Oh Oh Schou Street Elementary gives up it's secrets. Just WHO are these little rascals. Circa late 40's/ early 50's give or take. You know who you are. Clydesdale Street Kids to be sure BUT that and beyond. Say "HELLO" to the Broadview gang!
Monday, February 02, 2009
Schou Street Elementary Gives Up it's secrets
Oh Oh Schou Street Elementary gives up it's secrets. Just WHO are these little rascals. Circa late 40's/ early 50's give or take. You know who you are. Clydesdale Street Kids to be sure BUT that and beyond. Say "HELLO" to the Broadview gang!
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- A Smart Cowboy Knew How To Save The Day
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- When We Were Cowboys!
- We Wanted To Run
- We Screamed and Screamed!
- His Eyes Were Bug Wide
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- The Secret Signal
- Spiders Bite But Ants Would Tickle
- CLYDESDALE KIDS WROTE THE SCRIPT!
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- Time Seemed To Stand Still
- So Sweet It Was.
- Oh The Shivers. Those Were Black Moments.
- They Were Just Mean Faces On Little Legs
- THE WORLD'S WORST ACTOR!
- The Rest Of Us Never Stopped To Ask Questions
- Hank Grenda Loved His Sports
- I Slept Under The Bed
- It Would Never Happen Again
- COMICS WERE PRECIOUS!
- Still Creek Had Fish
- There Could Be No Santa Claus Tonight
- Girls Smelled Different
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- Robert (Bobby) Tuss
- Just one of the 'Kids of Clydesdale Street'. The life and times when innocence and wonder filled our days. A reflection on how the generations have changed with time, and more how a little street disappeared resurfacing as a gateway artery to and out of Vancouver British Columbia Canada. Under the asphalt we remain and young dreams, aspirations and passing time mold both our journey and ultimate destiny. Enjoy. Clydesdale Street could be your own street. Anywhere. Your own youth. Your own reality. A great time it was. Kicking stones, make believe, simple pleasures brought happiness and the carefree vision on our world.