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transportation began the journey back home.

I recall coming home in our old car on a moonlit Saturday night when the headlights suddenly went out. Our father was driving and Mother was occupying the passenger side. My sister, brother and I were in the back seat, along with our cousin, Edwina Farrell and perhaps our friend Erma Dunn. Dad instructed Mom to keep a sharp eye for the ditch on her side, and we continued to roll along. Suddenly another car came around a bend in the road, and a single red light on its hood began to blink. Sure enough, the Mounties had us!

The officer didn’t ask to see Dad’s driver’s license or anything like that, but he inquired if we were having car trouble. When it was explained that the