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years it took to restore the Skylark, but to no avail.  I’d pret-    We met Thelma, who was not in her mid seventies,
        ty much given up on ever finding out anything more about   in May of 1989, in her downtown Calgary high rise apart-
        the person who walked into a Buick show room in 1953, fell  ment.  She was very gracious and we talked a lot.  After
        in love with the Skylark and bought it, other than her name   some friendly chatter our conversation came around to
        was Thelma Cameron.                                    what we both had in common, the Skylark.  Turns out
                                                               Thelma was a land purveyor for a number of major oil
               That is, until one fateful day in 1988.         companies.  Referred to in the industry as a “lease hound”,
                                                               she secured oil and gas leases for oil companies throughout
               As a family, during the winter months, we would   Saskatchewan and Alberta.  Impressive for an industry
        often spend Sunday afternoons skating at Hawrelak Park,   dominated by men.  So much so that Thelma’s story has a
        followed by a visit to the Provincial Museum for hot choco-  place in the Archives of Alberta.
        late and fries in the museum’s cafeteria.  On one occasion in
        1988, close to Christmas, we stopped in at the Museum store
                                            which was having a
                                            sale on books.  We
                                            came across a series
                                            of four soft cover
                                            books featuring
                                            Western themed
                                            cartoons by a Cal-
                                            gary cartoonist.
                                            Flipping through the
                                            books, I recognized
        many of the cartoons depicted.  The price was reasonable
        and we thought the books would make a great thank you gift
        for the milkman and such—the milkman, remember him?            Thelma about to take the Skylark for a drive

               The cartoonist, who was a regular contributor to the     Thelma had bought the car off the showroom floor
        Calgary Herald, had passed away and these books were a   in Regina.  The Skylark had done its job as General Motors
        compilation of his work.  The name of the artist was Stew   had intended and that was to draw potential customers into
        Cameron.                                               the showroom to hopefully leave with a Buick.  Except
                                                               Thelma didn’t want any Buick; she wanted the Skylark.
               At first glance the cartoonist’s name didn’t set off
        any fireworks.  Flipping through the pages of one of the      When asked of her experiences with the Skylark, I
        books I came to the last page where Stew’s widow had pre-  wanted Thelma to tell me that it was a fabulous car, that
        pared a brief biography of the cartoonist—and there it   she was envied by all, and that the car had served her well.
        was—the signature that I couldn’t help but look at every   Instead, Thelma told me that the car was a big disappoint-
        time I crawled behind the wheel of the Skylark: that of Thel- ment.  The Skylark was always in the shop to fix minor
        ma Cameron.  I could barely contain myself and ended up   annoyances such as a leaking convertible top.  Most fixes
        buying all remaining copies of the books in the store.   had to do with the custom bodywork done by the factory.
                                                               After a year of frustration, Thelma traded the Skylark in
                                                               for a tractor—a tractor!

                                                                      At some point during our talk, after I had pretty
                  Thelma’s signature on Stew’s biography
                                                               much learned of her time with the car, I asked Thelma if
                                                               she would like to see the car and possibly drive it.  She did.
               The week following my discovery I spent tracking
        down the publishing company that printed the books, West-     Thelma, walking around the car and getting behind
        ern Printing & Lithographing Co. Ltd. of Calgary.              the wheel, looked down to see her signature in the horn
        Although Western couldn’t provide the contact information  button, and smiled.  What an experience for Thelma and
        for Thelma Cameron, they did agree to pass on my request   me.  We circled the neighbourhood, top down, Thelma
        for her to contact me, and she did.                    driving the car like she did back in 1953.

               Thelma and I exchanged several letters, and ar-        We exchanged letters after our meeting in Calgary
        rangements were made for me and the family to visit her in   and talked of plans to meet again, this time in Edmonton.
        Calgary.  Of course we drove the Skylark,              It wasn’t meant to be.  Thelma passed away in 1991 at the
                                                               age of 78, just two years after our meeting.

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