Coleraine Road Fire Sometime In 1962 or 1963

It so long ago when my sister two years older started a field fire after getting off the school bus. I was about six or seven years. I can't remember what year it was. I can remember Faye saying she was going to burn the field to help the blue berries grow better as our father had done before. The next thing I remember is the field was on fire and got out of control. I can remember thinking I was going to die that day. I don't think Faye  about maybe nine could have put out the fire that day. I can remember being hot and tired and nervious . That day God sent an angel Mrs Loughery to put out the fire that would have killed both of us. Mrs Loughery live at the top of the hill on Coleraine Road in a little house. She was my babysitter and she took the time to teach me to net. I can remember her big double mattress when I get to stay the night. She was very nice lady. That day our parents were late getting home from town. Mrs Loughery save alot of houses, animals,  people, wild life, and the cover bridge not far from Coleraine Road Mrs Loughery saved too. In 1962  or 1963 , most people didn't have two cars so some people at home didn't have cars. In May I will take a drive out to Coleraine Road and take a picture of the road and hill that Mrs Loughery run down to put out the fire and save two little girls. Lets make May 1/2019 Mrs Loughery Day a women hero. May Canada honour women who put out the fire on Coleraine. She save the deer that were like cattle in the blue berry fields. There were beautifull apple trees on Coleraine Road.  As a child I love it there. I can still remember Tommy out in the field catching a baby fox .Later Faye and I have it for pet. (C) copyrights! Dawn Goff

The Year I Was Twelve And My Mother Went To USA

The year I was twelve I was left at my mother 's friend Marjorie while she went to the USA . I did not know Marjorie well but she started cutting my hair. She was a hair dresser on Bayside Drive. She also had another business a Special Care Home. Anyway I beleive the first night I slept there I was in a room on a hideabed. That night something happened . In the dark of the night a man came into my room and touch me and threaten me never to tell what he did to me. I only remember my PJs on and I was not developed or had no breasts. I felt that I had left my body and went to the ceiling. I don't remember what he did to me. I remember he touch me the wrong way. I was a child. The next day I learn there was Marjorie 's son in the house in bedroom next to kitchen. I remember Marjorie taking me and her son some where for a drive.The son was too old for a 12 years old. I remember the black lady who was her cook for the Special Care Home. They got me to do the dishes and help with the work or taking the trays up to seniors in the home. I remember being anger at my mother  around that time when my mother was rush to hospital and my grandfather and my aunt had to come from PEI to care for us. My aunt told me that my mother was doing somethings wrong and drinking alcohal that cause her to almost die from a stomach issues(C) Copyrights! Dawn