CONCLUSION

I would like to close by saying that Boughton Island is now vacant. What used to be one mile of water separating it from Launching is now just a stone’s throw, as the sand beach on the Island’s Western side had built over. The continuous drag of fishing boats over the soft sand bar had kept it open, but when that stopped, the beach took off at a very fast rate.

There’s a man from up West by the name of Clifford Wedge who sings old songs. One of them always reminds me of our Boughton Island days. It’s called “Those Days were Good Days When I was a Boy” and it goes like this:

Those days were good days / remember them well, But time keeps on changing as time always will

But /’// live with those memories till the day that I die Those days were good days when l was a boy There was no television, there was no telephone Just an old battery radio in everyone’s home

You would listen every evening the news of the day And the songs of Will Carter the station would play.

As the old saying goes, “time keeps on changing, as time always will”

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