Stories

Charlie and Fido

Charlie and Fido

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1960s

In the 1960s my father was seconded to the ROM from the Toronto Board of Education and the immediate effect of this career move for me was access to the Royal Ontario Museum after closing hours. I had a tremendous sense of privilege and insider knowledge when my mother and I picked my father up at...

Full Circle

Full Circle

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1980s

Growing up without a lot of money in a small town outside of Toronto, trips to the museum were reserved for very special occasions, and I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I actually made it through the doors. But I remember every single one of those trips with vivid clarity....

Gayle's Story

Gayle's Story

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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,...

Friday Nights

Friday Nights

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2000s

While I was attending the University of Toronto circa 2001-2005 I took advantage of so many free-admission Friday nights. I lived on campus, and while I got along with classmates and others in the residence, most of my close friends lived in other cities and I very often didn't have social...

My Father's Home

My Father's Home

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1950s

My father, C. H. Douglas Clarke, was a naturalist who studied forestry and wildlife biology at U of T in the 30s and went on to a distinguished career as a researcher, administrator and writer in the field of wildlife management. He always told me that when he first came to U of T as an...

Admission fees rise

Admission fees rise

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1990s

Admission fees jump to $8

5 millionth visitor

5 millionth visitor

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1940s

Since the doors officially opened on March 19, 1914,  5 million visitors have walked through the galleries.

Nostalgia

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1990s

I remember my father taking me to the ROM once a month until I was 12. My father is a history buff and I was a very curious child. He wanted to share his knowledge and any moments he could with his youngest daughter. He remembers going there in the (I believe) 70's to see King Tut's...

New and Old: How the Museum Connects Us.

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2010s

My name is Nathan Bennet. I am a 18 year old first year Math student at Ryerson University and I have worked at the Royal Ontario Museum for about 3 years. I work with the ROMkids department and help with the many different programs such a Summer Club, March Break Camp,Rom for the Holidays,Saturday...

A sweet memory

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1970s

A very long time ago now, when my twin girls were little, their favourite treat was to go to the ‘moozzie-zeem’. At the time we lived northeast of Newmarket so the trip was a real excursion. The visit always started with a snack or lunch because you can’t concentrate on what you are seeing if...