Smacking Days on Pictou Island

It doesn’t seen like an awful long time ago but in reality it has been over 40 years since I had fished for lobster with my father from Pictou Island. It was customary for us to rise every morning about one hour before daylight. Mother would always be the first one up and she would...

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Shrieks from monsters in the woods …

Far out in the Northumberland Strait lies a tiny island where maybe even today imaginary monsters roam in its woods … I recall my earlier years living on Pictou Island when monsters supposedly lurked in the woods behind our homes. You see every Pictou Island landowner had their own woodlands. Just about every islander would...

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