The Lake Charlotte Taxi Service

mud in the spring, dust in the summer

After the war, my Grandad was discharged from the army. With his discharge money, he bought a car. Back then, there were very few cars in their community. He used his car to start a taxi business out of the family home in Upper Lakeville

My Nanny, who lived in nearby Clam Harbour had just finished her grade ten. Unfortunately there was no one in the community who could teach her the lessons required to have her grade eleven. The school in Oyster Pond had grade eleven. My Nanny was invited to go there.

These days, the drive from Clam Harbour to Oyster Pond takes a little better than fifteen minutes. Back then, it was an old dirt road, rutted and full of potholes. The journey could take well over an hour. The duration of the trip really depended on how often a driver had to stop and change the tires on the car.

Given it took so long and my Nanny didn’t have a car, she boarded with Mrs. Jennex in Oyster Pond. My Granddad would pick her up every Sunday afternoon from her house in Clam Harbou…