Old Ironmaker
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t was tradition for a few of us kids to visit the EMERG in Hamilton every New Years day. We would try and ski down the ungroomed hill that we Hamiltonians call a mountain, it's actually The Niagara Escarpment. Not a smart thing to try.
Then when we got older hanging around 1000 other Italians at dinner dances was in vogue, still is. We actually went 3 years ago. I wanted to leave around 10 but was the designated driver. I can't do the Hustle like I once did circa 77'.
When I was a kid in the early 60's it was traditional that neighbours and Dad would bring out the shotguns and fire off a few at midnight. Tragically one night some duffus on the mountain fired off a slug and a little girl was killed. That tradition thankfully ended.
I can't forget the 10 years I was married to a wee Lassie whos Family was from Scotland. I didn't attend many because of working shifts at the Steel Plant but can tell you the Scots take New Years very, very seriously. It starts around the 24th and lasts well into the new year. Man I miss the steak pies and real deal Yorkshire Pudding made from scratch. The Johnny Walker Black wasn't bad either. One New Year around 2AM I got a call on the radio from the Shift Sergeant to come to the main gate. There was my Brother in Laws with a box of goodies for the crew and myself. I told the guard to check the box, sure enough a Mikey of Scotch was in it. They were good folks, I'm sure they still are.
Then when we got older hanging around 1000 other Italians at dinner dances was in vogue, still is. We actually went 3 years ago. I wanted to leave around 10 but was the designated driver. I can't do the Hustle like I once did circa 77'.
When I was a kid in the early 60's it was traditional that neighbours and Dad would bring out the shotguns and fire off a few at midnight. Tragically one night some duffus on the mountain fired off a slug and a little girl was killed. That tradition thankfully ended.
I can't forget the 10 years I was married to a wee Lassie whos Family was from Scotland. I didn't attend many because of working shifts at the Steel Plant but can tell you the Scots take New Years very, very seriously. It starts around the 24th and lasts well into the new year. Man I miss the steak pies and real deal Yorkshire Pudding made from scratch. The Johnny Walker Black wasn't bad either. One New Year around 2AM I got a call on the radio from the Shift Sergeant to come to the main gate. There was my Brother in Laws with a box of goodies for the crew and myself. I told the guard to check the box, sure enough a Mikey of Scotch was in it. They were good folks, I'm sure they still are.