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… When one tells their story It all begins in Greece. From sorrow, a spark of courage A grueling ocean …
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… enormous, black, smelling of tar – not what I would call "land" at all. (This sounds very naive but it was the time before I had any …
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… England at the beginning of November 1946. The ship we sailed on was called the Lady Rodney and we were all traveling to Halifax, Canada to join our Canadian husbands whom we … my five month old son, David. Immediately when I reached dry land, a tall Canadian soldier came up to me, and took David from me, and started …
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… enormous, black, smelling of tar- not what I would call "land" at all. (This sounds very naive but it was the time before I had any …
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… February 16 to May 1, 2017 A "Community Presents" exhibition. Credit: Courtesy of Esther Clark Wright Archives at Acadia University The No. 2 Construction Battalion is a temporary exhibit created by the Black Cultural Centre for Nova Scotia. This small exhibit commemorates the overseas departure of the No. 2 Construction …
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… brother, some cousins, and uncles were there already. My uncle officially “opened the gate” for my family to start arriving in 1950. After that we followed in his footsteps, all hoping for the promise of a better life. After the boat arrived in …
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… of Nova Scotia War Bride Association since its beginning. Note: Originally there was confusion about the date of arrival. All that was known was what day of the week - it was Saturday. …
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… weeks and I turned seven in the quarantine camp in Halifax,” Gerard recalled. “I think for a child, everything, as long as he gets the rest … a little bit, everything's fine. It didn't seem extraordinary to me at all on what I do remember is the matron. “I do recall her taking us out for walks on the cobblestone streets of Halifax …
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… pre budúce ganerácie. Ďakujeme Kanade za náš nový domov. In memory of all Slovak immigrants who came to Canada for a better life and work. …