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The Lighthouse: A Love Story

My grandparents honeymoon

My grandparents honeymoon, Liverpool England, 1937


They met in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, England while my grandfather was studying to become a Naval Architect, and my grandmother was studying to be his best friend. '
By Citizen Correspondent Ashley MacDonald
Date Posted: 02/12/08
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My grandparents were in love with the ocean and each other...

Richard and Dorothy Lowery are my grandparents and their love story is something that has always inspired me. They met in Newcastle-upon-Tyne, England while my grandfather was studying to become a Naval Architect, and my grandmother was studying to be his best friend.

Soon after my grandpa graduated, they started their odyssey living in dozens of cities before settling in Montreal and then their final port of call, Vancouver. My grandpa would follow the work, and my grandma would follow him. (She was a dancer although would never admit to it except if she was tap-dancing with me after dinner on the linoleum of our kitchen).

In the early 1940's my grandparents settled in Singapore, they were there for 5 years before the war broke out, and they had no choice but to flee. They moved to Melborne, Australia while my grandmother was pregnant with my mom.

My grandmother was quite the seamstress, and while my grandparents didn't have a lot of money after leaving their home in Singapore so suddenly when my mother was born, my grandmother went to work on her Christening gown, she made it out of the linen found in my grandpas blueprints, I wore the same dress years later at my own Christening.

After being in Australia for 18 months, Canada's opportunities were too good to ignore. They traveled by ship to Montreal, with my mother as a toddler because my grandpa always thought, why travel any other way than by sea.

He became the Vice-President and Chief Technical Officer, of Canada Steamship Lines, and proved himself as a very talented architect.


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Re: The Lighthouse: A Love Story

By ashley, February 13, 2008 at 16:23

Just as a follow up.

I forwarded this story on to that side of my family we have a complicated and strained relationship together, but I felt that my grandparents children deserved to read about their parents.

This is what my mother's comment was:
"Whenever I visited Dad, he had a large beautiful black and white photograph of Mum always near him. There were many fingerprints and kisses all over the glass that you could see when the light reflected on the glass. I always thought Dad died of a broken heart with the complications of Alzheimer's. I do remember the tap dancing as we would all cram into the bathroom as it was the best surface to dance on. They were completely crazy about each other and as the story goes, he waved to her at the bus stop for seven years before he got the nerve up to ask her out."

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love Story

By Paul Sullivan, February 14, 2008 at 08:48

The last paragraph leaves me shaky. Beautiful.

Paul Sullivan,
Editor-In-Chief

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love Story

By Michelle Kenneth, February 13, 2008 at 17:58

Awww...now that makes me tear up. That is so beautiful.

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love Story

By Heather Wallace, February 14, 2008 at 07:10

Love conquers all. (Or at least trumps it)

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love Story

By Robyn Stubbs, February 13, 2008 at 08:49

So, so lovely... and the old photos of your grandparents were the perfect touch!

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love story

By Heather Wallace, February 13, 2008 at 08:20

Brought a tear to my eye. A lovely story. Especially the image of your grandmother smashing the champagne on the hull. Thanks Ash!

Re: The Lighthouse: A Love story

By Michelle Kenneth, February 13, 2008 at 07:59

I love hearing old love stories. I don't know why, but it always seems that love stories of old were the truest stories of all. I have yet to hear amazing love stories taking place now.

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