My own ancestors had a pretty tough time when they first came to this country in 1785. They had been doing quite well as farmers down in the Mohawk Valley of New York state when the British and the Americans got into a dispute that led to war. My great, great great-grandfather backed the wrong side and when the war was over he had to send the family up to Canada in order to avoid being tarred and feathered. As Loyalists, the family got land near Kingston, but it was all trees and rocks, and the winters were horrible. Moving to Canada was a real bummer and the people who arrived in 1785 were looked down on by the snobs who had arrived in 1784.
Compensation is long overdue.
Personally, I am willing to settle for a cool million. Over to you, Brian. Thursday October 30th 1997.