Carp Fishing

Carp Fishing

My brother Greg and I had traveled to the bridge near the top of the Lake of the Prairies, south of Kamsack and west of Togo, on Tuesday night. And while we were eaten alive by mosquitoes, we enjoyed watching the huge carp flip flopping in the slow moving waters covering the pastureland of my
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Mrs. Rebalkin

Mrs. Rebalkin

I was standing in line, waiting to pay for the pork roasts I needed for supper yesterday, at the grocery store where I once clerked in the early 1980’s. A little old lady was standing in front of me, thin, black curly hair, smartly dressed. As she carefully counted out the exact change for her
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Shadow Population

Shadow Population

We drove east out of Kamsack on the highway to Madge Lake in yet another tumultuous summer storm-a double date with my brother Greg and his wife Jana. The prairie sky during storms like this is unrivaled for contrast and beauty. “Stop the car,” I said. “I need to get that shot.” I hopped out
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Whist Champion

Whist Champion

They were short one person for the whist tournament at the Kamsack Senior’s Centre, so I was drafted into service by my dad. I was the youngster in a group of 12 that included mothers of several people I went to school with, a world-traveler and educator, and a former military man from the Korean
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The Town I Lived In

The Town I Lived In

The town I lived in is “a shadow of its former self”. This thought went through my mind several times today as I spotted empty lots where familiar houses once stood, buildings boarded up where businesses once thrived, and landmarks of my past, unrecognizable with the passing of the years. While there are less houses,
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Everybody Waves

Everybody Waves

They wave in small town Saskatchewan-a fact that I had forgotten. It doesn’t matter who drives by here in Watrous, they wave. I’m learning to wave back. We drove across the prairies, from the rolling hills of North Battleford to the water-laden flat lands of central Saskatchewan-sloughs and ditches full to the brim from weeks
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Canada Day in Riderville

Canada Day in Riderville

I think Riderville is less about a place and more about a state of mind. We spent Canada’s 143rd birthday in the heart of Rider country where being patriotic comes in equal measures of red and green. The day began with the Canada Day Parade in Drake, Saskatchewan-celebrating their 100th anniversary. Friends, family, residents both
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Bear’s on the Run

Bear’s on the Run

I had a sense that we were in for a treat on this road trip when that black bear went dashing across the highway, about one hundred feet in front of us, just a few kilometres outside Fort McMurray on our way south to Edmonton. The black mass was ambling in the west side ditch,
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Life in the North

Life in the North

I was interviewed by Wayne Taiji yesterday, doing some brand development work for the NADC – Northern Alberta Development Council. He asked a lot of questions about qualilty of life in this region and the quality of living a “northern” life. It put me in mind of one of my first days in Fort McMurray,
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It takes a community to raise a….stage

It takes a community to raise a….stage

While I’m thrilled that we’re heading home to Saskatchewan for a couple of weeks of much-needed R & R, I’m disappointed that we’ll miss three incredible nights of music on MacDonald Island. With terrific support from Big Spirit, MIX 103.7 and MacDonald Island Park, Events Wood Buffalo was able to attract the Barenaked Ladies for
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