The Fricks – 44 Doncaster St.
From Beth (Frick) Vanderloos
I too lived on Doncaster St, #44. I was 3 years old in 1943 when my mom and dad moved into that house and I remained there until I was 28 and my Mom and Dad were there until 1982. My parents raised 7 children in that 4 bedroom house and all the boys were upstairs in the two bedrooms and 3 girls were in the small room at the back of the house. I remember the wooden sidewalks the cinder driveways. Carlton St. was just a dirt road and no sign of Lancaster Park or Fairview Mall. We knew everyone on the street and you never had to lock your doors. There was a creek running behind the houses on the south side of Doncaster and that is were we played with no fear of falling in and drowning. We even swung from a rope across the creek. My oldest brother went to war when he was 18 and when he came home my mom and dad had a big “welcome home” sign across the front of the house.
