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     Our House 
     
    
   
   
    
     For the first few years our family did 
     
     not have a home of our own. We shared 
     
     accommodations with our grandfather, 
     
     John Martin Kearney, in Sturgeon, and 
     
     with our uncle, Edward Murphy, on St. 
     
     Mary’s Road. 
     
    

    
     About 1942, our Dad bought an 
     
     abandoned house on Panmure Island. 
     
     This house, in which we grew up, was 
     
     hauled over the ice from Panmure Island 
     
     to its present location in Sturgeon. Over 
     
     a couple of days in March, several teams 
     
     of horses moved it on skids to a spot 
     
     below Sturgeon bridge. 
     
    

    
     From Sturgeon bridge the structure 
     
     was hauled overland several hundred