Sarah and Harold are fictional characters; however, the story of the freighter is factual as is the reference to the Weymouth Militia. The scene of Sarah and Harold opened the Wartime Heritage (440 Production) stage performances of “Until We Meet Again” in May of 1997. September 1939: The Freighter The afternoon sun cast a pale glow over Yarmouth, Nova Scotia. Sarah sat at the kitchen table, her head held in her hands. The radio droned in the background, its voice a somber reminder of the world beyond. Harold, her husband, shuffled into the room with his lunch box and a newspaper. The radio’s static-filled voice continued. “Terrible, isn’t it?” Sarah whispered; her eyes fixed on the radio. “Every word, every threat, it scares me.” Harold grunted, reaching for the dial. He twisted it, silencing the broadcast. “If it scares you, why listen?” Sarah sighed. Harold settled into the chair across from her, the newspaper spread open. “Home early today,” she observed. “Supper’s not even started. Shall we have a cup of tea?” He set the paper down, weariness etched into his features. “We loaded as much lumber onto the freighter as we could. Pulled out of port half an hour ago. Sarah looked at Harold questioning, “You said this morning that it would take two more days. You couldn't have finished.” “We're not sure what was going on. Strange fellow that Captain.” Sarah leaned forward. “Strange how?” Harold’s voice dropped. “He's been frantic all day. He kept the crew aboard, steaming up the ship since midday. Insisted we load more lumber, worked through dinner. suddenly yells for the deckhands to cast off the lines, and the next thing we know the ship is pulling away with half the cargo still on the dock. “Doesn't sound very sensible to me,” Sarah exclaimed. “What was the rush? “Rumor has it, the captain received orders from Germany.” “Germany?” Sarah’s mind raced. “That's what the foreman said.” Harold continued, “Also heard the militia from Weymouth is moving down here to Yarmouth to guard that field where the new airport will be. “Out near Arcadia?” Sarah asked. “Yes,” Harold confirmed. “And this afternoon, I heard a plane fly over the town.” “It’s coming,” Sarah replied with a concerned look, “War. And no one can stop it.” The following day, Britain declared war on Germany.