Did that burn down or did they tear that down? I believe they tore that down for that monstrosity1 that's in there now. Neighbours If a neighbour had a catastrophe, something happened, we all pitched in. Nobody had very much money but everybody had a strong back, and you went to your own woods and you got some pieces of lumber. You took them down to the mill and you got them sawed and you delivered [them]. And then you put in the horse and you went to work and you give him a hand. You'd make a day of it and perhaps come back another day if you could at all. When my barns were burned here the neighbours were here, some days more than we really needed. People seemed to kind of watch more for a neighbour being in trouble or something. One thing that I miss, I miss very much, was our social life.... In those gatherings, we'd go to the house and the horse would be put in and then there'd be a big chat. The men'd have a crack at politics and all subjects and then, first thing, somebody'd slip up to the organ. There'd be an hour and a half, perhaps two hours, of singing. And boy, could they sing! I'd just love to know where I could go, look, I'd pay 20 dollars to go to one of those evenings. I would. Right now... . But that was really our amusement. Our amusement was simple and somehow or other our wants were simple. 1. Confederation Centre of the Arts. The Market Building was destroyed by fire on 30 April 1958. Edward Gillis 123