“We’d be hanging out, chewing sunflower seeds. You’d walk by, we’d go crunch crunch crunch.” – Barry Sharpe, Yorkton, SK

“We’d pile into the vehicles, head to St. Gregor, strap on our roller skates, and destory ourselves. The theory was we were gonna skate kindly, gently skate around and around. Of course what we wound up doing was playing crack the whip.” – Don Bendig, Leroy, SK

“She’d have the backdoor open in the summertime to where she was sitting so as little kids we’d stand there and watch her.” – Pat Bernisky, Hanley, SK