name tag attached to her dress. Her name was " Miss Beasley ". At that time the purchase price would be no more than ninety-nine cents. Patsy dearly loved this doll. To her it was worth more than all the Anne dolls in the world. Where Patsy went, Miss Beasley went along too. If the doll was misplaced and it was bedtime, there was trouble brewing, for Patsy would fret and cry until she was found. Patsy still remembers this doll many years later. This proves that it is not always the cost of a toy that brings happiness. When the children grew older they moved on to bigger toys. They had the privilege of turning the car in the yard when everyone had dismounted after church on Sunday morning. There was hay stored in a second barn a mile from the farm. Because there was more than one load, Terry, who was the youngest member of the family, received permission from his father to drive the truck load of hay down to the farm. The Prime Minister of Canada would not have felt any better than Terry did while driving the truck. He had the satisfaction of waving to his friends who were watching. The children had fun using the facilities available for them. They never complained or looked for more. They made their own fun and enjoyed doing it. Happiness was found living on a farm. Kevin, Dianne and Patsy 78