Every Place Has a Story

111 Places in Vancouver that you may not know about

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A few months back, I spent a frustrating hour searching for a plaque at the corner of West Hastings and Hamilton Streets. It was unveiled in 1953, as evidenced in a Vancouver Sun article and photo.
It wasn’t there.

Isobel Hamilton and Major Matthews unveil the plaque at Hamilton and West Hastings Street on April 21, 1953. Courtesy Vancouver Archives Mon P63.1

Graeme Menzies, co-author of 111 Places in Vancouver that you Must Not Miss, tells me he did the same thing while researching his book and it’s entry #41: “Hamilton’s Missing Plaque.” Turns out it was taken down about five years ago when the CIBC building was demolished and it was never replaced. I suspect no one wanted to advertise that a white dude called Lauchlan Hamilton named streets after himself and his railway pals.

Greenpeace Plaque at 1500 Island Park Walk. Courtesy City of Vancouver

One plaque you can see is entry #37—the Greenpeace Plaque. It tells the story of the crew of 12 setting sale for Alaska from False Creek on September 15, 1971.

Graeme met his co-author Dave Doroghy when the two worked at the Vancouver 2010 Olympics. Graeme looked after the official publications and digital communications, while Dave was director of Sponsorship sales. They bonded over a love for history and quirky Vancouver stories.

Graeme Menzies left and Dave Doroghy far right with a couple of guys that they met while searching for the hidden symbols of the Stanley Park Seawall.

“I am a bit of a history buff and in another life would have enjoyed being an archeologist, so peeling back the layers about a place to find something new really rings my bell,” says Graeme. “I enjoyed learning about the Toys R Us sign on West Broadway and finding the original Fluevog store was very rewarding. The Billy Bishop pub is another favourite—it’s one of those places that is so different on the inside that you wonder if the doorway isn’t really some sort of Alice-in-Wonderland portal to another world.”

I’ve written a lot about Jimmy Cunningham over the years—he’s the guy who built most of the Seawall—but until I read this book, I didn’t know that there were symbols—a hockey puck, hockey stick, the four card suits and a maple leaf—carved into the stones of the wall near Third Beach.

TJ Schneider, owner of The Shop, 432 Columbia Street. Courtesy Graeme Menzies

You’ll also find some very Vancouver-type businesses such as Lotusland Electronics that sells things like vintage stereo turntables and vertical record players on Alma Street in Kitsilano; and there is Cartem’s on Main Street, a donut shop inside a 1912 building. Just up the road a bit Rob Frith’s Neptoon Records, still does a roaring trade in vinyl.

Neptoon Records on Main Street. Eve Lazarus photo

The good news is that many of our indie bookstores are open for online orders and curbside pick up. For instance, the Book Warehouse is offering a flat $5 delivery fee anywhere in the Lower Mainland. Check out this map for bookstores that deliver near you or offer curbside pickup, and thanks for supporting local bookstores, local publishers and local authors like me.

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How the Museum of Exotic World became Main Street’s Neptoon Records

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From Vancouver Exposed: Searching for the City’s Hidden History

I had the pleasure of visiting Neptoon Records on Main Street for the first time last week. The place was packed with browsers, most of them young. The second thing I noticed was the sheer number of records—thousands of them everywhere you look. They are filed neatly in the store, stacked down the stairs, and they fill the basement. Owner and founder Rob Frith, tells me that he had to stop renting one of the upstairs rooms so he could use it for storage.

Neptoon’s Rob Frith in the basement of his Main Street store. Eve Lazarus photo.

You can pick up a used album for as little as $1 or pay up to $1,500 for a 1960s sealed copy from a Canadian band called the Haunted. Most things will set you back between $5 and $25.

Rob bought the building around 2000 and moved his stock from the Fraser Street store that he started in 1981. At that time, he was in construction, the economy crashed, and when he was casting around for things to do, he knew he didn’t want to work for anyone, and he liked collecting vinyl. “One day I thought maybe I should open a record store.”

Guessing the number of records at Neptoon’s is like guessing the number of jellybeans in the jar

“People who collect are obsessive,” says Rob. He knows because he’s a collector—records, posters, menus, old contracts, buttons, photographs and concert ticket stubs.

His store is now the oldest independent record store in Vancouver. It’s survived CDs, and iTunes and Spotify.

“We hung on long enough that there was a resurgence almost 20 years ago,” says Rob. “It’s gone leaps and bounds since then.”

It started when kids wanted to be deejays and increased when they found mum and dad’s turntable and old records in the basement. Now music labels are releasing new pressings and reissues on vinyl and that’s created a whole new market.

3561 Main Street

The building also comes with a great history. Rob, it turns out, isn’t the only owner who liked collecting.

The storefront first pops up in the city directories in 1951 owned by Harold and Barbara Morgan. The Morgans lived upstairs and ran a spray paint rental business downstairs. Every year since the ‘40s the couple travelled to a different place—New Guinea, Borneo, Africa, Guatemala—and brought back souvenirs. When they retired in 1989, they turned the store into the (free) Museum of Exotic World packed it full of collectables—a stuffed alligator, butterflies, a shrunken head and hundreds of photographs—and opened it for a few hours each day.

The suite upstairs at Neptoon Records. Courtesy Rob Frith

There’s a suite upstairs that’s straight out of the 1950s with brand new appliances from that decade including a clothes dryer and a stove that was never used—it still had the instructions inside. Rob has rented the suite out to a TV show.

When the Morgans died they bequeathed their vast collection and their ashes to Alexander Lamb’s antique store at 3271 Main Street. Which as you might expect, will be the subject of a future blog.

Main Street looking north from 26th, 1920s. Courtesy CVA LGN503

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