by John Ferguson Very young in life, I unfortunately contracted polio. As a result I was required to be tied down in bed or sitting in a chair so as not to put any strain on my leg. My grandfather, Mattie Ferguson, and my uncle, Danny Ferguson, would come from the store frequently and bring [...]
by John Ferguson A couple of years ago [in 2004], Inverness celebrated its Centennial. Eric Ferguson was amongst those “from away” who joined a family group for that pilgrimage, his first trip to Cape Breton. Other than his grandparents, his father’s siblings, and some of their families, he had not met many of the Fergusons. [...]
by John Ferguson When my grandfather, “Jack D”, was visiting our home in Detroit, Michigan one particular time, he was sitting in a chair reading the newspaper. He wore a hearing aid, which in those days entailed a little box that men put in their shirt pockets. This particular day, my brothers David and Art [...]