Yes, great days, great nights
and great people, and yet | suppose
people haven't changed, we were in
our heyday while a great many of our
Cassiarites today are family people,
many with small children. Baby sit-
ters are hard to come by and let's
face it you can't have a party going
on in the house with children sleep-
ing.

The R.C.M.P. station was a
building so small that if you went
in and someone was sitting at the
desk speaking to the constable, they
had to get up and out of the way so
you could open the door, the build-
ing was both living quarters and
office.

The 'Jail'' was and is a classic.

It sat behind the police station as
a separate building. I imagine it
would be about 8'x8' made of logs,
with iron bars set into the logs and
across the windows. It's presently

lif 1 felt otherwise.
Ve are lucky people when you

think of it, after all people pay
thousands of dollars to drive up the
Alaska hiqhway to see this vast and
fabulous land of ours and here we
are sitting in the middle of it.
One can hardly write about the
town without making reference to the
"Old Boiler House’, This was a
building and wood yard situated in
that open area between the skating
rink and the main road. It will be
remembered for the big black smoke
stack that generally was belching
out black smoke from burning wood.
The wood pile was huge piles of
cordwood cut by local indians, from
the "Burn'' in the Blue River -
French Creek area, generally called
the Wood Camp''.
In my minds eye | can see Big
! John Dennis the ''Wood Fasser'' pick-

ling up those heavy 4 foot lengths

sitting up the mine road and is used {of wood at 40 beiow and putting them

as a cap house. I! hope nothing hap-

on the belt to feed the Boilers.

pens to it, | feel it should be moved] That fellow must have been made of

and set up on a slab of concrete in
one of the parks, as it's part of
the history of Cassiar.
could tell some tales about that
place.

Bob Wilms had the first tractor
that came into this country via
Telegraph Creek, then later brought
in via McDame Post to Bob's place.
It was used to build the road from
McDame Post to the Cassiar Road. Bob
claims that he will start it up and

sell it - if you give him $1500 bucks

for it. You should drop in and see
Bob and have a look at it.

steel to stand up to it, there was
one indian that earned his salt.

Marg McAndrewCharlie 8ronson and Rene Pasiaud

(both retired) would have great
memories of the old Boiler House.
Speaking of indians, reminds

ime of an incident that happened to
;Gordon Burnly. (Gord built and op-
erated Sethan's garage at one time).
Some Indians arrived at the garage
one winter day and explained that
they had come in from Dease Lake by
dog team. Not having a sleigh, they
lhad hooked the dogs onto a moose
hide and traveled that way. Bear in

Some worthy person should gather|mind that up until a few years ago

up all the old pictures that are
around and write the history of
Cassiar before its all lost.

they did not plow-out the road to
Dease in the winter, the road was
left closed. Anyway the indians

I'm just rambling along in writ-lstory was that out at Dease Lake

ing this | hope it makes sense to
those who read it. Some say that
Cassiar is isolated, | never felt
that way. Oh, |! damned it up and

some families had run out of food
and the women and children were

starving. | understood from Gord
that they were in those buildings

down at times to be sure, but | !ike |you see across the Lake near this

this place and | like working for
Cassiar Asbestos and ! like the peo-
ple that run the operation. !'m

fend, we used to call it "Asp's
place. Gord and his wife had hearts
of gold (so long as they were'nt

hardly likely to have stayed 10 years charging you for your car repair

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