There was much excitement at seeing Newfoundland. We all became incoherent. We landed in Halifax on February 14, 1948. We all stood in line in this huge hall for passport control. They still had to look at us and approve us. I remember being a bit frightened because of all the authority figures around us and knowing that once again, we had no papers. By the time we were put on the train we were all rather wild. Some of the children just got off wherever they wanted to. I insisted that one of the other girls, Sylvia Ackermann, stay and go on with me to Regina, as we had been told.