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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

With thanks to my first readers, my mother-in-law Carol Clement and my late father-in-law John Clement, for their diligence and enthusiasm for every chapter dispensed; my good friend Candace Thompson for her marginal happy and sad faces letting me know that the parts intended to be humorous or sad hit their mark; my father, Douglas Golding, and his oldest friend, John McDermid, for their many helpful reflections about Brampton in years past.

With gratitude to the second-floor librarians at the Brampton Four Corners Library who helped me manage reels and reels of microfiche; to the thorough investigative work of Samantha Thompson and her team at the Peel Archives; to the fabulous team at Blue Moon Publishers: Heidi Sander, Talia Crockett, Jamie Arts, and Allister Thompson; to my amazingly talented website and graphic designer, Kevin Patterson; my dear friend and diligent researcher, Colleen Mahoney; and my dear friend Meghan Robertson for her encouragement and support, the provision of facts about certain Winnipeg connections and the supply of her lovely mother-in-law, Erica Rueter, for her knowledge of many things German and Austrian.

With heartfelt thanks to my husband, Tony Clement, who encouraged me year after year to continue the project and to my children Alex, Maxine, and Elexa, who endured countless retellings of “interesting” tidbits I came across in my research.

With thanks to my mother Barbara Golding, who taught me the importance of and the joy that comes from caring for those who came before us.

Finally, with special thanks to my many friends, whose love and support helped me complete this book this year. Space does not permit me to list all their names, but their names start with an: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, R, S, T, V, and W. You are angels!

—LG, February 2019

Stephens Family Tree

Straussenhoffer Family Tree

…Christmas! The word comes with a new meaning in 1914. We have known peace so long that we can hardly comprehend war; we have dwelt so long beneath the flag of liberty that we know not what fetters mean but in our ease and our content we have perhaps grown selfish and indifferent to those less fortunate. Christmas of 1914 has torn away our selfish indolence. We know now that the brotherhood of man and the fatherhood of God have a deeper meaning than we have realized…

Editorial, Conservator, December 24, 1914