
Scotia together to fetch my daughter who was studying at St. Mary's University. She had spent her spring semester on an archaeological dig at Grand Pre and promised us a tour. My father has traveled the world but had never been to Nova Scotia though his mother had often visited relatives there. As we stood in the shadow of the Memorial Chapel, scanned the fields for The Expulsion Cross, counted the Surettes in the graveyard at St. Joseph's, we realized we had come not just for my daughter but a family's legacy, whispers from our past that will forever be a part of our future. |
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