47 Glencairn Ave.
Toronto, Ont.
August 26 [1953]

Dearest Cayke:

We got in last night (or I should say this morning since the watch showed 2:30 a.m.). Pash, the dear old thing, met us at the airport and drove us home. We found the vestibule full of letters and magazines but we opened only the most important correspondence and then tumbled into the cots.

Our trip was wonderful mainly in its scenery and in the quaint people at the wharves when the Northern Ranger stayed long enough for us to go ashore. We have gathered a bin-ful of stories. I shall give you one.

The captain, Cal, your mother and I were invited to the home of the Norrises for an hour or so and Mrs Norris told me of the Anglican bishop that came to the port to preach. The janitor couldn't get the stove to work and since it was a very cold day he valiantly went to the Roman Catholic priest and asked him if he would lend him the stove in the chapel and some coal – anthracite. The priest was very friendly and duly the stove was installed. But the anthracite plus the bad chimney sent up an awful smoke and when the Bishop arrived he couldn't preach, couldn't breathe. All he could say was 'I can't preach in this smoke. This is a nice way to treat your Bishop.' To which the janitor replied – 'Well, what could you expect with a Catholic stove and anti-Christ coal?'

Our stay at St John's after the trip was very short on account of the steamer being held up by fog and storm. However, we managed to see most of our friends and relatives. We motored to Topsail to the summer house of Ches Pippy who gave me for your stamp collection a wonderful lot of rare stamps. When we have them classified we shall give you an accounting. We thought it best to keep them in the house rather than send them through the post to you as they might get crumpled or mutilated. Some of the stamps are very old and valuable.

The plane trip from Moncton to Montreal was bumpy because of a thunder storm but we came through it with no other discomfort than loss of sleep.

I am spending this day answering correspondence now long in arrears. Enclosed are two cards for you, the only first-class mail addressed to you.

Just the day before we left St John's I had to give a 15-minute broadcast on the trip – meant only for the Newfoundland Division.

Love and everything else.
Father.


Northern Ranger
The Canadian National Railways coastal steamer in which they travelled from Corner Brook up the Great Northern Penninsula and along the coast of Labrador to Hopedale, and then down the east coast of Newfoundland to St. John's (11-23 August).

Norrises
Unidentified.