Once upon a time, there were several little communities in the heart of Canada's boreal forest, built on the rock of the Canadian Shield. And these little communities did historic things.
Beardmore promoted the forest and mining industries on the east shore of Lake Nipigon.
Caramat acted as the headquarters of logging operations for a mill on faraway Lake Superior.
Geraldton sprang into existence as Canada's go-to gold camp. And now it is the gateway to one of the world's largest chromite deposits.
Jellicoe serviced the trains of one transcontinental railroad.
Longlac gathered furs to ship to England via James Bay. And then it discovered logging.
Macdiarmid shipped fish to tables across North America.
Nakina serviced the trains of another transcontinental railroad.
And then in the year 2001, another historic thing happened.
These little communities got together to form one big municipality. Well, big in area, not so big in population.
And the powers that be declared that this really-large-but-actually-not-so-big municipality would be called by the colour of the forest that shelters it, and by the name of the mother rock that supports it.
And so it is called Greenstone.
And we haven't even mentioned yet the First Nations communities of this great region.
An historic region. With lots of go-to places, with lots of stuff to see, and with lots of real live people. Well, maybe not a LOT of people. But they are real, and they are live.
And that's a good thing.
Created June 2013