Bluebird Dairy Demolition

The Bluebird goes down.

The Bluebird goes down.

The Bluebird Dairy corner store, long an icon at 8th Street and 4th Avenue, was unceremoniously demolished today. I feel a bit sad.  Long ago, as a young early 20s single woman-about-town, I used to rent the top floor of that big brown house next to the Bluebird. And I bought a huge amount of my groceries at the little corner store. I came to rely on the Bluebird. The staff became familiar faces.

Silencing the Bluebird

Silencing the Bluebird

On September 11, 2001, I was on my way to work, and stopped in at the Bluebird for a pack of smokes. The radio was on behind the counter and the two employees were glued to it. That’s when I heard a second plane had been piloted into the World Trade Centre.  I’ll always remember where I was.

Local reporter Theresa MacManus has also posted some memories of the Bluebird on her blog.

Goodbye, Bluebird. You served me well.

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5 thoughts on “Bluebird Dairy Demolition”

  1. That’s sad. I had hoped someone would buy it and turn it into a spiffy retro-style ice cream stand or general store. Well, mostly I had dreams that I would be that person but along with those dreams does not come a developer’s bank account.

    So long Bluebird and so long to my dreams for that little place. What will it be now – more condos? How original.

  2. I lived two doors down from the Bluebird at one time. Maud Morrison, the owner, owned the store with her husband since the 1930s. He died early in their marriage, and Maude lived in the back of the store with her family, slowly building up a small empire of New Westminster real estate, house by house, after coming through the Great Depression and death of her husband by living in the store. She was a remarkable woman, who passed away not long ago. At one time, it was an old fashioned dairy bar, countertops, ice cream, milkshakes and soda machines.

  3. I just walked past this site this very morning. That’s my building looming in the background, there.

    The Bluebird Dairy was a little after my time, but I understand the value, and the romantic attachment one gets with the local corner shop where you picked up this and that over the years. I had a corner shop like that growing up; Oakville Gardens Variety, although no one called it that. It was more affectionately, and more widely, known as ‘The General’.

    Bye bye, Bluebird. I wonder what will replace you? I’d like to see a jazz/folk club where they serve coffee in tiny little cups and where people read beatnik poetry.

    Thanks for the post.

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