In 1911 our grandfather came west from Ontario on a "harvester's special". He got off at Fort Walsh, where he found work as a cook and cowboy. We've lived in and loved Alberta ever since. Jewel of the Canadian West is an occasionally updated blog about Southwestern Alberta's people and places. The best corner of the best province in the best country in the world, I like to say. Welcome to The Jewel of The Canadian West!

Saturday, May 26, 2012

A King Brothers Tall Tale? Probably Not.

A Porcupine Hill
Soon after we moved to The Jewel in 1976, I became friends with another young local professional who had lived here a lot longer than I - a fellow who not only was a dyed-in-the-wool rancher and hunter but one who had met the King Brothers in person.  My impression was that he had visited them on several occasions, perhaps in his professional capacity, perhaps as a young man they took a liking to, probably both.  (Like them, he is plain-spoken, smart as hell, loves the outdoors, and is tough as nails, so they may have seen something of themselves - when they were young - in him.)  His description of their spartan living quarters matched that as related by Mary-Jo Burles in her book, First And Second Kings.  He once told me of a visit to the log house that had been their home for many, many years up in the Porcupine Hills, during which his conversation with them was continually interrupted by a mouse running back and forth along the wall opposite.  Noticing that the mouse was distracting their visitor, one of the brothers took a jackknife out of his pocket, and deftly threw it across the room - impaling the mouse instantly.  The dimensions of the room weren't related to me but we can assume a minimum distance wall-to-wall of ten feet, and the room, he said, was lit by a single light bulb hanging in the centre of it, so the throw was pretty amazing - at least to me.  Considering the source of this little anecdote, I believe it to be true.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Smithbilt Hats of Calgary, Alberta

"In 1919, Judah Shumiatcher's father, Morris, started the Smithbilt Hat Company in Calgary, Alberta. It is a company that is a poignant symbol of the immigrant experience in Canada - of starting over, building a new life through a strong entrepreneurial spirit. Smithbilt has become the symbol of western hospitality - the quintessential Canadian cowboy hat, recognized to this day across the country and around the world. Morris immigrated to Canada from Russia, with his father, in 1909. Soon after they arrived and settled in Calgary, they changed their name. It was an event shared by many immigrants of the time. For the Shumiatchers, keeping the 'S' with the name 'Smith' seemed good enough. "My father wasn't adverse to this," recalls Judah. "He thought it was a good idea. That to come over was a good start, a new land and what's wrong with a new name?" Morris Smiths' first job in Calgary was at a sawmill, but he had dreams of starting something of his own, of making a contribution to his new country. So, as the story has been told and retold over the years, it was sometime in 1919 that Morris went off to the library in search of inspiration. After looking at some photographs of hats and then reading up on hat manufacturing, inspiration struck. Morris' next stop was the bank for some financing. He needed a $300 loan to convert Calgary Hat Works, then a cleaning and blocking establishment, into a hat manufacturer and retailer. The bank refused him the money because he had no collateral, and suggested that Morris's brother Harry could co-sign a loan. Harry had a successful business only a few blocks down the street selling newspapers and magazines: Harry's News. Morris was a bit indignant at first, if his signature wasn't good enough then forget it. "But the next day he was back," recalls his son Judah. "He had reconsidered and of course Harry did sign for him and he had the $300. Within one year he was manufacturing hats from beginning to end. By 1929 Smithbilt Hats was a bonafide company." Morris Smith ran the Smithbilt Hat factory and associated retail stores in Alberta, Saskatchewan and British Columbia through the hard times of the Depression and the Second World War. He produced and sold mostly fedoras. But then he switched to producing a western style when the cowboy hat was becoming more and more popular. In the summer of 1946, Morris made a decision about business and style that would guarantee him a place in Canadian history. "The Stampede Board had decided it would be a wonderful idea if Calgarians could be encouraged to wear cowboy hats during the stampede," recalls Judah. "They came to Dad and talked about it. Dad thought about this and said, 'Well, there is really only one way this can go. All the way.'" Hats in light pastel colours were all the rage at the time. But Morris wanted to take this trend to the limit. "I'm going to get a white that is a pure sparkling white," he said. "That's the kind of felt that I'm going to order and see what happens." Morris ordered enough white felt to make 18 western hats. Calgary rancher and oilman Bill Herron bought four of the white hats for his family to wear in the Stampede parade. The rest sold out in a single afternoon. The following year Smithbilt made 240 white cowboy hats for the Stampede. And they sold as fast as the original 18." It was strictly on a hunch," remembers Judah. "The population just grabbed them. And so it was established in 1947 that the white hat was a winner." In 1948, Smithbilt's white cowboy hat went national at the Grey Cup game in Toronto. "The Calgary Stampeders came across Canada wearing their white hats, and that was a special occasion," says Judah. Judah was going to school in Montreal and his cousin Maurice was in Toronto. "My father suggested that perhaps if he sent some hats out that there might be demand for them in Toronto," Judah remembers. "And so of course we agreed to that." The hats were donned by many at the game, including, of course, Judah and his cousin Maurice. When the game was won by the Stampeders, the two cousins were part of an ecstatic Calgarian cheering section that rushed the field. Among the Calgarians with their trademark white hats at the Grey Cup game was city alderman, Don Mackay. When Mackay later became mayor of Calgary in 1949, he began offering white hats as gifts to visiting celebrities. By the time Mackay left office in 1959, the hat that Smith built had become an internationally recognized sign of western hospitality. To this day, on the walls at the Smithbilt factory hangs pictures of such notables as Mikhail Gorbachev and Wayne Gretzky sporting the sparkling white cowboy hat. "In fact," says Judah Shumiatcher "When Prince Phillip came through town for a third time, and was presented with a white hat, he said, 'Oh, not another one.'" The ultimate moment of pride and joy for the Smithbilt, however, came in 1988. "That was the greatest honour of all," says Judah. "When Calgary was host to the Winter Olympics, our hats were worn by the Canadian athletes at the opening ceremonies ... I'll never forget the look of the Canadian team walking into the stadium with their white hats on. They looked so handsome. And they were. They created a tremendous impact all over the world." Judah Shumiatcher became the proprietor of Smithbilt when his father, Morris Shumiatcher died in 1958. Morris died a Shumiatcher, rather than a Smith, after a lifetime of changing his name back and forth. Morris first considered changing his name back to Shumiatcher when many of his siblings were doing the same. He decided to make the change to Shumiatcher in his private life, and retain the Smith name for business purposes. But his friends told him he was crazy to change his name. They all knew him as Smith. And furthermore, the Smith name was associated with the famous Smithbilt Hats. Morris agreed, and changed his name back to Smith. But only for a few years. He was soon calling himself Morris Shumiatcher again. "There is so much history there. There are so many memories," Judah says of the Smithbilt story, and perhaps of the Shumiatcher story as well. Judah has hung onto Smithbilt, the family company, despite his own life-long career in architecture. "I've kept Smithbilt because it was a viable firm and it was interesting work ... It was like a family even inside the factory. When you make something good, you are proud of it. To let it go? No, that was really quite unthinkable," Judah says. "I guess for me, the Smithbilt story is an example of how an immigrant family, coming over with just big dreams, can do something fulfilling and make an impact, a positive contribution, to their new home." (from The Shumiatcher Saga, by Brian Brennan, Calgary Herald, March 8-10, 1997.)

Friday, May 11, 2012

Cowboy Hat Etiquette

Limited Edition Calgary Stampede Centennial Hat by Smithbilt, Calgary, Alberta
From thecowboyhatguide.com: "Never, ever get caught wearing your cowboy hat backwards. It's not pretty, and it's bad luck. Originally felt hats were intended for winter wear (protecting from moisture and cold) and straw for summer (protecting from heat and sun) which is logical. An arbitrary rule is that felt is worn between Labour day and the May long weekend, and straw in between. If it's a formal event, I probably wouldn't wear a straw no matter what. To travel with a hat, make use of a hat box, especially if it's a more expensive hat. If I'm traveling and not wearing my relatively inexpensive hat, I simply carry it, carefully, in a plastic shopping bag. The first rule of cowboy hat etiquette that is indisputable and critical, is don't mess with a cowboy's hat. A cowboy hat is a very personal, and sometimes very expensive, item. In some places, to touch a man's hat without permission will get you pile-driven into the wall, you just don't do it. Next: Any time you enter a building, the hat should come off. If it is an informal occasion you may put it back on, but for a formal occasion it should stay off. When sitting down at a table for a meal, the hat should come off unless there is nowhere to safely lay the hat. When sitting down at a counter for a meal, the hat can stay on. Outside, however, keep your hat on while you eat. If you take your hat off, someone might step on it or spill food into the rim. I've always thought there was something particularly elegant about the cowboy greeting, touching one's hand to the brim of one's hat. A part of the origin of this was that when men would meet, moving the hand to the hat brim signaled friendly intentions by moving the hand away from the holster. Tipping of the cowboy hat when meeting someone depends completely upon the situation but it does show good breeding and respect."