Cross-Border Life – 1

Picture Credit: Detroit Historical Society

My husband is somehow distantly related to the late Paul Fair. I would see him at family funerals and he was a truly fascinating guy. I’m American and at some funeral post 9/11 we talked about how the US and Canada had somewhat a fluid cross border life in the 1930s and 1940s. He told me that his mother worked at Michigan Central Station and would walk across the Ambassador Bridge everyday to get to her job as a ticket taker and at the end of her shift she’d either catch a ride with a co-worker or walk back. There were Customs Agents but she’d just be waved through and not have to stop and answer the questions we do today. Just a lady on the way to work.

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