Stories

Hot Potato Dance

by Peter Marsh

1960s

Victoria University at the University of Toronto is just across the street from the ROM on Charles. My university days were spent there in first year Art and Archeology. One would think lectures would be held at the university, but no, lectures were held everywhere but. Archeology lectures were...

Free Rein

Free Rein

by Meg Beckel

1960s

My first experience with the ROM was in the mid 60’s when my brother and I participated in the Saturday Morning Club.  What is interesting is I have no recollection of adults being part of our experience.  I remember having free rein of the museum galleries and it being simply great.  Now .. I...

My Brilliant Career

by Robert Taylor

1950s

Robert Taylor and  the ROM My first contact with the ROM was in 1948 when our grade 4 class from Coleman Avenue School took the Bloor streetcar along the Danforth to Avenue Road and across to the museum.  We were in awe of the magnitude of the building itself as we trundled up the concrete...

Winnifred Needler

Winnifred Needler

by Annette Boenke-Jarek

1950s

Winifred (Friedl) Needler joined the staff of the Royal Ontario Museum in 1935 as a draughtsman-cataloguer.  She took a year's leave to study Egyptian and Near Eastern archaeology, along with Middle Egyptian (hieroglyphics) at Yale, which study she continued upon return to the ROM under the...

The Yellow Line

The Yellow Line

by Julia Matthews

1960s

School busses are a constant at the ROM. In addition to the coach styling, notice the sign over the front doors. It depicts a man with a magnifying glass and a big question mark to advertise the special exhibition "Search and Research". This show called attention to the work of ROM...

Family tradition

Family tradition

by James Hinnecke

1960s

My parents had a defined set of family activities that we would do together. One of these was visiting the Royal Ontario Museum. We used to go at least annually by subway -- taking the subway was a novel experience in itself for kids who seldom left suburbia. In those days many exhibits were kept...

Just a speck of dust?

Just a speck of dust?

by Mark McAlister

1960s

A subtle feeling of anxiety crept over me every time I passed by that large globe in the Geology gallery. The Earth was described as a mere speck of dust, and I felt cold and alone. Somehow, this experience was a seed for new feelings of veneration that developed as I grew older. These feelings...

Unexpected Lesson

by David Wilmot

1950s

The ROM tour had come to an end. My grade seven classmates and I descended to the lower level to collect our winter coats and galoshes. At the bottom of the stairs, I saw a skull, sitting rather haphazardly on a small stand in the hallway. On one side of the skull was a hole, neatly cut about...

25c Admission

25c Admission

by ROM ReCollects Editor

1960s

Admission fees rise to 25c. A new exhibition hall opens with “Impact”

Gayle's Story

Gayle's Story

by Gayle Gibson

1950s

When I was a girl in Grade School, my parents allowed me to take the bus and streetcar, by myself, down to the Museum every Sunday afternoon. I guess the world seemed a safer place in those days.  My first visit had been with my Brownie troop, little girls marching up and down the grand stairway,...