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Canada to Spokane
I have no idea what kind of boat I made. Paper? Probably not; wouldn't float. By that age, I was an accomplished model-builder, both scratch and kits. The kits were not plastic back then; they were wood. So I would guess something of wood. Perhaps woven or glued from pop-sticks? (We'd call them "tongue depressors" today; everything has to have a fancy, technical-sounding name.) Maybe Dad got us some boat kits, but that's less likely.