Merry Christmas and Happy New Year – from the board and employees of the
Oliver and District Heritage Society
middle row: Petra, Terry, Don and Ian Hunt
bottom row: Juliana, Vance, Veronica and Rachel
missing: Sue and Bruce
Update from family members:
My nephew came from Kingston Ontario in April of this year he is 31 years old and started to work at Ag Foods in May. He is assistant produce manager at the Osoyoos store. He walked to the Sage pub after leaving the company Xmas party.
He was refused service and was about to leave when a group at another table invited him over to join and wanted to know if he had any drugs or know where to get some. Kyle said no and left the bar.
Members of that group followed him to corner of Ponderosa & Cottonwood Drive where the assault took place. Kyle thinks there was 3 men. He was hit on the head numerous times with what Kyle thinks was a large wine bottle, kicked in the face and stabbed in shoulder and knee.
Kyle managed to stagger back to the Sage Pub and paramedics were called. He spent 6 days in Penticton General Hospital. He needs dental work and hopefully regains full vision in his right eye.
AG ( Derek and all the staff ) have been very supportive in all this and will be welcoming him back to work when he is ready.
Thanks to everyone for their support.
Check out Kyle Bourdon on GoFundMe
Highway 97, in both directions. Rock slide between Sundial Rd and Vaseux Lake Cres (5 km south of Okanagan Falls).
The road is closed.
Assessment in progress. Estimated time of opening not available.
Detour Via Hwy 3 to Keremeos & Hwy 3A Keremeos to Kaleden. Next update time Tue Dec 24 at 11:30 AM PST. Last updated Tue Dec 24 at 10:42 AM PST. (DBC-14348)C
Photos supplied by Julie Martineau
Image: Google Earth
|Highway 97 Both Directions||Highway 97, in both directions. Rock slide between Sundial Rd and Vaseux Lake Cres (5 km south of Okanagan Falls). The road is closed. Assessment in progress. Estimated time of opening not available. Detour Via Hwy 3 to Keremeos & Hwy 3A Keremeos to Kaleden. Next update time Tue Dec 24 at 9:00 AM PST. Last updated Tue Dec 24 at 5:49 AM PST. (DBC-14348)|
Today is Christmas Eve, where did the year go? I was in a discussion with one of my daughters about Christmas Traditions and how they change. Yes traditions change you heard me right.
When she drew this to my attention it gave me a different perspective. Things are different than when I was a child. All those people I first knew are gone except siblings. Many of my own children have moved away as did some grown grand kids.
I also had to consider the family dynamic changed with every wedding and new arrival. These events bring change by circumstance and rightfully so.
There is also the cause and effect of family members passing into memories, some from long ago and some still very fresh in our minds. We lost three family members in the course of the year.
There is the saying the show must go on. For a moment I paused to ask which show? I always embraced the tunnel vision that tradition was stationary. Mine might be but then change was going on all around me and yet the changes were part of tradition. For many of us tradition and clinging to them is like an adult security blanket. Time changes every thread yet we scarcely notice until it confronts us with just how much it has changed.
So what is the point of all this? My daughter was preparing me for change as to the good old changes to tradition.
There are a few but then the show must go on and old guys sometimes need lead time to change what they might not want to change. So this Christmas it comes down to this. As long as there is turkey on the plate and I can pour turkey gravy over my lettuce and tomato salad I don’t care what they do.
All is good unless they find where I hid my bag of M&M’s.
Have a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year.
Maria Alice Craveiro Tomé Ferreira
On Thursday Dec 19, 2019, Maria Alice Craveiro Tomé Ferreira, of Oliver, BC, suddenly passed away at Penticton Regional Hospital at the age 64 years. She was surrounded by her loved ones at the time of her passing.
Maria Alice is survived by her husband John Alentejano Ferreira, daughters: Christina Tomé Ferreira and Nicole Tomé Ferreira, son Michael Jonathan Tomé Ferreira and grand-daughter Maya Ferreira Evangelou. As well, sisters: Carmen Tomé and Elizabeth Tomé Vokey. Father-in-law Antonio Braz Ferreira, Mother-in-law Elvira Gomes Alentejano Ferreira, Sisters-in-law: Irene Pavao and Delphina Ferreira and brothers-in-law Nelson Vokey, Frank Pavao, and Wayne Belleville, seven nieces and nephews and four great nieces.
Maria Alice was predeceased by her loving parents Antonio and Anita Tomé.
Maria Alice was born in Fundao Portugal and immigrated to Canada in July 1964 with her family. As a teen, she helped her parents in the orchard and worked at Collins Department Store.
Maria Alice attended school in Oliver, graduating from Southern Okanagan Secondary School in 1974. She married her husband, John Ferreira, on April 13, 1974.
At age 19, she started working at Oliver Credit Union and spent nearly 40 years with Interior Savings Credit Union.
Maria Alice had great business sense; she and her husband owned and operated an orchard and packing house for more than 20 years. In the last 20 years, they transformed their property from orchard trees to the vineyard and winery as we know it: Quinta Ferreira Estate Winery.
In addition to running the business, she was on the board of directors for the Oliver Osoyoos Winery Association, and was a member of the Oliver Chamber of Commerce.
She loved travelling, attending winery events, and socializing with family and friends. In years past, she enjoyed hobbies such as macramé, ceramics and sewing.
Maria Alice was a loving and caring wife, mother, grandmother, sister, sister-in-law and friend to many. She will be truly missed by all.
Family and friends are invited to attend Friday, December 27, at 6:00 pm for prayers and Saturday, December 28, at 11:00 am for the funeral mass. Both will be held at Christ The King Church in Oliver. Interment and committal will follow at the Oliver Municipal Cemetery with a reception after the committal at Christ The King Church Hall.
Condolences and tributes may be directed to the family by visiting: www.nunes-pottinger.com
As December creeps on and the big day approaches, thoughts of past Christmases come to mind.
As a child, Christmas was a very simple affair. The stockings held goodies that would be laughed at by todays’ children. Always, in the toe would be a much coveted mandarin orange. A luxury in the late forties and early fifties, usually only available around Christmas time and an expensive and rare treat.
There would inevitably be a sugar mouse tucked in the stocking. These were made entirely of sugar, moulded into the shape of a mouse or a pig. Always white with a pink nose and so sickeningly sweet that even as a child I could only nibble on it for a few minutes at a time.
Sometimes a few coins went in the stocking and quite often some nuts in their shells. Sticking out of the top o the stocking would be a Christmas cracker that was saved for dinner time. Stockings were enjoyed before breakfast, and the actual presents after the meal. I always got a couple of books, from my mother, as I was an avid reader from a very early age.
There would always be a knitted cardigan and knitted socks off grandma, some sort of bath products from my unmarried aunt, who always came for a few days at Christmas time and usually a very elaborate doll from one of my other aunts. This aunt, who had a bit of a reputation, lived in London and only seen a couple of times a year.
Her arrivals were usually frowned upon my other relatives as she was always dressed in the most gorgeous clothes, high heels and big suitcase. I thought she looked like a film star but realized, in later days, that she earned her money in ways not approved of by the rest of the family. Her doll would be the highlight of my Christmas.
The meal would consist of a large chicken which grandma called a capon, I’m not sure what this was but seemed to take ages to cook as was stuffed, trussed and put in the oven early. Veggies would all be peeled and ready to cook, the Christmas pudding would be put on to steam then we went off to church. Upon return it would be my job to set the table while the veggies were cooked then we sat down to Christmas dinner.
Crackers were pulled and the contents, which in those days were nice little gifts and a paper hat that would be worn, by everyone, for the rest of the day. Dishes were cleared and cleaned by the rest of the family and order always restored well before three pm, when “the Queen’s speech” would be listened to on the radio, and in later years, the television.
I found it rather boring but had learned that this was a time to sit and behave as her Majesty was to be listened to with reverence and silence. Afternoon was my time to read one of my new books and snooze time for grandma, while my mom and the two aunts chatted. Later the rest of the family arrived, another aunt and two uncles, all with children in tow, came and had supper with us. Usually a festive meal of cold meats, salads and lots of fruit jellies and mince pies.
Our Christmas in those days was simple and all about family. No phone for long distance calls to relatives who lived far away. No electronic toys, nothing that needed assembling and everyone went to church. Simple times, a time to share and although Santa was the children’s hero, the birth of the infant Jesus is what was celebrated.