I walked over to Marilyn's place this afternoon, pretending it was 1957 and I loved horses.
Marilyn was out riding, as usual. I hung around anyway, pretending her family house wouldn't turn back into a Wascana Centre Authority storage facility.
Pretty soon her family farm on section 5 (township 17, range 19, west of the 2nd) would turn into Hillsdale.
Here is the view across the lake from Marilyn's house.
This would be about as close as I would get to Marilyn today.