Sunday, 21 June 2026

Jeffrey LeBar interview 2006

 

NIPIGON HISTORICAL MUSEUM               January 20, 2006

Jefferey LeBar

Born: Nipigon Hospital 1955

Parents: Audrey Nona (Atkinson) LeBar, Wesley LeBar

Grand Parents: Vivienne (Van Tassel) Atkinson, Carl Atkinson

                              Elizabeth, Oliver LeBar (Coldwell)

Siblings: Cheryl, Ronnie, Shawn, Allan

 

The LeBar’s moved from Manitoulin to Coldwell.  Wesley LeBar

then moved from Coldwell to Nipigon to marry Audrey.  They were married on June 18, 1951 at the Nipigon Anglican Church.  They had five children all born in Nipigon Hospital.  Wesley LeBar was a war vet and a member of the Nipigon Legion.  He went to the second world war and he was under age, was taken prisoner for a while by the German’s and entered into a prisoner of war camp.  When they were being moved to another camp in railway box cars; they had the job of emptying the latrine pails when the train stopped, so he and his partner found a steel bar that they hid in their clothes and then they were back on the train and pryed the wooden boards off the box car and then jumped out while the train was still going and landed on barbed wire on the side of the tracks.  Thy stayed still for quite a few hours until daylight and then when they knew it was safe they found a house and were taken in by some people.  He was later injured from a gunshot to the leg. 

          Wesley worked as an Engineer for Domtar for 35 years, Audrey worked at the Plywood Mill in the 1960's and also for the Hudson’s Bay Company as a receiver.  Audrey’s father Carl Atkinson owned a beach combing business in Nipigon for many years with his son Rowley Atkinson.

          Coldwell was a commercial fishing town situated on Lake Superior 15 miles west of Marathon, which had a big railway station and railway houses.  There was a school house and small church and approximately 20 houses.  Elizabeth and Oliver LeBar ran a restaurant from their house.  They had five children; Wesley, Elizabeth, Penny, Ernie, and Budd.

 

          When I was a kid my grandparents had a camp at Honeymoon Cove and we went there in Grandpa’s boat and had picnics there.  Then they moved their camp over to Still water and we used to walk down the tracks at the mouth of the Stillwater Creek which came out on Lake Superior.  After they had that camp, they moved one to the Little Mill area and that was the last place they had it because someone shot up their old camp.  I used to Beach Comb with C. Dampier and J. Dampier and Henry Dampier to St.  Ignace Island and there were roads and camps there.  Back then they had dams and they let the water out, the logs would come down the Nipigon river and the men would stand by the sides of the river and push the logs down and then the big booms would catch them. 

          Everetteville was up on the highway and my Auntie Eileen lived there, it was up where the Petro is now.  The houses started at the Petro and went to where the Jehovah’s Witness place is now(2006), Mrs.  Black lived up there too.  The Voyageur was up there and the Shell to when I was a kid we used to walk or ride our bikes to Loftquist Lake and there used to be a road to Loftquist from the Cop Shop road but then they closed it off.  I started beach combing when I was about 12 or 13 with the Dampier’s along with Ricky Dampier and we used to sleep on their boat for weeks at a time.  My Grandpa did Beach combing on  the Nipigon Bay and the Dampier’s ran from the mill to St.  Ignace Island and to Jack Pine.  We’d stay at St.  Ignace Island with Alfred and Cookie Dampier at their camp.  Somewhere towards Thunder Bay there was a Light house and there were two old couples who lived out there and kept an eye on the Light house.  There was one on Lamb’s Island too.  I went to the Nipigon Public School and my teachers were; Mr.  Frankham, Mrs Taylor, Mr Sukomoto, Mr Peele, and Mrs Nyman.  Our family lived across from Hebert’s on Front Street.

Monday, 8 June 2026

GOSSIP DAY a poem by E.C. Everett

 

GOSSIP DAY

By E.C. Everett

The little lakes all held a party they called it Gossip Day

Lake Nipigon was the meeting place, near Sunset Orient Bay

Big Chief Bay was staff recorder

While Ombabika Bay called the lakes to order.

Now Josephine was Guard of Honor

Where she lived supreme in the House of Bonner.

They appointed Susie to the chair that day

From Shakespeare Island – assisted by Gull Bay.

Now Jessie came from Poplar Lodge

Through the apostle Islands she had to dodge

Elisabeth and Maria then joined the gossip fray

At Nipigon House they paused a while, then on to deep Grand Bay,

The stream at Pine Portage was so swift and so wide

For six miles of rapids – no canoeman could ride.

Then Split Rock spoke up with head in the sky

To check on foaming Rapids as White Chutes passed by,

The President then was Virgin Falls who held the Lakes at bay,

 and gently poured the Silvery stream that flowed toward Nipigon Bay

with Ruby Lake and Shadow Creek they made a wonderful display

They all joined hands together and called it “Gossip Day”.

Now Polly sailed from Steamboat Bay to join twin Helen on this memorable day

To halt Frazer Lake who was running away

To join the Deer Maidens at Nipigon Bay.

The trout in Bass Lake were alerted as well

Cause these Maidens  were coming their party to swell

At the Chalet Lodge they had a meeting that day

With respect to Alexander those Maidens would pay.

Now what these Gossipers talked about was everybody’s wish

The Tourists came for scenic rides the Sportsmen came to fish

And all have found it worth their while to see these Maiden Lakes

Enhanced by roads unspoiled by Time

They’re yours these “Nipigon Lakes”.

Wednesday, 3 June 2026

Nipigon's Sleeping Beauty a poem by E.C. Everett

 

NIPIGON’S SLEEPING BEAUTY

The Sleeping Beauty has now been found,

Jist West of Nipigon on higher ground,

In beauty there she lies defiant,

A partner of the Sleeping Giant.

She faces toward the rising sun,

And guards the vallies, till day is done,

A micro-wave tower shines through the night,

To mark the place of her early flight.

In summer she has a coat of green,

From Everettville she can be seen,

In Winter she has a coat so white,

She sleeps serenely through the night.

She flashes her lightning whip at will,

Her roars of Thunder shake every hill,

She kicks up a storm but cannot escape,

From the Red Rock Hill to Thunder Cape.

This “Queen of the North” will awaken some day,

From the beautiful mountain towering Nipigon Bay,

And will turn back again to her place as before,

To her slumbering partner, On Thunder Bay Shore.

E.C. Everett  Nipigon Ontario

MEMORIES a poem by E.C. Everett

 

MEMORIES

Seated by the fireside,

In memories sweet and dear,

Perceiving through the long ago,

Are thoughts I hold so dear.

 

Nor is it yet with fond regret,

I view the scenes of yester-year

For ‘round me now are photos of

The friends I hold so dear.

 

Inspired by scenes of outdoor life,

Good Nature played its part,

I took my camera as a lad,

And made my humble start.

 

After sixty years my dreams came true,

My! How time has gone,

My photos have kindly played their part,

Made friends and memories that warm my aging heart.

 

With hopeful thoughts I now present,

To posterity, I now hand down,

The “old-time” ways in photo style,

Of people, sports, events of life renown.

 

Only a few are left of those earlier days,

When no cars, radio, T.V., nor planes were here;

We travelled by wayfreight, canoe, or skiis,

When work was fun, and all our friends were near.

E.C.Everett  Nipigon Ontario