THE CULMINATION OF A LIFELONG SEARCH
(January 8-20, 2003)
I had planned to write a diary of my trip to be England to meet my newly discovered family, but soon realized that I would be writing another book! Instead I hope British Home Children researchers will settle for a photo version summary of the remarkable experience of meeting people who once existed as only names to me.
It was a truly amazing trip that exceeded by far my minimal expectations. I saw much more than I expected to see, visited more places than I had planned, met wonderful people who welcomed me with open arms, and was overwhelmed by my family’s kindness and generosity. Many Kind Strangers made the trip all the more joyful. When I met my Aunt, I felt I had brought a bit of a brother home to his sister. When I visited my Grandmother’s gravesite, I felt like brought a bit of a son home to his Mother.
I left Calgary on Wednesday January 8, 2003 expecting an 8-˝ hour flight to London. The plane was over Hudson Bay when the pilot announced there was a medical emergency and would have to return to Winnipeg. I arrived at Heathrow 18 hours after leaving Calgary. Two days were flight days, so the next 10 days were a whirlwind, with an average of 3-5 hours per day in a car, train, or bus. I did not get caught up on lost sleep and managed only 2-4 hours per night. In Southern England, my relatives thought I looked a little “knackered.” In Northern England, they said I looked a lot “shattered.” When I returned to Calgary, on Monday January 20, I slept for 22 consecutive hours. I would not have traded this remarkable experience for anything.
Perry Snow, proud son of a British Home Child