Things that go bump in the night

It was a warm sunny Monday morning, June 2, 1954 and my sisters Rita, Rosemary and brother Vincent had risen early. This was grading day and excitement filled our home. Vincent went into Grade 2. Rosemary graded into Grade 4 and Rita went into Grade 6. Miriam Wong from Pictou was Pictou Island’s schoolteacher and...

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The winter of 1958 …

The fall season of 1957 was very mild and there was no snow on the ground for Christmas Day. Enough snow fell on January 3, 1958 to turn the ground white but it melted over the next few days. It remained mild with still no ice in the Northumberland Strait. Bert MacLean from Pictou made...

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The way we used to fish herring …

I recall those many nights years ago when I as a kid would go herring fishing with my father and brother Vincent. Smaller wooden boats used for lobster fishing during those years usually had no cabin. Fishermen however would construct a small plywood cabin that could be easily installed or removed from their lobster boat...

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Thunder, lightning and a little bit of luck

Weird, wacky weather recently blew across parts of Nova Scotia especially in the Pugwash area on Wednesday, August 18. Lightning struck and wild winds blew, however weird weather patterns have occurred before. It happened on Saturday August 8, 1959.  I recall how nice the day started with a beautiful, clear blue sky and not a...

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Seals love to sun themselves at Pictou Island

The tiny section of land situated in the Northumberland Strait called Pictou Island consists of approximately 3,263 acres of land. The northern side of this island is mainly covered with a dense growth of spruce trees. Over the past several years, a couple of summer cottages have been built on this side where a thriving...

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Mom was good luck on Dad’s fishing boat Big M …

When looking back to the years living on Pictou Island, I think of the changes that occurred within the inshore fisheries. From 1940 to 1964, my father had built 22  wooden lobster boats plus two iceboats that were used for island mail delivery. Some lobster boats he had built for himself while others were built...

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A wedding, a tractor and a telephone: Pictou Island in 1954

PICTOU ISLAND 1954 A very mild winter occurred 1954. There was no snow anywhere on the ground for the month of February. Pictou Island’s only dirt road was nothing but mud. March 3rd was a sunny, calm day and my father sailed his boat, The Slo-Mo-Shun, from Pictou Island right up Pictou harbor and tied...

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