That was the story of the day. Our local ice hockey arena went to the ground. This meant one rink and parts of a second were devastated, as well as damage to the curling rink. Interestingly, the Scotties provincial curling tournament was on at the same time. They’ve moved to a town 3/4 of an hour down the road.
This is quite the study in small town grapevines as well as the internet. A picture of the burning rink came onto the local radio station website and soon the page with the pictures was down (probably too many hits??). Meanwhile people were phoning, and talking, and seeing each other, and sitting gabbing at hair salons, and drinking coffee and chatting. Now, as the sun goes down, the word is that this was an accidental fire started by repair people, that funding for rebuilding may come from the NHL players association, that a new complex will arise from the ashes, that the 100th celebration of the town will now be a time to gather round and build something new!!
We are a town of eternal optimists. We’ve claimed to be a city for 3 or 4 decades, and the census never verifies our optimism. But does that stop us? NO WAY! We press on to greater glory – Kindersley, the town that could!
Hey Ron
I thought you might have something posted, thanks for the pix and the info!
I checked earlier and scabbed the Dutch Sheets quote and already sent it to one of my quote buddies. That is a truly great quote and maybe applies to your comments above about coffee, oh wait, that’s sometimes stewing, not marinating!
Go Kindersley! Rise up with the prairie determination and charm.