Search Results: Eileen Pedersen

The Transformation of Trail’s Stone Bleachers

By Huckleberry Press / May 31, 2021 /

Sixty years ago, Guglielmo “Bill” Di Domenico and Stefano “Steve” Como built a stone retaining wall in Trail’s most beautiful and unique Gyro Park.

Paying Homage to Trail’s Stonemason, ‘Bill’ Di Domenico

By Huckleberry Press / March 11, 2021 /

Trail’s beloved stonemason Guglielmo “Bill” Di Domenico has died. We are mourning his loss.

At Home With Myself

By Huckleberry Press / January 30, 2021 /

Isolated at home, freshly showered and all dressed up…. With SOMEWHERE to go: My Office.

BUON NATALE! A Northern Italian Christmas

By Huckleberry Press / December 18, 2020 /

My sister Anita, 93, was born in 1927 and came to Canada in 1938 ….she’s old enough to be my mother, I know, but I set her straight on that a couple decades ago!!

The Metal Wedding Band

By Huckleberry Press / November 27, 2020 /

Two of my uncles died during WWI in Northeast Italy—one, my mom’s brother Vincenzo, a Red Cross soldier; and the other, my dad’s brother Attilio, a soldier who succumbed to The Great Influenza of 1918.

Thanksgiving 2020

By Huckleberry Press / October 19, 2020 /

Butterfly turkey with fennel, leeks, sausage, and ricotta stuffing! What? Yes. That’s what I’m making for 14 of us tomorrow for Thanksgiving

The Blue Bath Robe

By Huckleberry Press / October 4, 2020 /

My fantasy trip, ‘Dancing Down the Mississippi’, becomes a reality in the fall of 2000.

Elvis’ Autograph and Blue Bath Robe

By Huckleberry Press / September 19, 2020 /

I’m 24. I just moved to “the Lower Mainland” where I’d teach school for six years. I meet Jane Ujimoto and we plan a trip to San Francisco for the following year.

Intermezzo!

By Huckleberry Press / August 6, 2020 /

by Eileen Pedersen, Trail, BC It’s Saturday afternoon in Trail, BC. 1955. Opera is blaring on the radio. My mom loves it. I hate it. I can’t understand a word.…

That Damned Alzheimers

By Huckleberry Press / July 23, 2020 /

The phone rings. “Mom’s doctor said she shouldn’t be driving; we canceled her car insurance.” I scream inside: she’s not that bad!!