In 1949 I was on the Polar Whaling Co. ship the Southern Laurel, out of Hawke Harbour, Labrador. When we were arriving to start the season, the families who lived there came onto the jetty to meet us. Mr. Fadum, the station manager, spoke to Sammy Turnbull, whose brother Walter looked after the plant in the winter.
"Well Sammy, what have you been doing this winter?" he asked. "Helping Walter, sir," replied Sammy. "And what has Walter been doing?" he asked. "Nothing," replied Sammy.