A. Sh’u'm'l MncDmm/d D.F.C., M.D. C..M.

As a Medical Doctor, I recall that I had three years in Prince of Wales College before the end of Depression.

About seven years after my mother died, my father decided to g) back to Vancouver and work at carpenter work. By that time he was 65 years old. He lived there for a couple of years, and I met him in Vancouver and talked him in to coming back to Prince Edward Island. When he was about 75 years old, he started to go to Boston in the winter months and stayed with my sister Kathryn. At that time, I had f)ur sisters in Boston, all American citizens.

He would come home in the summer and stay by himself in Little Sands. He and his brother, Neil, who lived in the next house, spent most evenings together. I can never recall them having any arguments - Neil was a couple of years older than my father.

In Smeary, he must have been one of the early pioneers wlo opened up the West and North. I can’t understand iow he could withstand all the hardship of ten years in the \lorth. I recall how he could shingle in frosty weather witiout mitts. He worked in cutting wood for the kitchen stova, usually working in bare hands when cutting down trees.[ never heard him complaining of the cold, although ore day I can recall when we were cutting wood and haulingit out of the woods, he said, ”We will have to go home, its too cold for the horse." On cold, wintry days he would pit the horse in the sleigh and bundle us on the sleigh and tike us to and from the school, which was a mile and .a lalf from home.

My varents always took us up to the Presbyterian church and3unday school in Port Hill. The men sat on one side, the \wcnen on the other. We had a Minister McNeill who had to*ead every word. I used to fall asleep and my father w0)ull give me a jab to keep me awake. He would take me t<o (aledonia and Murray River for services, as

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