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crop of oats amounting to about three thousand bushels which we sold for seed. We still lived on section 24 so in 1914 we farmed the two quarters, but it was a dry year and on the 8th of July, a tornado struck that place and ruined everything there. Dad and my brother Carl and Uncle Holm were there building. There was a barn built on the farm when we bought it and they were there building an addition on the first barn to be used as a cow barn. We had a two storey house with two rooms downstairs all finished to move into. On the said day, 8th of July, the men were in the house getting ready for supper after a hard day's work. Dad went and looked through the door and the tornado was coming over the hill on B.J. Anderson's north quarter section, so Dad grabbed Carl and went into the cellar. Uncle Holm started running to the north and was getting just in line for the storm. He managed to get back to the cellar. They laid in one corner and the house just lifted and went all to pieces. Nobody was hurt except a dog that got broken bones so it had to be destroyed. We had lost two horses in the spring so we only had two horses and the men found them away out in the field. They started to lead them, but they laid down so there was nothing they could do so they walked over to the other place on section 24. Everything there was okay. So about 1 A.M. that night Dad and I started walking back to section 32. Almost 69 years ago but I can still remember Dad's pale face, all his dreams of 1904 to 1914 gone. So there was nothing else to do then but start all over again. No Government aid at all, but we lived to a ripe old age.

In the spring of 1916, we had a new house built so we moved that summer up to section 32. From there on everything went as usual until spring of 1927. I decided to go homesteading in the Peace River country. My two brothers Carl and Art went there in 1925. The reason for that was that we were still the two of us at home, and Clifford had his mind set on the homeplace. I wanted to start something of my own. I was thirty years old that

Olaf, Carl Sr., Arthur, Maria, Clifford, and Carl.


Olaf and Lina Gronlund and family.

fall. I filed on my homestead July, 1927. I went back to Manitoba to take off a frozen crop and stayed till the fall of 1928 then I went back to the Peace River country and Art went home for a year. Then Carl went home in 1930. In 1931 Dad and Clifford farmed by themselves. But March, 1932, it was my turn to go for awhile so I stayed there till October, 1934. We took off three good crops but no prices. Clifford was nineteen years old so he decided to be the farmer. The folks lived with him till 1946 when they moved to Erickson. Clifford farmed till he passed away January 4th, 1952, at the age of 37, in the Erickson Hospital.

The family farm was sold including the northeast quarter that I had from 1920 to 1934. I might say that I signed the quit claim deed and Clifford bought it back in 1939. My folks lived in Erickson until July, 1953, when Dad passed away at the age of 88 years. I went and brought Mother out to Summerland, B.C., May, 1954. She lived with Art and Martha Gronlund till she passed away in her 80th year in July, 1954. October 1934, I went back to my homestead, the depression was still on so it was hard to make headway but managed to clear and break pretty near the whole quarter section. I had many good crops but no price for it. In 1940, I had put in four and a half years batching so on the 4th of April I married Lina Hjelmeland in Edmonton and we went back to Nampa and we farmed for six years. When I was there I always took part in any community affairs like school trustee and the United Church board. I was chairman for the Farmers Union from the time it started till I sold the farm. After we sold the farm we started up a general store for three years. Then we sold out and went to Sum­ merland, B.C. and started up a grocery store and kept on there for thirteen years. We then moved to the coast and bought a home in Port Coquitlam. We only had the one pension so we had to make the other half ourselves. We worked for the Dunning Publishing Company. They had three local papers so we worked on the circulation, signing up new subscriptions, for nine years. I was then seventy-six years old.

We have six children all married and spread all over B.C. The nearest one is two hundred miles away. They all come home and visit with us. In the summertime we go