It took us by surprise when a woman walking behind us, hearing us talk about the seventy-plus storey high-rise, began to speak to us to clarify a point.
“Yes, it was from this building that, during its construction, a massive piece of glass fell from an incredible height that came crashing down onto the street level.”
We weren’t sure if the accident occurred from this building or another one. She went on though.
“It’s a condo building. You have to watch it when you walk in the area, especially at 7AM when everyone in the building wakes up for work, flushes their toilets at the same time. Can you imagine all those people creating all the sewage at once?!”
To that remark we had a good laugh. It was my dear friends Drupada, Garuda, Kevala and I who took this walk down memory lane. Yorkville was the place, the haven for hippies in
Garuda was one of those who lived here in the late sixties. Canada
Someone said if Haight-Ashbury is the centre of the American hippie world, then Yorkville was
heartland. I recall coming to this
street in ’71 and it was a big tourist attraction. It was packed with people. Many musicians started their career here. Now, it has become a high-end posh
neighbourhood. Garuda also relayed to us
where he first met Krishna monks, at the Colonnade on Bloor St. Drupada met monks
at Canada just a few blocks away. And it was the corner of Bloor that I did
pioneer with Hiranyagarbha, now Professor Jan Brazinski, the Ryerson U. Krishna
consciousness movement, armed with incense and books. It is endearing to remember these places and
May the Source be with you!