Here is the old train station built in 1899 and still in use today.
Kenora has a very pretty location on Lake of the Woods, and Jim remembered it being a very wealthy town at one time.
There was one restaurant from the eating bible and we made our way downtown. The whole downtown is under construction as they are replacing water and sewer lines that are over 100 years old, so the downtown businesses have been hurting most of the summer. The restaurant is Greek and family owned, and the new generation of owners have been making efforts to cook in a more healthy way, so that was nice. We had to split a dessert 'cause I have never heard of ekmek. It is a traditional Greek dessert which was served mostly to the upper class and the recipe has been handed down from their grandmother. Cookie soaked in honey and cointreau and topped with custard and whipped cream. Oh yeah....
The next day we set out to find Jim's great-uncle Nelson (his grandfather's brother). He remembered visiting him in Kenora as a young boy in 1950 on a family vacation. He thought Uncle Nel was old at that time, but as a youngster, everyone is old! He knew he had been a Lieutenant Colonel in WWI and knew approximately where he lived, but that was about it. We had our work cut out for us!
We decided to head to the Legion first thinking they might have a picture of him or maybe his name would be on a placque. At the legion, there was a large line-up of elderly people. Good grief, we had hit flu shot day! The lady at the legion couldn't find anything on Uncle Nel, but she asked one of the older gents who knew somebody else who happened to be there getting his flu shot. We went over to speak to him and a man behind him in the line said "Colonel Schnarr? He was on my paper route when I was a boy. He used to give me a two-bit tip every week, and that was a lot of money in those days!" He told us the area where he had lived so we decided to go there. On the way out, the lady working in the office suggested we try the cemetery as well so we had another lead.
We drove to the area where Jim thought he had lived, but everything of course was so different and there was no use trying to pinpoint a house. We headed off to the cemetery.
So with more papers in hand, we set off for the museum. The girl there was very busy with school groups and other duties, but she was more than obliging and pleased to show us several pictures, these being two of the best.
Everyone in Kenora was just so helpful and friendly. We certainly ended up with far more information than we ever thought we would!
From there it was time to head off to Winnipeg, hopefully to find some of Jim's cousins.