Author: cjeanneb

Fisher Family Historical Plaque Burlington

The mysterious disappearance of the Fisher Family Plaque that had been standing near the intersection of the QEW and Guelph Line (behind where the Holiday Inn now stands) and where the Fisher’s Corners School was located has been solved!! And rectified; more or less…

Apparently the developers of the land behind the Holiday Inn, finding the Cairn and plaque in their way, removed it, discarded the stone and left the plaque with the City. This was discovered after Jamie Fisher initiated an inquiry and was referred to the Burlington Historical Society. The BHS did some investigative work and found the Plaque was in the basement of the City Hall and the stones long gone. Since the Plaque was originally mounted on a Cairn of stones from the original Fisher homestead ;Shady Cottage, which was part of the inscription on the Plaque and the stones and the location were no longer available for re-erecting the Cairn it was decided that the BHS would have a new Plaque made which would be hung on the Guelph Line entrance to the Burlington Center Mall, that being where our forefather, Peter Fisher, settled in 1821.

November 30th 2021, with short notice to the Fisher’s, the BHS scheduled an unveiling ceremony for the new plaque. There were three Fisher’s present at this brief but auspicious (for the future of the plaque for another generation at least) occasion. Nate Fisher, from the Murray Fisher clan and Jamie Fisher and Jeanne Bullock, from the Paul Fisher clan.

Nate Fisher, James Fisher and Jeanne Bullock

One year anniversary of the Reunion; Oct 26th 2019-2020

Hello Family!

Quite the year it has been for the world and the human race. I am filled with gratitude that the reunion took place while Dad could see the fulfillment of seeing so many of the family connected and together. And that it was a time before we had any awareness of Covid and we could hug and handshake to our hearts content.

I had great intentions of posting family updates regularly, but that may have to wait until next year. Cam’s son Mike and a friend did some photographing at the farm with a drone during the early Covid days. This is our favourite with the pears in blossom.

It was a good year over all for the pears. I believe dad may have had a hand in it, as the new orchards produced the harvest he dreamed of when we planted them.

We hope that everyone is doing well and wish you all the best!!

Aunt Edith’s Daffodils

Peter Fisher 1931-2020

Fisher, Peter Allen

Peter Allen Fisher passed away peacefully on January 5th at home with his family. Peter farmed in Burlington for his 88 years and he was the fourth generation of Fisher’s to farm in Burlington. He was passionate about his family, church, community and the agricultural industry in Ontario. He was an active member in; the Optimist Club, Port Nelson Church and their Mission and Outreach program, Nelson Youth Project, Habitat for Humanity, coaching youth hockey teams, helping children, families and friends. Peter was a President of the Ontario Fruit and Vegetable Growers Association, the Farm Safety Organization and active in many other farm organizations. His interest in orchards, pears and conservation took him to Australia and South America to learn more. In recognition of his many contributions to his community he was named Burlington Citizen of the Year in 2000. His kindness, patience and sense of humour shone through in every interaction. Peter was predeceased by his beloved wife Jane (Rolston) Fisher. He will be deeply missed by his large circle of family, extended family, friends and all those who knew him well.

Cremation has taken place. Visitation at SMITH’S FUNERAL HOME, 485 Brant Street, (one block north of City Hall), BURLINGTON (905-632-3333), on Friday, January 10 from 3 – 5 p.m. and 7 – 9 p.m. A Service of Remembrance will be held at Port Nelson United Church (3132 South Drive, Burlington) on Saturday, January 11 at 1:30 pm reception immediately following at the church. Interment Union Burial Grounds, Burlington at a later date. For those who wish, donations in memory of Peter to Port Nelson United Church, the Bruce Trail Conservancy, or Habitat for Humanity would be sincerely appreciated by the family.

Susan and Hugh Egener family December 27th 2019

Here’s a recent picture of our family taken December 27, 2019 on Hugh’s 70th birthday.
Top row. Jory Kunn, boyfriend of daughter Natasha. Son Luke, his wife Tashina, Callie and Mike Egener
Bottom row. Bob Apps, daughter Anitra Apps with her daughter Clarissa. Freddy Egener(Mike’s son) in front of Junior Apps. Hugh is holding Josie Apps . I have Bo Egener (Luke’s son) on my lap with Mika Egener(Mike’s daughter) beside me; Susan (Fisher) Egener

Farm thoughts from Susan Egener

I have a few thoughts about farm life. It was the best life as a child growing up on a farm.There were always adventures from walking through the sweet blossom-filled orchards, to skating on patches of ice that formed throughout the orchards, to summers picking fruit, to kick- the- can especially in the fall, and to the endless joy of eating fresh apples, pears, peaches, and plums that we picked from the trees.I have fond memories of visiting “Shady Cottage” as a young girl with Uncle Paul and Aunt Evelyn. We would often walk there through the orchards and across the tracks with our Dad. He would always be telling us stories. I could detect the weather from the sound of a train. We would hear how the homeless, who road the rails during the thirties and war years would find nourishment at “Shady Cottage” and a place to sleep in the barn. Uncle Paul introduced me to a “corn cob” pipe! The things you remember!Our four children loved going to Grandma’s and Grandpa’s ( Olga and Bill)-the freedom to play outdoors and be with their cousins. They enjoyed selecting their apples from the huge bins in the barnyard.There was nothing like harvest time to us-tractors and wagons laden with fruit, trucks coming and going. “The Pickers”, usually Italian workers from Hamilton who we all got to know over the years. Their lively chatter could be heard throughout the orchard.We are presently living in Calgary where we settled after travelling abroad with the Canadian military for 33 years. Our children have all settled “out west.” We have 6 Grandchildren-2 just recently born. We spend our time between Calgary and our beautiful cottage in B.C.We spent many years travelling back and forth across the country to the farm. Our children knew the importance and value of farm life.Hopefully we can visit sometime in the near future when we travel “back east.” Our thoughts are with you all as you enjoy a fun weekend talking old stories and getting reacquainted.
Cheers
Susan and Family

Peter Fisher, Habitat for Humanity

Do you remember these:

We remember it,
never really thought about it much but,
where is it now??

Laurie and Rick Davison Family

Taken at Davison cottage on Lake of Bays, July 2016, missing are the 2 youngest grandkids.
Michele and Bryce Davison, Greg, Charlie and Ashley Schmidt, Frances Ballard (now Davison) and Palmer Davison.

Rocky Crest Resort, Sept 14/19
at the wedding of Palmer Davison and Frances Ballard
Greg Schmidt
Ring bearer Charlie Schmidt
Flower girl Poppy Schmidt
Wagon rider Quin Davison

Laurie Davison- Memories

My memories of Grandad’s life when I was young were his love of the cocker spaniels; Corky and ?? He spent so much time in his garden at the side of their home where he grew his wonderful glads.

We always had a lot of fox and mink stoles around that Gran had made, heads and all. I kept several up until about 10 years ago and then finally had to say good-bye. They were awesome with their little heads and beautifully furred bodies, so healthy looking. When we moved to the farm (in 1957) the dens and cages; wherever the foxes had been raised and lived, were gone. It was only the hen houses that were still there. Then we built our yard for our horse across from the Hordyks house before you went over the service road.

Gran and Grandad was very involved with Trinity United, then Wellington Square Church. I know our attendance at Sunday School made them both very happy. Living beside them I met all of their very good church friends. Sunday nights they might have friends over playing the mandolin (Grandad) and the guitar (Gran) or the many other instruments that they had in their home and Gran was the master of. There would be singing and camaraderie. Any of the sweets that were left over John and I would be the recipient of the next day!

I remember the tennis court was a family gathering spot for many years and Grandad, in addition to his glads, had planted so many beautiful rose bushes at the back of their home and the hatcheries, they lasted even after the by-pass to Toronto was put in.

My Grandad was a great companion to play pool with and a great one to give calm advice. I loved to go over to their home in the early evening when I knew they would be having dinner and chat with them. I thought it was so cool that then they sat on their couch and held hands … imagine that!