community of Ladner. See the map of the area below to give you a better understanding:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Ung Wing was identified as a chicken thief that had been missing from Chinatown since the incident. A sighting had been reported in Steveston <i>(see above map)</i>, but was first thought to have travelled through New Westminster, then onward to Ladner. A search of a laundry in the area found the Chinese man <i>(who had arrived the previous evening)</i> hiding out. Identified by the men accompanying Detective Waddell, and by his own admission that he had been in Steveston, Ung Wing was quickly apprehended and brought up in police court on a charge of "attempted murder". Mr. Wing denied all guilt.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">On February 18, 1908, the newspapers reported <i>(see below)</i> that Officer McLeod would have to provide identification of the man who shot him. As he was still recuperating, they hoped to have him in the police station within the next day or two, to pick the accused out of a line up. The stolen chickens were kept in the police station, with hopes of being returned to their owners shortly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">A few days later, updates were provided in the Vancouver Daily World newspaper.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The case would go before the police court on February 22, 1908, allowing Ung Wing's solicitor, Mr. Elmer Jones, a day to prepare.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above article confirms that Ung Wing was brought before the police court on February 22, 1908, and after the preliminary hearing, was committed for trial. Below find excerpts of the hearing:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc (Feb.22, 1908) pg 1</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc (Feb.22, 1908) pg 2</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc (Feb.22, 1908) pg 3</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc (Feb.22, 1908) pg 4</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The above excerpts are of Malcolm McLeod's testimony. Also called as witness for direct examination by J. K. Kennedy <i>(for the prosecution)</i> were:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Joseph Jordan</b> --> who went with Detective Waddell to Foo Long's house in Ladner,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Detective A. Waddell</b>,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Yip Sue</b> --><i>(evidence interpreted by Mr. Cumyow)</i> lived in the same house as Ung Wing and went to New Westminster & Ladner with the detective</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>Dr. MacKay</b> --> physician who examined the Officer at the drug store and took him to the hospital,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">and <b>Mah Sing</b> --> who also went with Detective Waddell to Ladner.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc (Feb.22, 1908) pg 22</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Now we proceed to court, and on May 12, 1908, we receive news that a new trial could take place.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Newspapers.com - Vancouver Daily World (May 12, 1908) pg 5</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Included in the Police Court Documents was the sentencing written by hand on the Assizes paper.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">Courtesy BC Archives: GR-0419 - Police Court Doc-written in hand on last page</i></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As you can read on the found document above on May 08, 1908, a trial took place. The jury retired at 2 p.m. and by 2:30 p.m. a verdict had been read of "guilty". It further reads that on May 13, 1908, it read that the "prisoner sentenced to 5 years in Penitentiary". Both dates appear to have a signature scrawled underneath, possibly "Allan QC".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">The following newspaper report confirms the conviction of Ung Wing, now mispelled as "Ong Wing".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">To learn more about Ung Wing's solicitor, Elmer Jones </span><i style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">(Mar.23, 1874 - Aug.08, 1918)</i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">, read this truly wonderful account about his extraordinary service in the Canadian Army: </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://21stbattalion.ca/tributehl/jones_ew.html">Elmer Jones</a>.</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We were very lucky to find a photograph taken in 1914-1915 of then "Acting Detective, M.A. McLeod".</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>Courtesy Vancouver City Archives - A-30-54 (1914-1915) Photographer: A.J. Selset</i></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In an attempt to find out what happened to Malcolm A. McLeod, I found articles in the Vancouver Daily World dating to 1924 describing him as a Detective. When he died and where? I am still on the search for this information.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">In the end, Ung Wing is sent to prison in 1908 for 5 years. We can assume he was released in 1913, only to find him in the news again in 1914. Although in 1908 the belief was that he stole chickens, his conviction was due to the "intent to murder"; and yet in 1914 he is convicted of "breaking and entering", which leads us to believe he did not change his ways to survive. Ung Wing's death certificate indicates he had been in the country 10 months before his date of death on May 31, 1914, which would be approximately August, 1913; however, this may not be the case, unless he went across the border to the U.S.A. directly after his release from prison. I have not found any documentation to support this.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. Ung Wing, Unknown Gim, Kim O Gin, or whatever his true identity may be, can be found buried under the long grasses, brambles, and weeds of the Boot Hill Cemetery; famous for it's once hidden and abandoned identity.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Please tread with care should you visit this sacred site, and remember, even though the convicts buried at Boot Hill Cemetery were some of the most vicious of their day, we must lend respect to all. Ultimately, death is the final sentence.. or is it?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">If you have not read any of our previous accounts, please check them out. Each convicts' story is filled with interesting facts, incredible adventures and emotional effect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>01)</b><span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><b><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/04/return-to-boot-hill-cemetery.html">Meet Convict 1548 - Thompson</a></span><span id="goog_1178254316"></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/"></a><span id="goog_1178254317"></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>02) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/04/meet-convict-2370-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2370 - Walsh</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>03)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/05/meet-convict-2304-interred-at-boot-hill.html">Meet Convict 2304 - Chinley</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>04)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/06/boot-hill-cemetery-interred-convict-1774.html">Meet Convict 1774 - Hinds</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>05) <span style="color: #674ea7;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/robbery-murder-hanging-convicts.html">Meet Convicts 1628 - Herman Wilson + Unknown# - Joseph Smith</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>06)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2016/07/murder-at-ocean-falls-or-was-it-convict.html">Meet Convict 1659 - Y. Yoshie</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>07)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/11/wild-boys-hunted-by-posse-for-murder.html">Meet Convict 1884 - Moses Paul</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>08)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2016/12/escape-from-moving-train-convict.html">Meet Convict 2516 - Daniel Henrick Urick</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>09)<span style="color: #674ea7;"> </span><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/02/the-chicken-thief-with-intent-to-murder.html">Meet Convict 1948 - Unknown Gim</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">10) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/03/capital-murder-at-age-18-convict.html">Meet Convict 2938 - Reginald John Colpitts</a></span></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">11) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/04/clubbed-to-death-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict 5603 - Stephen Poole</a></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>12) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/corpse-hidden-in-cellar-convict.html">Meet Convict 3130 - Harry Davis</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>13) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/05/shots-fired-convict-interred-at-boot.html">Meet Convict 2312 - Albert Hill</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>14) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/06/robbery-with-violence-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict Unknown# - Phillip Hopkins</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>15) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/07/guilty-life-in-and-out-of-prison.html">Meet Convict #9720 - Norman Donald Bottineau</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>16) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.ca/2017/08/burglary-organized-gang-convict.html">Meet Convict #2225 - Louie Num</a></b></span><br />
<b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;">17) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2017/12/the-man-who-preferred-prison-convict.html">Meet Convict #3237 - Harold Gordon McMaster</a></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>18) </b><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-cigarette-thief-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #4234 - Herbert Ross</a></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>19) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-cheque-forgery-man-convict-interred.html">Meet Convict #9693 - W. Black</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>20) <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/08/assault-robbery-and-manslaughter.html">Meet Convict #6651 - Gordon Wallace</a></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>21) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2018/12/wickman-or-wichmann-convict-interred-at.html">Meet Convict #9511 - Henry Gordon Wichmann</a></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b>22) <a href="http://vspispook.blogspot.com/2019/03/the-man-with-many-aliases-convict.html">Meet Convict #3348 - Frank Wilson</a></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Kati</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Sources:</b> Ancestry.ca; BC Archives; Newspapers.com; Convict Deaths in the British Columbia Penitentiary, 1875-1916 (Ancestry Community); Bank of Canada (inflation calculator); Wikipedia; National Law Enforcement Museum; "Four Walls in the West" - Jack David Scott; "BC Pen's Graveyard Secrets"; Google Image search; Library and Archives Canada; Vancouver Public Library; BC City Directories (VPL.ca); Google Maps; Vancouver City Archives; Historic Places; 21stBattalion,ca.</i></span><br />
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