Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre
Presenting a little out of the way strip mall dating back over sixty years and a place of your authorās youth. Some friends lived nearby, classmates from Scott and/or Manning schools and whatās seen here once frequented by our teen slacker collective. Hereās a place little changed over time and one lockdown evening itās a pit-stop to take in Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre with a glorious sunset as our backdrop
The complex dates from the mid to late 1950s and is actually several separate buildings put in piecemeal, end to end, until one long block. Sitting off Spruce Drive west of downtown Calgary it takes its name from the the surrounding neighbourhood of Spruce Cliff. This community goes back to the early 1950s but it took a few years for things to really happen.
Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre: a neighbourhood strip mall little touched by time. Presented by Chris Doering & Connie Biggart (BIGDoer/Synd)
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The shopping centre is not all that far from present day BIGDoer World Headquarters, yet we donāt pass it by often. Itās off any main routes we use. Footnote: In spite of vowing to get out of this part of the city when young, and never coming back (ever!), for the last twenty plus years itās been home. How odd. How bloody odd.
Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre became a haunt of sorts and our āgangā were regular visitors to the local corner store (thereās still one here) and the long gone greasy spoon diner. Mmmm, fries and gravy shared among friends. No one had any money at the time so all food was communal, like it or not. Weād get kicked out once in a while, not because we were rowdy but drank far too much bottomless coffee. This was about 1979 to 1981.
The complex has been home to an assortment of businesses over the years, grocery stores, eateries and the Esso Service Station among them. Thereās been beauty shops/barbers, deli and meat markets, bakeries and a whole gamut of others. Browsing old phone books gives a snapshot of what was any given year and while some business lasted a long time, others came and went quickly.
One notable firm (for outdoorsy types anyway) operated here, a publisher called Rocky Mountain Books. They produce some incredibly popular hiking guides, especially those penned by the Dafferns who are legends in the field. How coincidental the firm occupied a tiny insignificant strip mall once frequented by the person writing this and who now lives close by. At every turn, the area wonāt let me go and thatās a head shaker.
I didnāt know nor care about hiking way back then, but stopped by to chat with Tony (as I recall) after we were bitten bug about twenty years ago. At some point a few years back we supplied them some hiking photos for use in a couple of their books, one by the Daffernās and another from Andrew Nugara, but weāre not sure if they were ever used or not. RMB is no longer tenants here.
Around the time we were the local hang-abouts, the service station ceased to be. Well thatās for gas sales anyway and it then became an independent auto garage. It functions in this capacity even today with the old office housing a barber shop. In the past, the building was detached from the rest of the complex, but with a fairly modern addition is now connected up.
In spite of a lengthy white pageās search, we never could find the name of the diner weāve reminisced about. Perhaps itās wasnāt there that long but then again memories are fuzzy too. An earlier eatery here was called Spruce Cliff Coffee Bar but donāt know if thereās a connection. Either way the one I speak of would have been about where JJās Pub is present day.
From the early days and into about the mid-1970s, the complex was called Spruce Centre.
That blue piano? Iām sure thereās a story, but a search turned up nothing.
An old Vanguard Motorhome out in the parking lot grabs our attention. Weāre into retro RVs like this, but of course regular readers of this website already knew that. Using a cutaway Chevrolet van chassis, this one is a 1970s model.
The parent of Vanguard (Neonex) also made popular Boler trailers and if you browse BIGDoer.com youāll know weāre obsessed with these little egg-shaped beasts. Yes, weāre fixated (new tab): Boler! Anyway, thereās a family connection of sorts here so weāre happy.
This was another Covid-Caper, a piece shot during the first pandemic wave. With us having too much time on hands we were itching for stuff to document and regularly roamed about each evening. In the end we found our eyeās opened to what otherwise went unnoticed and thatās even for places in our own part of the city, so if something good came of this, here it is. Odd how weāre sometimes blind to it, then BOOM, we see something and wonder why it didnāt stand out for us before. Prior we never gave Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre a second glance but now itās become a story. A short write up, but one none the less.
BTW, due to the big C, there was not a soul about on our visit.
*Didnāt hate the neighbourhoods here for any particular reason (well, despised school) so chalk it up to teen angst I guess. Just wanted to be somewhere elseā¦anywhere else but here.
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āLove the articles and blog posts. Very informative and interesting. Chris and Connie do a great job of researching and writing. The photos are amazing! Love it all.ā Lila Cugini.
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Date of Adventure: June, 2020.
Location(s): Calgary Spruce Cliff.
Article references and thanks: City of Calgary, Old Phone Books @ Calgary Public Library and the Medicine Hat & District Genealogical Society.

Memories of Spruce Cliff Shopping Centre.

Vintage motorhomes are a thing.

The complex dates from the 1950s.
You painted a great a picture!
Glad you liked it.
I believe every town and city had THE place to hang out after school. In our case in Chatham, Ontario where I grew up it was the Sunshine Restaurant for cherry cokes after school. We then got sophisticated and drank coffee like grown ups..lol.
That moment you discover coffeeā¦
Rabblerouser.
Weād be flipping tables and the the cops would show upā¦
Nice photos of my neighbourhood!
It really hasnāt changed much in forty years.
Iām guessing you are only allowed to play the blues on that piano?
Death metal actually.
If you were kicked out so many times, itās a wonder that they ever let you back in.
Hung around too much and spent too little. Then the next week, those transgressions would be forgotten.
LOL did every teen have a nondescript strip mall hang out? Mine was in Temple in the good ole NE.
Yes, and each of these places have not been the same sinceā¦
Recall trips to the bakery with my mom in the 1960s. The smell was intoxicating.
Nothing beats the scent of fresh baking bread! Thanks for sharing your memories.
Shhh, that little strip mall is a secret, only for a special few.
Now the catās out of the bag!
I love random pianos, especially when you see kids or anyone sitting down and plinking away. This one is beautifully painted!
Weāve come across more than a few in our travels, oddly. This is a nice one.
I went to Scott and Manning, but a couple years after you.
If your teachers were ruined, you know who to blame.