The Old Terrace Drive In Theatre – I Found It

For the last few weeks I have been asking various people where the old Drive In Theatre was located. Everyone has a general idea, and could give a location somewhere down Keith Avenue, but most were only guessing. It was not until a truck driver was stopped at my work making a delivery, and out of the blue he said that where I work, “this is site of the Drive In Theatre.” Not only that, but my work building is, was the where the parking and projector building was, and the lot next store was where the giant screen was. I was blown-away!

The same day, I told the building mechanical maintenance guy about this, and of course he knew, and he said that I should go to the front of the lot, right by the road, and there, I will see a couple of poles used to hold the speakers from the Drive In itself. So naturally I grabbed my camera after work, and found these–the two poles–just like he said. I could not believe that I worked on the old site location, and that there are still traces of the Drive In Theatre still there today.

When I moved back to Terrace the second time, this was sometime around 1990-94, I remember that the giant screen was being torn down. I should have taken photos then–wait, I was not into photography like I am today. The theatre then was long abandon, and the land was sold for commercial uses.

However, I do remember being at the theatre when I was very young. I think, though not positive, that somewhere around 1973-74 that my parents took me to the Drive In. Back then, this was way out of town, a huge drive, that I remember my Dad complaining about that. Today, it only takes me seven minuets to drive Thornhill to this location for my commute to work. But anyway, I am guessing that the Theatre closed down in the Mid 70s.

You probably want to know the location–right? Well, it is right across from the BC Hydro building, where I took these shots. This would be where the parking lot was located. The lot further West, would be where the screen was.

A Wonderful Morning here In Terrace, BC

It has been over two months since my move to the small Northern town of Terrace, British Columbia. Within weeks I had landed an awesome job. Making lots of new friends, and even finding old one from years gone by, were also awesome. But best of all, I am slowing falling into my new routine, but that is the tough part. When I made the decision to move up here, I wanted to do it right, I mean, I prepared and made sure I had lots of money saved just in the event of unforeseen problems, and made sure I had everything secured up here even before I moved. Now, right now at this very time, I am sitting here at my chair in my living room, waiting, killing time, about a half hour before I go into work, writing this post to say I am still finding hard to fall into a new routine.

When I wake up in the mornings, I am in Lower Mainland Mode. I still feel the need to rush to get out the door because of the commute to work, facing possible traffic problems and trains. Today, that commute is only seven minutes, if I by-pass the coffee and muffins. It is fifteen minutes with the coffee and muffins using the drive thru. It is funny, even this morning; I have that impulse to rush when I do not have to. I guess those psychological issues have been ingrained—deep inside my mind—for so long, it might take years to get rid of them. I laugh when I rush after the alarm-clock goes off. “No—no, you have all kinds of time before work…, relax!”

“Relax” you say. Well, that is what I am doing before I leave for work–relaxing. I just ate breakfast, and shaved. I will type this post up, and then brush my teeth, then leave for work.

The morning weather reports are another thing I must get used to. Sure, we have weather reports that are up-to-minute, but they are for the Terrace Airport, not for the downtown area. Yes—there is a huge difference, thirty meters difference above sea level. Right now the Airport says 12C, while down here by my place in Thornhill, I am looking 14C. To add to that, the Airport says, “Light Showers,” while the Sun beams are shining through my window. The way I see it, what we get is only slightly cooler that when the Lower Mainland gets. But the weather is messed up here compared to the South. You do not like it, just wait five minutes, or drive to the other side of the Skeena valley for different weather. The weather here is very dynamic here, and throws surprises at you when you least expect them.

The little old lady, who lives on my right, over two doors down, told me yesterday that I should not use my key, but rather just press the little button on the door-handle, to lock it. I figured it out, what she was talking about—she does not have a dead-bolt lock on her door. I asked my land lord to install one before I moved in. But it was funny, I replied, “I like the dead-bolt better because I am from the Lower Mainland.” It is true—I have learned to lock things up, or pay for it. And yes, there are “Crack Addicts” here too. One, or two, might be living beside me. But I have had enough tuff stolen in my life to learn to keep it locked and secured–always.

The Sun’s light has moved across my computer table.

Changing my diet had been a priority too. I noticed I was feeling a bit “full” and suffering with indigestion when I kept my current diet from when I living down south. The changing work shift, and different climate, I think, has hit me hard, and with change, comes change. I am eating a whole new menu now! But I am still tweaking it. Also, eating out on weekends with the girlfriend has thrown a wrench into the whole diet thing too. The one the pleasure in my life, right now, when you are with that special person, is eating together. I am sure it hard on her too, changing meal times to accommodate eating together, but nonetheless; it is an awesome time when we are together.

Wrapping this post up, I can say that I have a ways to go before I wash the old lifestyle away, and fully adapt to the new one.

Getting Ready for Riverboat Days! A Week Long Celebration.

So, I have been getting ready for this long week for nearly a week now. Me and my girlfriend have got most of it planed out, almost right down to the hour. As it looks right at this moment, I may not have anything uploaded until next week becuase I will be super busy, and plan on taking as many photos as I can. Also, I want to do a an upgrade on my main PC, as that is getting full and almost unbearable to work with. So, here is a run-down of what we are going to be doing.

First we will have a parade first thing in the morning, and that should take up most of the afternoon. This is probably the big event of the town of Terrace, BC. I never went to them as a kid becuase, well, I lived way out of town, and my parents were not cool with socializing outside of the group of friends, so I never went as a kid. So, this is my first one.

Second, there a ton of other events going to. I do not have a list here, but we have lots to do.

Third, are the fireworks scheduled for 11:00pm Saturday night.

Fourth, will be getting out of bed to take part in some tours and watch some volleyball, baseball and other sports going on around town.

And lastly, will be Sunday. There are some more sports scheduled, and other various sports on that day to, but we are looking forward to the Rubber Duck Race. The Rubber Duck Race is when they dump all the rubber duck that people raffled, in hope for prizes if their Duck crosses the finish-line first as it floats down the river.

So It could be a while before I get to uploading all this stuff, and of course, after my sleep. I am sure that with all the stuff going on, I will flat out tired. Also, we are getting the Southern Heat Wave, as temperatures are expected to stay in the mid 30’s, so I the town with be roasting.

On a Summer’s Day

It is hot out, and I love it. People around me are complaining about the heat, but hey, I am use to it. I am still stuck on “Lower Mainland” mode, so this type of weather really does not bother me too much. I am use to it; simple as that. Also, it has rained very little since I moved into town, so I cannot say to much about that either. But there is one topic that just makes me laugh: size. Size matters, up here.

Terrace, British Columbia is small compared to the Canadian cities that I lived in. Terrace is so small that it would take me less fifteen minutes to drive from one end of it, to the other, and that is including stops signs and traffic lights. I have said this before, my daily commute from work is about seven minutes, and twenty, if I include my trip through a drive-through for my coffee. You cannot get that time in Vancouver, unless you work right beside your work. But people in the town are, strange, when it comes to comparing it to other cities. Sure, they know you cannot compare the town to Toronto, or Vancouver, but they think it is pretty darn big for where it is. Throwing me into the mix, I have to err on the side of extreme caution when comparing size. But, let me say this, Terrace has grown since I last lived here–so there.

Like the rest of British Columbia, I am worried about the forest fire risk. Terrace has its share of trees. People here love their trees, and no matter where you go in the town, trees abound-nearly every size and shape. I fear that if there is a fire, it would not take long for Terrace to get wiped out. Now, this is my own opinion, not the official one, so do not throw my under the bus yet. Let us just hope that a forest fire never breaks out here.

My work is awesome. I am slowly getting it down pat. I feel more confidant about my duties, and I feel I have it under control. I got my company ID, so now I can log on with my name now, instead of the generic manager login I had before. Believe me, it made my job a lot easier having less options than the over-kill options I was getting with these old pass-codes. This also means that I am moving into the job, from my employer. Two more months to go before I pass my probation period, so I am looking forward to that–then I get a nice jump in my hourly rate.

At home, I have not turned on my air conditioner. I am debating if I should. We are only two days into the awesome heat. Sure, it is warm out, but I brought a huge fan too, so that is working for me just fine for now. I brought my portable air conditioner with me from Fort Langley becuase I had it, and I thought I might as well bring it with me to Terrace. So if the weather climbs to 35C, or more, then maybe I will plug it in.

My four Terra-byte hard drive arrived today through Purolator. I bought it on Evil-Bay. Right now I am backing up my hard-drives so that this weekend I can do an upgrade on my main PC.

Things Are Looking Up

It is early Saturday Morning, and I decided to get up, rather than sleep in. I figure, if I had a good week, then getting up early on a day off is well deserved, especially since I never physically worked that hard. So, in this post, I want to talk about my job. As you may have guessed, I do not reveal where I work, and give out the name of my employer here on my blog. Let me just say, it makes life less complicated by keeping these personal. To sum up everything thus far, I would say things are awesome. I would have never of dreamed of capturing a job of this quality, up here in Terrace–ever. Believe me, my sites were set low, based on my past experience as a kid growing up here. But then, life is full of surprises.

When I first moved to Terrace, I thought I would land some low wage job, say in retail, that would get my by for the next year or two. My sites were set that low. Hey, I see Canada as the land of two worlds: one that is really doing well, and other half in a constant state of struggle. Perhaps I landed on the side that is really doing well? Anyway, the level of employment was a surprise based on my initial research before I moved up here. I plotted jobs, went through the cycles, and watched the trends. From the Lower Mainland, Metro Vancouver, area, all pointed to employment being largely comprised of low wage jobs in the retail market. Things change when you step on Terrace Soil, and being here is not the same as not being here.

I learned quickly that services are run different, and that employers, and the locals, use them differently than those in the Lower mainland. The local news paper charges a lot for ads, so that gets used only when the job is either hard to fill, or come from deep pockets with imperatives, usually from outside the local economy. The Internet is a powerful tool, and slowly it is being embraced, but largely, human networking is the way of things here. Sure, I found my job on the net, but it largely hinged on being here, as a local.

It has been two full weeks now working for this company. For the most part, I have ninety percent of the job learned. Running a warehouse has its basics, and all models run the same way, only the means change are differ from one to another. I fell quite nicely in the grove, and the fit was almost perfect.

Amazingly, the wage was the shocker. I never bothered to ask what the wage was. I just assumed, based on my experience from the Lower Mainland that the job would be somewhere around twelve to fourteen dollars per hour. My heart leaped out when my trainer said seventeen for training, then twenty, once I passed. Later it was reviled that I would be making eighteen for my probation period, then twenty there after. And somewhere down the long path, the job had the potential of reaching thirty-two dollars per hour. We will see.

The pace of this job is way below from where I came from. If fact, I would say the job interactions are less than five percent compared to my last place of employment. Let me give you an example. Here, last Thursday, I had three parcels to receive, comprised of fifty-five pieces of four items. May last day from my last job, I received over four hundred pieces, of over three hundred items, on three full shipping containers/trailers, and half of that was unloaded by hand and sorted. So I went from a physical labourer environment, to a manager style job. Not bad.

Well, everyone is starting to get up here in my building complex. I better close this off, and start my day.

A Little Update On the Job

A couple of things, first, it is now one month since I pulled into town, and second, today is the day I went solo at my work. But before I will go into all that, I just want to take a few moments on our weather. Terrace, British Columbia is notorious about it’s weather. It is either too warm, or too cold, and it rains here a lot, but it is known to have its dry spells as well, for the most part, it is mild year round. The one thing I can say right now, there is no danger of forest fires here. We did get up to “Medium” rating, but we were far from any “High” rating, or super hot weather to cause us any warnings of forest fires. So, that being said, it is currently raining, lightly, and is 16C according to my window thermometer. 

So, today was the day that I went solo at my work. Normally, employees who under go the training, will get at least two weeks training, with a few more weeks of guidance. Not me. I got two days of getting all my paper work done for my personal data, with employee processing. Then I got four days of training, sort of the rush-avalanche of everything I need to know, then thrown into the deep end to run an entire warehouse all by myself today. Oh sure I had my managers to call upon, and the lead supervisor to ask for help, but in general, it was just me.

The tasks I have for the job are very straight forward. Like every other warehouse I have worked in, this place is no different. The logistics are the same. Inventory is the same. And the shipping and receiving are standard. The difference with this place are, the hugely complex procedures, and multiple systems that have to be used. It is just horrendous. If it were not for my background in software, computers and online networks, the mountain may have been to steep to climb. In essence, there are six main software, and multiple procedures to follow, to get the basic job done.

To more a box from one end of the warehouse to the other, you need to run three pieces of software, and do about twenty minutes of procedural work to do that job.  On top of that, there are about ten different categories for freight earmarked for general uses. And with a small work force, this complex system is riddled with mistakes and errors. Then there are the daily, weekly and monthly reports; each with its own special flavour of needs and details. There is always something to hand in, or audit.

I will not get into the mobile equipment, but hold on for some funny tails later on.

I can say I am loving it. The job is very good, only becuase it is a low volume location. Most of the workers have been there for well over two decades, so most everyone knows their job well. And the pay is awesome. I think I will do nicely here.

First Full Day On the Job

Today marks my first full day on the job, and I could not be more stoked about it than any other job I worked on. It was one of those days with all training and paperwork for the first bit, but the last half of it was spent actually doing the job, so I felt like I was a head of the curve. A lot of the job I know, just names and learning new software, were different from what I use to. In fact, I was say, if it was not my previous experience, I would not be as far I as I am right now. I have lots of keys, and several passwords; oh the responsibilities I have now-gosh. Anyway, the job is a low volume location, but very steady. We will see what the future brings.

So I get up out of bed, at six, and at work for seven am, and home by three-thirty pm. Not bad, since I have no train tracks to cross, little traffic to deal with, and the distance to work from my place is seven kilometres! This morning I saw only four or five other cars on the road; is was awesome dealing little traffic. I get to work way before the rest of the regular staff do, so this makes first couple of hours quite pleasant, and when I can most of the bulky tasks done. Once the rest of the workers arrive, I am usually in the office by then, which is prefect becuase that is when the questions start. So for an hour, I deal with those.

The teams I work with are awesome too. There is a very laid-back attitude with all of the staff. There are those who are very professional, and those who want to get the job done with as little hassle as possible. But, for the most part, it is a low key atmosphere to work in. As long as you stay on top of your duties, all will go well, for me and everyone around.

Of course, learning a new system, comes dealing with minor hitches in time and an efficacies. I am slow on the scanner, but only becuase that is totally new software that I have to learn. Then there is the Inventory software that seems to be a mesh-mash of ten pieces of software welded together. It has its moments when it decides not to work. But everything else is routine and common for me to do.

The hard part will be working alone. A large part of the job is working solo. So keeping myself busy, and setting up a schedule is totally upon me to do. There are “Check Ins” and other means for head office to track me, but there will be no one to physically keep me company. They say, there will lots of days with boring times to deal with over the course of this employment. This will be a shock to deal with for me, coming from a place with over two hundred and fifty employees, and working full-out at one hundred and ten percent-none stop–flat out. Am I ready for this. LOL

A Job!

Very good news: I GOT A JOB! Well, not just any type of job, but one that I know very well, and I am very experienced at. I found a warehousing type job, but this one pays in the order of over twenty dollars an hour, and on top of that, nearly full benefits. I just found out about it on Friday, and then the flurry of paperwork started afterwards. In all, I am very happy with it. I run the warehouse, doing everything from shipping and receiving, ordering, inventory control and more. Also, they told me that there is no over-time period. That is music in my ears! Of course I will not disclose the company’s name here on my weblog, but let us just say they are well known in these parts.

Another point I would like to make, all the resumes that I sent out, I have got replies back–all of them. My girlfriend said that it is my experience, becuase most people here do not have the opportunities like I had from being down South, and the number of years at it, like I did. Also, most of the jobs that I applied were low wage jobs–I want to stress that. Then there are my “custom resume” ways of doing things. Every job, I type up a tailored resume and cover letter, in the hopes that the would-be employer will see what they want to see as opposed to having one that is a bio of my life. Regardless, there is work here, and some good paying jobs at that.

I start next Tuesday. I just did my criminal background check, and then start the processing for my employee identification. That nearly took an hour to do at lightening speed. Photographed, scanned and signed my life. And there is more to come!

Not bad–two weeks here and I found work. How sweet is that.

It is Done: Saying Good Bye

Right at the end of my shift, the hugs and hand-shakes started–parting is bitter-sweet–but that is the way it is. Saying those final farewells and good byes was difficult, especially from those who I became close to over the last three years. Parting my ways was hard to do. But I must look forward and to my future, on the road ahead, not what was has or could have been. So tonight, I walk a free man, with clear mind and a fresh outlook to my life. Looking back was not an option.

Sadly, my old team is impaired (short one man) without me. They will have a huge void to fill, and it will mean shuffling around other from other departments to make that happen. It is not a matter of working harder, but having that extra set of hands. I wish them well.

Now I have tomorrow to take care of. First thing I have to do is some Banking. I must get ready to get the moving truck and have it ready for Wednesday. I have less than five days to get the truck ready for the move. It is lots of time, but it is not, when you factor all the things I have to do in it. I just hope I use it well.

With work behind me, I also have to focus on getting a new job up in Terrace. Yes, I have a couple new leads, but they are just that–leads. Nothing solid. From what people there have told me, I should have no troubles getting work. What bothers me at this time, is getting good quality work. Sadly, there are lots of low paying part-time work–everywhere. But if push comes to shove, then so be it.

I guess the other freaky thought I just had was, “I am now unemployed.” Woagh….

One More Day to Go

Well, this is it. One more day of work here in the Lower Mainland to go before I move away up North. Funny, everyone at my work seems sad to see me go, but they are also just realizing that I have just one more day to go before it is over, and they are saying that I did not warn enough. Even funny-er, I have. I have been counting down since I gave my two week notice to anyone that can hear me. Time marches on, doesn’t it.

I decided that I would not slack off from my job duties. I would keep up the paces unit my last day. So far only one fellow employee has noticed. He said that I should, but I say no. My reason is simple. I want them to know next week after I am gone. I want them to feel it. The new guy, or actually he has been that before, will look like a newbie after I am gone. But I also want to set some standards, hopefully, after I leave. But I highly doubt it.

I have no idea what will happen tomorrow. I am leaving that up to them. I mean, I will go into work, do my job, but I have no idea what kind of a day it will be? I never look at the schedule, or care to. I just want to show up, do my work, then leave. I want to leave happy, knowing I did a good days work.

Yes, I will miss a lot people there. I made some good friends there, and I knew a lot of people in those three years in the store. Not only that, I learned a lot stuff at the job too. I know what bead-board is. But looking back, I never thought I would work in the Hardware Business, but I did it, and I am good at it. Who would have thought three years ago? Yes, I will miss it.

I have been announcing my count down every day I go into work. Last week, I told everyone in the lunch room that I was leaving. I guess they had “selective hearing” on at that time? Maybe they forgot? Oh well. No one can say that I did not tell them that I was leaving there. I gave my two weeks notice, and all heard.

Anyway, time to move on. The North calls. I have a partner there waiting for me–that feels good. Time to leave this place.