Betty Gray

Betty Gray

A recent transplant to New Westminster, Betty Gray moved to British Columbia to get away from the cold winters of Alberta, where she has lived for most of her life.

Betty was born in 1950 in Lethbridge. She lived her early years in Barons, a small town in southern Alberta. “It was the prairies. I remember it being flat. You could see for miles and miles,” she laughs.

Her father was a farmer and she had a good childhood growing up, running around the fields there, swimming in the lake. She formed a close bond with her sister Helen and cousin Judy, especially since all of the other cousins in the family were about ten years older. “When we went to family reunions, we were always the youngest of the cousins.”

Her mother’s passing when Betty was 11 meant Betty had to grow up quickly. She taught herself how to cook, clean, and essentially become the primary homemaker.

She graduated high school (she liked history and economics; her nemesis was typing class) and then went to hairdressing school, but she soon realized she wasn’t suited to hairdressing and moved on to a variety of jobs: waitress, chamber maid, sales clerk, cook. Her life and career wouldn’t get definition until going through a life-changing experience in Elk Point in 1980.

1980 was Alberta’s 75th anniversary of the province joining Confederation, and there were homecoming community projects all over the province.

“It was almost Biblical,” said Betty. Like how Joseph and Mary and the rest of them had to return to their hometown to register for taxes, everyone in Alberta was returning to where they were born for Homecoming.

Alberta 75th celebrations at Barons

Everyone went back to their hometowns to celebrate Alberta’s 75th. Betty took this photo at the Barons homecoming celebration.

Alberta 75th Anniversary cakes

It was Alberta’s 75th birthday. Sheet cakes with the same 75th Anniversary logo were a staple at the different community Homecoming celebrations.

At that time, she and her husband and daughter were living in Elk Point. Betty was writing for the local newspaper and working at a liquor store.

One of Betty’s assignment was to go to the Homecoming 1980 Committee meeting. She was only there taking notes for the article she was writing but since she was the only writing everything down, her notes became the first meeting minutes, and Betty was asked to serve as the committee secretary.

Collection of Alberta 75th Anniversary pins

Some of these pins were given to Betty to thank her for her work on the Elk Point Homecoming Committee.

Betty can still remember the details of learning how to be a club secretary, expanding her skills in public relations and taking on more and more responsibilities, as she later took on the position of committee treasurer too. It gave her a taste of the work that she could be doing, meaningful work that she had the potential for.

“I realized I’m not dumb. I can do more.” Betty doesn’t fully recall where her low expectations originated: maybe it was because she didn’t have her mother during her formative years, or maybe because she settled into the comforts and familiarity of being a wife and mother, but joining the Elk Point Homecoming Committee changed all that.

Betty Gray at Homecoming 1980

Betty (right) poses at one of the Alberta 75th Anniversary celebrations.

“Those years in Elk Point were watershed years for me…where I ‘found myself.’” Betty was liberated when she realized didn’t have to wait for her husband to make her happy and that she wasn’t responsible for her daughter’s happiness either.

“I was just taking notes at a meeting and it changed my life forever.”

With her newfound confidence and skills, Betty eventually landed her favourite job. “The elusive ‘dream job’ of all time,” she says. It was running a health promotion program called Action for Health, implementing population health strategies at the community level. As a self-professed workhorse, she relished the hands-on nature of her responsibilities there. Then came a structural reorganization that closed down the program.

It was a blow to Betty to not be able to see the fruits of her labour. “We were doing something good and worthwhile. I would have liked to see what we might have accomplished had we been allowed to continue.”

Losing her dream job was hard for Betty, but if she were to give advice to her past-self, she would tell herself that nothing matters.

Nothing matters, she says, not as a discouragement, but as a liberating reminder to avoid wasting time worrying about perfection and other people’s expectations.

“I know there are file boxes back in Smoky Lake filled with all the work that I did for Action for Health. Boxes and boxes of stuff that no one has bothered to go through…that nobody cares about anymore.”

Her dream job is now just a cherished memory, but that’s okay, Betty says.

“[You] do it because it matters to you.”

Alberta 75th Anniversary pin

One of Betty’s favourite pins from Homecoming 1980.

Evelyn Sangster Benson

Evelyn Sangster Benson

Evelyn is a published author. Her book, A Century In A Small Town: One Family’s Stories, is as much about her family’s history as it is about New Westminster’s history.

“I always think of it as my city,” laughs Evelyn Sangster Benson.

“I don’t just live here; I’m a part of the city.” Indeed, at 81, Evelyn and her family are steeped in the history of New Westminster. Aside from a brief stint in Burnaby, Evelyn has lived in New Westminster for all her life.

Evelyn’s family is like a constant in the city of New Westminster. Her father, James Lewis Sangster, was mayor in 1949 and 1950. The house she was born in has been in her family for five generations, from her mother growing up there to now Evelyn’s grandson living in that house. Queen’s Park Arena is the field where her husband played lacrosse and now she watches her great grandchildren play there.

When she was growing up in the 1930s, her father had the tough job of trying to sell insurance in the depression era. “I was lucky my father was employed…but a lot of the kids i played with and grew up with their families were on relief and they didn’t always have proper clothes and I was lucky.”

The city’s a lot more developed now compared to back when she was younger, when the roads were mostly gravel roads (which made it very difficult for a teenaged Evelyn to learn how to drive) and the local pool was just a concrete tub of murky water, with chlorine that stings.

She’s seen many changes in the city, including seeing tanks roll into Queen’s Park near the end of WWII as the park was an army camp then. She recalls her elementary school teacher letting the class watch from the window and feeling the rush of seeing jet planes swoop by.

Woodward's Department Store in 1955

“Meet you at Woodward’s!” View from 6th Street and 6th Avenue of the famed department store. (Photograph courtesy of the New Westminster Public Library, photo no. 2067. Photographer: Allan Kidd.)

On 6th Street and 6th Avenue, way before Royal City Centre the shopping mall was there, lived Bussey’s, the corner store where Evelyn bought candy and ice cream from. On top of the store had a sign saying “The future site of Woodward’s Department Store.” The sign sat there until it faded and no one believe it would really happen. Then in 1946, the corner lot was sold, along with the rest of the block and Woodward’s opened in 1954. The department store became a popular meeting place; everyone would say “Meet you at Woodward’s!”

Even with new development in New Westminster, such as the Anvil Centre, for Evelyn, the city still has retained its small town stability. “It’s nice to live in a town this size because we can’t get any bigger.”

“We’re starting to get all the amenities of a big city but we’re still a small town and that is the beauty of New Westminster.”

Giving back to community

Though her father was mayor, she didn’t want to go into politics. “I had five children, I didn’t have time for that.” Evelyn taught high school for 27 years as a “permanent sub,” which meant she was never tied down to a classroom, but allowed her to get to know a wider range of students.

After teaching, along with her husband Don, they made their mark on many aspects of the community, including running the track and field teams and playing an influential role in getting former Mayor Wayne Wright into office. But what Evelyn considers to be one of her biggest accomplishment is founding the Royal City Musical Theatre Society.

It all started when she was sitting at the kitchen table with her husband. She was still teaching at the high school then and recalls seeing how the school theatre was always empty, lacking in musical productions. She missed seeing musicals being performed there. Evelyn herself had performed on that stage in years back, playing Yente the matchmaker in Fiddler on the Roof, Parthy Ann Hawks in Show Boat amongst other musicals,

So she simply said to her husband, “I’m going to start a musical company.” And he said, “Ok I’ll help you.”

Together, they started from scratch, borrowed money from friends to start the society.
Now it is in its 25th year. “Probably the best musical company in all of Canada,” she said.

“My husband and I are doers, we’re not joiners. We don’t join organizations and do what they ask us to do. We make organizations and get them rolling.”

Evelyn attributes her can-do attitude towards giving back to the community to her father, “I was brought up that way, My dad is a politician. he said ‘ This needs to be done so okay, let’s get in there and do it.’”

Secret Opera Star

What most people might not know about Evelyn is that she could’ve been an opera star.

“My dad took me to her for singing lessons because I had been singing at concerts and things since i was 2 and a half years old.” Evelyn was a coloratura, which is the highest female voice possible, a rarity, hitting 3 notes above the high high C.

She remembers being in her music teacher’s class when Judith Forst, famed Metropolitan Opera singer who is also from New Westminster, was having her first lessons. Judith was 12 and Evelyn was a teen. “I heard [Judith] sing and my music teacher said, ‘What do you think of her?’ and I said ‘Boy, that’s the biggest voice out of a little girl I’ve ever heard!’”

Evelyn asked Judith to sing at a Royal City Musical Theatre fundraiser and their mutual music teacher was there too.

“[My music teacher and I] were standing in the lobby in intermission and I said, ‘You must be so proud every time you see Judith Forst and know that you got her started. You must be so proud.’ And she said ‘Yes I am… but Evelyn, you were better.’ And I never knew that.”

She doesn’t regret not pursuing opera though, which would have been one of those all encompassing careers where it would consume every aspect of her life. “There wouldn’t be room for anything else.” And by then she had already met her husband. No worries though, because Evelyn still gets an audience once a year when she hosts her annual salmon barbecue at her summer house. There is karaoke there and she gets to sing all evening long.

Evelyn & Don

She met her husband Don Benson in grade 10 and been together ever since. This year would be the 63 years they’ve been married, 66 years together.

She remembers her 50th wedding anniversary party, held in Centennial Lodge in Queens Park. Their children put together a video using old photographs and home movies of the 50 years Don and her have shared together.

“It started with the first baby that’s born and I’m watching it through and there was birthday after birthday, Christmas after Christmas…the thing that you will notice more than anything else is that we had so much fun.”

“After it was over I said to Don, ‘I think that the secret of our marriage was that yes, we were just a couple of kids but we grew up with our kids.’ So we were young enough to be silly and have fun with them and grew up with them but we were always the parents.”

Her advice for a successful marriage? “You have to marry your best friend.”

Evelyn the Author

Nowadays, Evelyn and Don are both writing. Evelyn has penned her first book, A Century in a Small Town: One Family’s Stories, a collection of short stories that charts the changes of New Westminster and also of her family. It spans from 1895 when her dad was growing up to 1993, when the new Herbert Spencer School opened, 50 years after she was in “Miss McAskill’s grade three class in the old Herbert Spencer school.” Other short tales include about life in those days, and things like wartime rationing and life without deodorant. She has 40 more stories ready for her next book.

Reflecting on her family’s history, she can see how every generation has similar moments. It has gone from her father asking ‘Will man ever fly?’ to now her grandchildren and great-grandchildren asking ‘Will man land on Mars?’

Evelyn’s generation asked if man will make it to the moon. “And then I watched the moon land.”

“When you stay in a place in long time, and you trade stories [with each other]. It all becomes a part of your folklore of your family.”

Everything has changed but everything is still the same.

Sally Simmons

Sally Simmons  Sally Simmons was born in 1949 in Burns Lake, BC. She lived in New Westminster from 1962-67, and then has lived here from 1980 onwards.

Her family was always close, and when her father passed away in 1957, she and her three siblings would stick together even more especially since life was hard. Her mother was working full-time, there were no after school programs and there was not much sympathy for a single mother who chose not to remarry.

In 1959, her mother was accepted to the teaching program at UBC, so the family decided to move to Vancouver. The family had to pack up their lives and could only fit whatever they can into the car, which meant only the bare essentials. Everything else was dispersed into relatives’ homes. Though the circumstances were dire, Sally remembers spotting a four-leaf clover on the ground every time she moved a load to the car, then another one, and then another one. She ended up finding 12-15.

This four-leaf clover, which her mother laminated for her, reminds Sally that things in life will be okay.

This four-leaf clover, which her mother laminated for her, reminds Sally that things in life will be okay.

She was ten at the time but she knew that the four-leaf clover symbolizes luck for the finder (it also helped that her father was Irish). Her mother kept some of them pressed within the pages of a dictionary. For Sally, it is a little reminder that though life has its ups and downs, things will work out. Today, she carries one of the clovers, preserved between two sheets of plastic, with her in her wallet.

A family ring

This engagement ring once belonged to Sally’s grandmother, who took a leap of faith in coming to Canada from Scotland. The ring will be passed on to Sally’s daughter, and her daughter’s daughters in due time.

Another family talisman she has is the ring she wears. Her ring was her grandmother’s engagement ring. Her grandfather came to Canada from Scotland and returned to Britain as a soldier to fight in World War I, which is when he met Sally’s grandmother, who was a nurse in the war. They got engaged and married during the war years then came to Canada in 1918 to start their life together.

Out of all the grandchildren, Sally got the ring because she was named after her grandmother, Sarah (Sarah is her full name). Sally gave her first daughter the name Sarah, and her granddaughter is also named Sarah as well. The ring, like the name, will be passed down along the generations in due time.

“It makes me think of what they did to leave their place and come to a new world so their children’s lives could be better.” Like how the clover represents a moment in time, the ring reminds Sally of her grandmother coming to Canada on a leap of faith.

Her advice for her 20 year old self would be to go ahead and pursue the things she want, because the glass ceiling for women would eventually be broken. Graduating in 1967, the choices for women were pretty much restricted to being a nurse, teacher or secretary. Sally chose to pursue social work, but she was also interested in fields such as architecture too. Those fields however, tended to be closed off to women. Even when she was going through her bachelor’s in psychology at SFU, most of her female friends were gone by the 3rd and 4th year to pursue one of the three typical routes or otherwise.

Despite seeing less and less women in class, her mom supported Sally in continuing her academic education. “My mum encouraged us because she lived outside the box her whole life.” Her mother was a role model in showing her that a woman can be independent and academic. Still, Sally opted to not go straight into teaching, which is what her mother did, because it would be too much like following her mother’s footsteps.

She found independent female role models in the Catholic school nuns that taught her while she was in boarding school from 1962-1967. St. Anne’s Academy, a Catholic boarding school in New Westminster, was beneficial for Sally. Despite popular negative stereotypes, Sally’s experience was different because everyone was treated equally.

“For me, being able to wear a uniform and no one knowing how poor I was, it made a levelled playing field.”

She was a good kid growing up who knew how to fly under the radar from September to June — and then have her fun too without getting into trouble.

She appreciated the teachers there who treated her like an adult and gave her the mindset that women can indeed do it all.