We crossed the border on June 26, 1964, driving from Toronto and heading for Galveston, Texas. Ken had major surgery after graduating from medical school, and the surgeon suggested that he take his Internal Medicine Residency in a warmer climate. Ken completed his internship in Toronto at St. Michael's Hospital. After exploring the options, we selected Texas and they selected him, so after the last day of teaching for me, we headed south immediately. My Mother and Ken loaded our belongings into our car. Our route took us west before heading south, because the deep south was full of violence due to the civil rights marchers. We wanted no part of that. We needed to get on with our careers.
Galveston has changed, but the streets and avenues are all the same. The whole west end of the island is developed. The seawall is the same. The dock area is much bigger. I am happy to visit here with my friends and poke around our old haunts, but I am pleased we moved on.
It is hard to believe that we arrived in Galveston with just what we brought in the car, our brand new blue Ford Galaxie XL. It was a wonderful car. But we made one mistake when leaving Toronto. I took my money out of the Toronto Teacher's Pension Fund, and spent it getting to Texas. Today that money would be worth a lot. We were young and foolish!! But we loved the warm evenings of Galveston.
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