_ 18 — Sunday, January 12, 1997 ~ North Shore News Memories of snow and hot cocea fooforah in the Fraser Canyon that trapped all sorts of people for near- ly a week brought back ‘a lot of memories to my ‘husband ; and me. : When we married in 1942 _ he-was driving truck from 16 hours these days, just about the time it took my husband to get from here to the Chasm. He was paid $42.50 per wip for roughly 1,000 miles travelled, and bought his food and hotel rooms out of that, netting about $27 per week. Drivers nowadays on that route get 40 cents a mile — it’s roughly a thousand miles return — and have no hotel expense. Mind you, a bed most places on the road in those days was 75 cents, a few were up to a dollar, and in the wintertime the last guy in put another log in the oil-barrel heater. Room keys were laid out, you took your pick. When there was heavy snow, the trucks drove three and four together. Northbound trucks always had the right of way, which meant on the downhill return tip you would have to back up to the last passing place that was cleared. Clearing was - done at the whim of the snow- ‘removers — actually the (Canyon road was officially closed in winter months, the toll at Yale was lifted for that period, and local men manned the ploughs at their leisure. If . they didn’t have Ieisure, you - waited. One’ winter of the three my husband experienced, the snow was so heavy between Yale and Boston Bar that it had been possible for ‘them to plough only one lane, and the snow cither side was -: so high and so hard the drivers .... had to fold up their rear-view “_ mirrors to protect them from - bein scraped right off. a rucks were the only source of supply for groceries, tire ‘os was on hold, due tore not quite ¢ army would- 30 he took on - “A New % e Finally Here “