On 2nd Feb 1982 we arrived in Canada, at that time we were classed as Landed Immigrants’. Myself, my wife Pat and our two children arrived at Winnipeg Airport and were greeted by Winnipeg’s winter wind, my poor wife started to question our sanity. We had 8 large suitcases, some I could hardly lift, no overweight charges in those days. We knew we had to live out of our suitcases for at least 6 weeks which was when the rest of our worldly possessions would arrive, all 600 cu ft consisting of my tools, rifle box (Used as a coffee table for many years), kitchen ware, bedding , books and toys. Our first night was in a hotel the next day I purchased a used Ford F150 Supercab truck and we moved into a small rented house on the outskirts of Virden. Here we all rolled our sleeping bags out on the carpet and thought we were in heaven. Two weeks late our two dogs arrived, my Dad had looked after them until we were settled, it cost me more to bring my dogs to Canada than my wife. Pat really loves me when I tell people that.
When we had kids at home we always had a Canada Birthday supper to celebrate our arrival, now our kids have flown the coop so tonight Pat and I will treat ourselves to an evening out for a steak supper. Cheers Canada.