A Village from the Past

In August Sandra took Nick, my nephew, and I to the Ukranian Village. It was like walking into the past. There were many refurbished original houses, farms, tools and so forth. I instantly fell in love with this simple life that the Ukranian's had when they first came to Canada. It was tough, most houses were first made from mud and then when they could save up enough money they could build a proper home.  (Click here for more)
 The people who work there represent actual people and they have to talk and dress like them.
This is from the website:
"The Ukrainian Cultural Heritage Village is an open-air museum that was built to resemble pioneer settlements in east central Alberta.  Buildings from the surrounding communities have been moved to the Village and restored to various years within the first part of the twentieth century.  As well, you can often meet people in historic costumes here who play the roles of the men, women and children who lived at the time."

"The Ukrainian Cultural Heritage Village's "living history" approach to interpretation lets you experience history in a very direct and personal way.  Because the costumed staff at the site are "living in the past" in authentically recreated environments, they will speak to you from their perspective of the year 1930 or earlier.  Their conversations and activities are based on detailed research and oral history interviews with people who lived in east central Alberta before 1930.  Therefore, the Village is able to recreate the lives of the individuals who once lived in each of the site's historic buildings.  In some cases, the people being represented are still alive!"
http://tapor.ualberta.ca/heritagevillage/menu1.php

Uncle Alan worked in the blacksmith shop acting as the blacksmith John Demchuk, who had partially mechanized it by adapting a Model T car engine as a power source for his tools.


The pictures where I am looking very pathetic show the jail/court house. This lady was acting as the constable's wife and this was her house. I was in the jail.