A. Stewart MacDonald D.F.C., M.D. C..M. 
     
    
   
   
    
     I still can’t recall why I decided to go West after I 
     
     finished teaching school in June, 1937. My sister and her 
     
     husband, along with their young daughter, were visiting 
     
     at Little Sands from Boston, so I decided to go along with 
     
     them to the American border at Calais. It was my first 
     
     trip off Prince Edward Island, other than when I went to 
     
     Pictou, New Glasgow and Trenton, Nova Scotia, which 
     
     was just across the strait from Little Sands. In fact, one 
     
     could see the lights across the strait from home. I decided 
     
     to stop at Saint John, NB, where I thought that I might be 
     
     able to get some work, other than teaching. The only job I 
     
     could see was as an agent for Electrolux, which I tried for a 
     
     week, without any success. One must remember the Great 
     
     Depression at that time, when one could hardly get a job. 
     
     I saw many of the sights of Saint John, NB, the reversing 
     
     falls, and all the smog and fog. 
     
    

    
     One day I was going down the street and I saw 
     
     a sign saying, “From coast to coast for $48.00” on the 
     
     Greyhound bus. I was once told by my father, who was 
     
     at that time in Vancouver, that when one travelled by bus 
     
     one could choose the passage from A to B so I decided 
     
     to go by Boston, New York, down to Florida, back to St. 
     
     Louis then down to Texas, then Salt Lake City, then down 
     
     to California, and back up to Vancouver. My sister was 
     
     surprised to see me arrive in Boston a week after they 
     
     had left me at Saint John. At that time I had four sisters in 
     
     Boston, two of whom were nurses. Little, at that time, did I 
     
     ever think I would be a doctor some day. 
     
    

    
     Ihad a great time in Boston for three weeks. My 
     
     brother-in-law had a delivery truck and delivered parcels 
     
     and fur stoles to all the surrounding towns. Sometimes we 
     
     would drive up to 200 miles a day. He would pile several 
     
     hundred parcels, fur coats, etc., and he seemed to know 
     
     exactly where to go, and always remembered where the 
     
    
   
   
    
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