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Erickson Ladies' Curling Club, 1979-80 Paulsen Trophy. Left to Right:

Harry Paulsen, Marge Gregorash, Leona Gustafson, Debbie Gustafson and Gladys VI/berg.

EMlL LARSEN ..• one of the forgotten men

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Icernakers are the forgotten men of curling. They are the fel­ lows in the back room. When the curlers step on the ice the last man they think about is their ieemaker, who spends hours in pro­ v.ding them with perfect ice. They take everything for granted. Rut Jet any heet "fall against the turn" and listen to the llrunting.

"A zood icemaker is a jewel." said a Civic-Caley curler. "and we've one of the best in the business." Drop in any night at the Civic-Caley and you'll see II slight built, unobtrusive man moving from sheet to heet, keeping his eye on every rock going down the slippery surface.

That quiet personality is Emil Larsen, 'who's been in the ice­ making profession for over 20 years. Emil left Denmark when he \135 22 and farmed in Saskatchewan and then migrated to Erick­ Ron, Manitoba, in 1930. "The Erlcksenvclub needed an -icemaker, so they elected me to the job in 1943. I farmed in the summer and made ice in the winter," said Emil, as we chatted with him over a cup of coffee.

The Civic-Caleys heard of his reputation a.<; an ice maker, so they invited him to come and make ice (or them in 1956, and save for a year in Kitnnat, B.C., the transplanted Norwegian is start­ ing his ninth year with Civic-Caleys,

"You say you spent a year out in British Columbia. How come you didn't slav there?"

"Too milch rain," grinned the C-C icemaker.

Emil hasn't done any curling since his Erickson days, hill one year he skipped a rink in the Caley's novelty bonspiel, "and would you believe it, Scotty, our rink won a prize."

THE OPEN AIR SKATING RINK AND ERICKSON AND DISTRICT MEMORIAL ARENA

by Wendell Johnston

Long before skating rinks were built, and committees formed to organize skating clubs and hockey teams, skaters spent many an hour on the numerous sloughs and lakes in the surrounding area. Exciting were the games played amongst the various teams that represented the different districts in our municipality. Do the Muskrats and the Doo Dads sound familiar?

Prior to having the outdoor rink at Erickson, Leda "Buttermilk" Lake provided ice for the enthusiastic skaters and hockey players. A shelter served as a change room and the kids themselves would keep the ice clear of snow.

In or around the year 1930, the first open air skating rink was built in Erickson on the land where the Lions playground is now situated, and the lumber for the waiting room was donated by the Wickdahls. As is the case now, the sale of coffee and lunches helped to provide the necessary funds for the operation of the rink. The ladies talk about having to carry water for coffee, melt snow for washing dishes, and sometimes even split and carry wood to keep the boiler of coffee simmering on the old cook stove while snow might be sifting through the

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