Banff Springs Hotel Staff Reunion Website

 

1960's

 

 

Larry Silverberg - Summer 1960 - Houseman

I worked as a houseman for the Summer.  My immediate supervisor was Gerry Tilson and his boss was Mrs. Mcauley (I think). I lived with 5 or 6 other guys in a log cabin away from regular staff quarters, in the woods. I seem to recall that the cabin was built for Sir John A Mcdonald for his honeymoon. My cabin mates were Gerry McIntyre, Dave Dalgetti, Ray Sewell, Ken Jensen and Robert and Roger Ste Marie. I'd love to hear from them and any others.

 

Mary Lynne Dewhurst - Summer 1966 - Kitchen Staff

I was one of the many university students from Eastern Canada, in my case Montreal, who worked at the hotel.  I was part of the main kitchen staff and worked in the salad room with Yvonne and Lynn and roomed with Alison and Judy. I would very much like to hear from my former co-workers and roommates and anyone else who was a member of the kitchen staff that Summer. You can contact me C/O this website to get my email address. 

 

 

 

Chuck Leuw – 1969-1971. Boiler Washer, Maintenance Electrician.

I was very pleased to find the website, and sad in some way that no one
from the 1960's has found it yet.

I started working at the BSH in January 1969, worked there until September
1969, came back in January 1970 until September 1970, back in December
1970, and then finally left in August 1971 if my memory serves me
correctly. I started as a boiler washer for 3 months in 1969, then as a
maintenance electrician after that. Nothing could compare to working at the
hotel in the winter time, no tourists, and walking through the huge
building all by oneself - left to explore and imagine. Not too mention I
was responsible for fixing all things electrical as well as the
elevators. That meant I could go anywhere in the hotel, anytime. Banff and
the hotel was so peaceful during this time you can only imagine. Then of
course the summer came, and the 950+/- staff out of the 10,000 applicants
vying for the $37 per week jobs, plus tips, and including room and
board. If they stayed the summer, they got there train fare paid back,
otherwise they were on the hook to get back home. Hence they sought always
to employ people from down east, and in some of the more menial jobs, they
always had the people from Digby, Nova Scotia. That is another story.

The guest room did exist at one time, but having walked through the hotel
so many times and in all the nooks and crannies, there really wasn't a room
like that left. There were some interesting spots, and one could say
rooms, that were only accessible by climbing through a wall panel located in
one of the fire stairs. You wouldn't know of these areas unless you were
made aware of them. I also remember being able to crawl between the floors
above the lobby foyer. The bellman's room was only accessible by the
service elevator.

I lived in Chateau Ramsey, which was the small building beside the upper
Annex, and where the Hotel Manager, Cliff Watson lived. Following Cliff's
departure. Pat Fitt, VP CP Hotels, took over for a short stint to clean the
place up - he was known as Mr. Clean - a very stern, impeccably dressed,
gentlemen who I had the good fortune to run into when he was in mid-80's in
Calgary back in the late 90's. I left shortly after Ivor Petrak assumed the
helm of the hotel. I worked directly for the Chief, Dave Riddoch who sadly
passed away in December 2003.

One of the good fortunes of having worked in the maintenance area was that
many of the staff had worked at the hotel for as many as 30 years before I
had arrived, and so I worked with a very interesting group of characters
who had a lot of the history of the hotel. I wish I could remember all the
stories. I was close with Sam McAuley - the BSH resident 'ghost' - who had
always said he would haunt the hotel. Sam could tell stories that I wish
now I had recorded. Although, the current head bellman, Mo, who has worked
at the hotel since 1966 as I recall, told me that he started the ghost
story. I guess I'd like to think that Sam still walks the halls. I also
have fond memories of Ralph the garbage man. He was one of the kindest
people you could ever possibly meet, and the most trustworthy. I could
have given Ralph a hundred million dollars to watch and the dust would be
on the currency when you got back regardless of time.


There are so many stories and wonderful events and people. It truly was
one of the more memorable times of my life, and if I could turn back the
hands of time, I would do it all over again.

I am currently in Australia, have been since September 1999, but the
mountains always seem to have this calling for me, more so than the sea.

 

 

 

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