I'll tell you now where I used to get my clothes. People that I knew, they were well to do, they would give me clothes. I had people, friends and relatives, far away and they would send me parcels. They would send me coats, real expensive mink coats, and seal coats, and all those kinds of things. I would cut them down, and make coats for my smaller children.

They never went out much in the cold when they were small. They had a sweater on, and a coat. You could buy a bit of material. It wasn't too expensive then. Windbreaker material, you'd call it, for coats.

We used flour sacks for sheets. You would bleach them and make them nice and sew them. That would be for sheets and pillow cases. Some of the flour sacks were dyed black, to make pants for the children. The children would wear knitted underwear underneath the black pants.

In the woods you could pick a certain kind of moss off a tree, a spruce tree. That would make a brown dye. It would stay. It was used for their socks. You even knit the girls' socks, right to the knee. You had to knit all year around to get caught up on it, to have something for everyone to wear.

My goodness, I knit hundreds of vamps. And mitts. The men in the woods would wear out a lot of mitts, and when fishing too.

When my husband started fishing first, he fished with a man called Danny. Daniel Campbell. He was sixteen when he first went fishing. There wasn't much work then. That would have been in 1916.

There were no motors. After they hauled their lobster pots, they would row them in to Abbott and Haliburton. They had to row all the way along the shore from here to there in those days. All that, and they only got a cent and a half a pound for their lobster. If the wind came up too rough, they had to stay there until the wind calmed down.

Then the two of them would row the boat back. 'Twas hard work. The pay they got for all that work wasn't very much.

Down here it's a real hard place for a fisherman.