Once maybe five years after the passing of my dad, I was in the basement liquor room and the lights went out.
—Linda Love, Resto Gare owner
As part of Winnipeg's Culture Days festivities, SCENE is celebrating the secret side of our city's cultural heritage. Janet Stewart and filmmaker Caelum Vatnsdal met up with Linda Love at her St. Boniface restaurant, Resto Gare. And SCENE asked her to describe the history of hauntings at the famed Winnipeg establishment.
My relations with the old saint Boniface station began in the fall of 1989, when I started apprenticing with my dad. I was excited to be part of our family restaurant, La Vieille Gare.
The restaurant life became larger than life itself and all members of our closely knit family were on a speeding locomotive. My family was not saved from tragedy, my younger brother died of cancer on March 25, 1988 as well as my hero (Dad) passed away on February 5, 1990 of cancer.
Every once and awhile when the dining room is empty and still, I see a flash of light move past my office door or hear the floor creaking. Getting up to confirm that no one was there.
"I miss you Dad," I say.
Once maybe five years after the passing of my dad, I was in the basement liquor room and the lights went out. The light switch was in the same 16 x 20 sq/ft room, I was alone. Not sure what happened but I moved along the wall to the switch and flipped on the light. Bulb turned on, it was not burnt out.
December, 2011, Saturday night around 9 p.m. the large framed picture fell straight down the wall, half hour later a vase fell off the window ledge. Many people were in the dining room, everyone agreed that the vase did not get bumped or tipped. I immediately got a chill, I had been at the restaurant all day. After assisting in the clean up, I said my goodbyes.
Good night Daddy.
Catch more of Winnipeg's cultural secrets September 27 at 6:30 p.m. on CBC Television.