I've mentioned in previous posts that many of our past relatives such as Thomas and Maria and some of their children made trips back to England by ship. Their journey often started with them leaving their homes from Roseau River by horse and buggy and going to Dominion city where they would board the train to Winnipeg, and then continue on to Montreal or Halifax to board their ship.
I started to reminisce that when I was a little gaffer we would travel to Dominion city to do our weekly shopping and drive by the old train station, and on occasion we would get to walk around the station.
Now as a 3 or 4 year old the building seemed so big and almost scary because of the people that hung around the station. I think back now and those scary people were our ancestors and that this was their version of today's modern monorail systems.
I would compare their experiences at the train station to our travels through airports, with all the hustle and bustle of arriving in a new land or saying farewell to family members not knowing when you would see them again.
All of those rail lines and train stations are now gone. Just a distant memory for some of us that are old enough to remember as children running up and down the deck with visions of the steam engines rolling up and hearing the Ding, Ding, Ding, of the old train bell.
I came across this picture of the train station that was moved from Dominion City and it brought back a flood of memories, all good.
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