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When I was a little girl the Christmas season began with the Eaton's Santa Claus Parade. We'd get up early on a Saturday morning, put on our long johns. woollen socks, snow suits, scarves mittens and boots and go down town to the city and stand, for what seemed like hours 'til the parade began. Most of Toronto showed up and everyone had their particular spot, Some folks even carried ladders for a better look. The upside down clowns, the floats, the smiling girls in shimmering gowns and the bands lead by the majorettes twirling their batons and hig,h stepping to the music in their white boots were my favourites. Oh. it was a thrill, when the 48th Highlanders in their big, bear hats marched by playing the bagpipes and Santa smiled down from his IIIIIIISIMAS PASI IN -rlilRff0f1 ’. _::,:.',:);',),): x %W” So tu rd 0% t)r °7€Zm m November 6th The Parade starts at Coulter Avenue and proceeds south down Weston Road, ending at Dennison Road. You’ll see bands, fancy floats, clowns and much more to delight you. Come out and enjoy the friendliness of the Weston Community! The Weston Letter Carriers are going to be in the Parade. Write your letters to Santa and they will collect them along the route and see that they are delivered to the North Pole! "HOME OF THE BICYCLE" s,,oit"ia'i,i, E83 004%» I _ D Em} / NEWS&‘V|EWS W i_i, r “V 'r, Pot the Parade starts at 1 1 :IO am sharp widsl. SHOPPERS DRUG MART PUBLISHED BY THE WESTON BUSINESS COMMUNITY EDITION 94 VOLUME4 ll 1995 Weston Road immediately following the parade! Photo with Santa at '(jil(C) it; ugc-AV-‘x sag, .L. e, _ 12% (ji)(jilije(ji5ji) At King Street School, we always had a Christmas Concert. Our teacher would have us learn a poem and a song. We'd practice until we knew the lines in our sleep. The night of the "do tt all we kids would sit on the stairs of the big wide staircase and when it was our turn we would stand up and do our very best. Our parents would be beaming up at us from their chairs in rows in the hall. sleigh. tt Ho, Ho, Ho" he'd shout and "Merry Christmas". In High School, I was a Christmas tree in the parade and I waved and smiled my way along, the route and got paid for one of the happiest days of my life. '94 - Morj Mossmon Wesfon Historical Society LawrenceVWenue Wesf Highway 4m Oak Stree’r N "il psi.?. oulty Ave _'ili_El'f)'ififlIii'f'tii,,] 'Ill/iii),".]?] "914% S, Station ueet $1 , ' t Ft ll I it DGDDEDL‘I RQQQ, John Street " on! 'd [may 2)