Albert TRIPP

                   In the summer of 1949 my father, John Peter Rhodes, took mother, my
brother Harry, myself, and Arthur Edward Tripp to Bowsman River,
Manitoba, Canada.  Wewent to see Arthur Edward's brother, Albert Tripp.
In the only new car my father ever owned, a 1948 Cheverlot, we drove and
drove.  I was barely five and remember little about the trip, except for
a deer we saw along the way.  Father said that the brothers had not seen
each other in, I believe, twenty years or so.  Within a year, I believe,
both Arthur and Edward were dead.
JohnPaul Rhodes
In the summer of 1949 my father, John Peter Rhodes, took mother, my
brother Harry, myself, and Arthur Edward Tripp to Bowsman River,
Manitoba, Canada.  Wewent to see Arthur Edward's brother, Albert Tripp.
In the only new car my father ever owned, a 1948 Cheverlot, we drove and
drove.  I was barely five and remember little about the trip, except for
a deer we saw along the way.  Father said that the brothers had not seen
each other in, I believe, twenty years or so.  Within a year, I believe,
both Arthur and Edward were dead.
John Paul Rhodes