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April 22, 1957 I landed in Halifax on April 22, 1957 at 9:15 in the morning. I remember it was Easter Monday; we were all there on deck watching the boat "Olympia" being docked by hand; gangs of men pulling huge ropes just like a tug-of-war game. Nobody spoke a word, each one deep in their own …
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I visited Halifax Nova Scotia on July 15, 2003 where I spent an interesting morning touring and researching my arrival to Canada on the ship - Vulcania. We docked in Halifax on an overcast day on December 29, 1952. This account is the story of Peppino, a nine-year-old boy emigrating to Canada from …
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September 1965 The Trip It was on the 24th of September 1965, the day I turned 10 years old that we left San Vittore del Lazio, a small town some 150 km south of Rome. We left our aunt’s house very early in the morning to go to Naples where the ship Queen Frederica would take the family to Halifax. …
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April 1955 Our trip was never without excitement; we left our hometown of Sambiasc Clabria in late March, as we were to travel to Canada on the Vulcania on April 1, 1955 departing from the Port of Naples. Well, our excitement started right away as I was sick and no matter how much my dad tried to …
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May 1953 Crossing I like many others, have neglected to express my sincere thanks for your welcome that you gave me with open arms. I do not expect you to remember me, a lonely 16 year old with black hair, skinny legs and brown eyes full of tears. Let me introduce you to myself. My name is Bruno …
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A Solitary Journey This Sobey Plaque is in honor of my mother, Carmela Torjan, who immigrated to Canada in 1951, via Italy. In celebration of her own individual journey, I chose to inscribe the Sobey Wall with her maiden name, Citro, because that is who she was when she arrived to this new land. …
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Time 0:06:17 Transcript Narrator (N): At an early age, Giovanni knew that he wanted more from his life. He knew one day he would have to leave the only place he’d ever known. Giovanni Guglietti (GG): The biggest problem was that I, I was the oldest. And I was pushing like crazy. We had to get out …
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General Stories Monica Forberger Stephen Csibor Yolanda Varga Family Stories Before 1956 Andy Alfoldy Anna Spaunberg Irene Gadja Kucha Family Tajti Family Family Stories 1956 Elizabet Fajta Erzsebet Guti Eva Kende nee Varadi Janos Maté Lazslo Galambos S.I. Sipkoi De Kellermann Yolan Bencsik Single …
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General My Hungarian father and German mother and I arrived on what we later referred to as "that floating walnut shell," after a miserable crossing from Naples, Italy. The ship had more than 300 people crammed into every nook and cranny; men and women were separated and although we were …
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General Saxonia.When we came out of Hungary we had to leave everything behind and the money we had was worthless outside the country. The clothing we wore was ill fitting (we got those used shoes and clothing in Austria, since ours were ruined during our escape). Our only wealth was the $15.00 …