I remember doing a little bit of travelling. My one and only time on a plane was when I went to Hamilton with my brother Gerry and his wife Arlene. My son Edward was there and Freddie came with me. He was only eight or nine. It was a great time. Fred and I were great friends with Bill and Nettie Hanlon from O'Donnell's. We went to P.E.I. together and camped all over the Island (Newfoundland). They were the good old days. Now I'm the only one left. All my family has passed away. I guess you can't die when you want to. You have to wait for your time to come. But I say my prayers every day. I play patience (cards) and watch my shows on T.V. I am very happy at Tobin's Guest Home. Everyone is so good to me.

My family takes care of me. My grandchildren visit. I'm warm and cosy with lots to eat and friends to visit. I love the bit of fun and devilment. But I always say if your nice to people, they'll be nice to you. I tells Una, "You have to get along in this world the best way you can. Might as well make the best of it."

My house on the hill before
it was torn down.

Looking up Salmonier Arm

View from my kitchen window
in 1967.