Now, in my spare time, I keep the house up and between whiles, I like to do a bit of sewing for myself. I like to sew different things and do a bit of knitting and one thing another like that. This past couple of summers I've been working at the Inn in Battle Harbour. I try and do the best I can at the Inn. There's a lot of people going though Battle Harbour. I like meeting people. I really enjoy the atmosphere out there. It's relaxing, it's cool and it's really nice.

I tell you one thing that happened when we were growing up in Henley Harbour that still sticks in my mind. We used to move out from Pitt's Arm to Henley Harbour. Then early in April or middle of April, most people would haul out on dog team. In them days the harbour used to be frozen over. We used to go to school over the ice. It was late in the spring about melting out time. I was only about ten then I say. This day there was a lot of rain and it blowed a living storm. So when we were leaving school, Paul, my brother, who was teaching home at the time said to us, "You youngsters wait for me. Don't go across the ice yourself, wait for me." There was Mavis, Ruth and myself. The three of us left the school. We figured where it was blowing hard and the ice was nice and slippery we would get a nice fast skate home and go across the ice in no time. Lo and behold, when we got down to the ice it was blowing so hard we couldn't stand on our feet and down we went into the water. One of my sisters, Ruth, started blowing towards the Harbour Rock where it was all eat out around the rock. There was a big hole in the Harbour and we were getting scared then even though we knew we shouldn't have left by ourselves. We were screaming because we thought Ruth was going to blow right into the hole by the Harbour Rock. I don't know how she managed to get away from there, only by clinging to her bookbag and sliding herself away from it. She finally made her way back to where Mavis and I were. Soon after that we saw Paul coming. Boy was he mad at us cause we weren't supposed to leave the school without him. When we got just about ashore off the ice, we saw Mom and them. It was only then that they saw us coming. We sure did have a rough narrow escape that time because we were sure our sister would go right into the open water. It was so scary. We didn't really know how much ice was there either. When we got home Mom, who used to worry about everything, said, "Why did you leave without Paul? Why didn't you wait for Paul?" She was hauling the wet clothes off us as we were going in the door. We were soaked through every stitch of clothes that we had on. We had cotton denim bookbags for school then. They were soaked as well. We were all crying as Mom was stripping the clothes off us and we were trying to hold on to it because the boys were all there. Some of them were laughing at us, the little devils. Mom made us all go up and crawl inside the bedclothes in the feather beds to get warm. We were really chilled. As we all lay there in the bed, we all talked about it, crying and laughing about it together. I can still remember that clear shiny ice, glistening in the sunshine. Even when we visit each other now, it is the one thing that we'll be sure to talk about and how tragic it could have been!