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(...)wood cutters somewhere near Ignace. We both made the trip to Canada by sea. That was the most beautiful trip of my life - warm July weather and calm waters. I disembarked in Montreal. With the help of a language translation book I was able to ask, "What's the shortest way to Port Arthur?" As the train rolled westward I recall thinking of Oba (a place in the wilderness). "What have I gotten into? Bush and water, bush and water." I was so glad to see the small city of Port Arthur. Endel was temporarily unemployed so he was able to meet me and take me to my new home. It was one room with a bed, a small sofa, a table, 2 chairs, and a hot plate - for three of us. Liz was then 5 years old. It took me six weeks to get a job as a dishwasher at the General Hospital. We stayed there from 1952 to 1957. A friend told Endel that K-Clark was hiring workers for the woodyard. He got a job and we moved to Schreiber and then in 1961 to Terrace Bay. Shortly after 60 people were laid off including Endel. Fortunately, a janitor was needed at the Public (continued...) 26.5 cm (h) x 20 cm (w)