Stories

"He's looking at rocks"

"He's looking at rocks"

by Gary Layng

1960s

So my parents took their young son to the ROM for some education and entertainment. Being as I was about 5 at the time, I quickly wore Mom out. She sat on a bench in the rotunda waiting for Dad and me to finish in the gemmology exhibit. Dad comes out - alone - and slumps next to her in exhaustion....

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...

An Unexpected Visitor

An Unexpected Visitor

by Ian Montagnes

1960s

[Chief Mineralogist Dr. Vic] Meen was in Teheran when an unexpected visitor appeared at my office door in October 1964. He seemed inconsequential: a short, elderly man in a grey overcoat. I was alone in the room and on the phone with Dr Swinton, who was at home with a cold. Sharon, my secretary,...

First Trip to the ROM

by Thanusiya Vinayahamurthy

1990s

I visited the ROM for the first time with my second grade class, and was in awe from the time I walked in to the time we left. From the bat cave, that scared me to death and still does to some extent, to the Medieval exhibit, to the Egyptian exhibit and the visiting exhibits from all over the world...

And There Be Dinosaurs.........

by Ann Marie Beacock

1980s

It was the late 80's early 90's and dinosaurs were everywhere. TV shows, cereal boxes, toys - you name it. Most importantly, there was an exhibit at the ROM which coincided with treasures on display from King Tut's tomb. Something for my kids, and something for me. It was a win...

A sweet memory

by Frances Burton

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...

Fifty Years Ago ...

Fifty Years Ago ...

by Bob McCarroll

1970s

Fifty years ago I was thirteen years old. My head was filled with the mystery of the pyramids, pharaohs, and mummies. In a letter to the ROM Personnel Department, I offered my services to assist on a summer dig in Egypt. Helen Downie replied that I was too young to represent the Museum abroad....

Friday Nights

Friday Nights

by Sara Janes

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...

99 going on 100

99 going on 100

by Connie Swenson

2010s

My grandma is the same age as the ROM, so this year's centennial celebrations are extra meaningful for me personally! Editor's note: To compare the institution with a person is a most interesting perspective from which to gauge time passing and changes that have occurred.

Tally Ho!

Tally Ho!

by Jena Bechamp

1980s

My grade five class went to the ROM in order to see early civilizations exhibits. A small group of us wanted to see the swords and armours and so stole away from our class. At this time there were many signs posted telling people not to take pictures of light-sensitive exhibits but of course my ten...