Klondike Letters Project

Translating experience into memory through inspired creation.

Canada on Canada Day

I remember my sore feet, catching up with my brothers, sisters, nephew and nieces and missing my wife. The scenery was grey and misty, the wind pushed us up over the summit. We arrived back in Canada on Canada Day. Being herded the whole way.

I remember my sore feet, catching up with my brothers, sisters, nephew and nieces and missing my wife. The scenery was grey and misty, the wind pushed us up over the summit. We arrived back in Canada on Canada Day. Being herded the whole way.