My arrival into the life!

My parents were married on June 6 ,1915 in her parents home on their farm with only my mothers family present, the Methodists minister married them in her parent front room. They left that year to the homestead in Southern Sask, Canada. My dad had bought a carpet for their home but Grandma Phillips felt he needed cash more than a carpet to keep his new wife warm, so grandma bought the carpet from them for her own parlor so her daughter wouldn't go hungry in this far away country.

They traveled by train to Canada & were met in Milestone by his brother Oscar with a team of horses & sleigh. He then took them to his homestead where they spent several weeks visiting with relatives. My mother was mourning the loss of a jar of peanut butter that had broken on the journey to her new home, which she commented "never got a thing for that 25 cents." My uncle often teased her about her loss. The newly weds traveled by train to the town of Kincaid with all of their belongings where they were met by neighbors who drove them to my fathers 2 room shack on the prairies 7 miles from the nearest town.

Mothers first winter was very cold & as the strong cold winter winds howled, she was expecting me, her first born child. She was used to trees & a milder winter. I was born on April 9, 1916 in that small 2 roomed shack. I delivered by a English nurse whom my father had brought out from Kincaid by horse & sleigh for my entrance into this world.