THE EDITOR, Sir:
Recently the Bank of Nova Scotia, Victoria and Blake Branch closed its doors. Sad moment. It's like a death. For nearly 40 years, the branch has been a part of my life. It stood tall at the corner of Victoria Avenue and Blake Road. From I was a child, my late parents maintained accounts there.
My children have - oops, sorry - had accounts there. One of my sons, who is 14 years old, was going to have the thrill of going to the branch that his father has spoken so highly about. He was looking forward to effecting his own transactions.
For years, the branch and I had a rapport second to none. I am still in touch with one of the former managers. He is now retired. He welcomes me into his home. I can call him, call on him, visit him, discuss this and that with him.
What a branch!
As I was returning home from riding this morning , I cycled northerly up South Camp Road in the vicinity of the branch and I stopped to take a look.
I wanted to bring closure to this matter.
Like the figurative coffin, I took a look inside. An air of finality was evident. A notice on the door confirmed this. It read: "Branch closed".
The branch is clearly closed. It has left a mark on me, but it's closed.
Head office has made its decision and so must I.
I, too, must be decisive and close the matter. Goodbye, Victoria & Blake. Goodbye.