A Canadian Irony

Before the U.S. joined combat in World War 1, my ancestors fled Canada so a son could avoid the draft. That is quite different from more recent trends and I apologize to Canada for those expat exports. Anyway, the wife and daughters left by train. The father and sons left by ox-drawn wagon. The son in question was hidden in an apple barrel for the border crossing. Upon their arrival in North Dakota, they were robbed of their oxen and some possessions. This does explain my U.S. citizenship and my interest in The Blogging Tories.