Foreword Heron Island's Last Human Birth The Legend Of The Phantom Ship Of The Baie Des Chaleurs Some LaPointe Ancestry The Mercier Connection Beginning A New Life The Island The Children Some Strange Occurances The Day To Day Realities Unforgettable Christmases The Five Dresses The Family Grows Larger More Sons The LeBlanc Fortune The Last Son The War Ends It All Heron Island Today - a footnote Last Word - The Legacy Another Update On The Island and Some Photos

The Family Grows Larger In 1930, another daughter was born. They named her Pauline. Roland decided that she belonged to him and told everyone that he would keep her forever, and marry her when they grew up. She was tiny, dark haired, and quiet, but healthy. Sometime during that summer, there was a electric storm which produced hail stones the size of baseballs on the island. The stones were so large and heavy that they left large holes in the back of the house, stripping that side of the house of paint almost completely. Stella and the children were frantic for George's safety, since he was up at the lighthouse at the time. He managed to make it home without any injury. Later in the day, when he went to the lighthouse to light it for the night, he returned home with an eight foot long strip of wood from the inside of the lighthouse. It had obviously been struck by lightning just after George had left. By this time, the situation across the country was desperate. The west was turning into a dustbowl. People were leaving to search for work in other parts of the country, but there was little help for anyone. R.B.Bennett was the prime minister, and there seemed nothing he could or would do. Bennett could not understand how anyone living in Canada could find themselves without an accumulation of goods and money, sometimes without the bare necessities of life. He felt that the depression was mainly in people's minds. If they didn't walk down the street looking so morose and solemn, everything would be alright. Those who couldn't make a good living in Canada were either lazy or wilfully stupid, he felt and said. Previously self-sufficient people were on "relief", and that amounted to barely enough to keep body and soul together. In the cities, people's wages were getting lower and lower, but those working knew that if they complained, there were many that were on relief who would be more than willing to take their jobs. The companies thus squeezed as much out of their workers for as little as they could get away with. A million and a half people, of a total population of ten million, were on relief. And there was no end in sight. Go To The Art Of Georgette Backs Main Go To The Gallery     A Moment In a Lifetime © 1998-2006, Georgette Backs - All Rights Reserved