Destitute, unemployed and an impostor: my family's journey after the Halifax Explosion

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  1. Disir

    Disir Gold Member

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    Nellie was giving her baby a bath when she heard a muffled bang.

    Her ears were stuffed with cotton, a treatment for an ear condition. She leaned over to pull Charlie from the tub so she could investigate the noise when the house exploded.

    It was just after 9 a.m. on Dec. 6, 1917.

    Nellie and Charlie were at 50 Veith St., in the heart of what was called Richmond at the time.

    They were about 300 metres away from the Mont-Blanc — ground zero.

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    This is the story of three sisters: Emma, Laura and Nellie.

    The trio, who were in their twenties, ran a music studio teaching piano to people in Halifax's north end.

    All of them survived that gruesome day.

    Emma was my great-grandmother.

    I was born and raised in Toronto, but all my life I've known that Dec. 6 was an important day in my family's history.

    I can remember telling my friends about it at school when I was a kid. To our generation, the explosion was something mentioned in a popular Heritage Minute that told of Vince Coleman's sacrifice.

    It wasn't until a few weeks ago, as I pored over the Halifax newspapers from the days that followed the explosion, that I realized just how remarkable it is that every member of my family survived.
    Destitute, unemployed and an impostor: my family's journey after the Halifax Explosion

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  2. rightwinger

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    It is supposed to be the largest explosion until Hiroshima
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