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memories and losses

Canada has been much on my mind lately—i am craving a trip to my homeland

writing with light

a laurentian stream

Scenes of people in canoes rushing down a river remind me of the Hudson Bay Trappers…I love the memories of Canada.  I love the delicious French Canadian foods and the moods and the wonderful Catholicism which the ancestors imparted to me in the early years of my life.  I was a 2nd generation Canadian boy and at the end of my youth, my culture that I had embraced and loved had died in America.  I felt abandoned by my own life.  As I look at the canoe piloting down a cold river in northern Canada, I remember my good grandmother and her stories of life in the Laurentian Mountains in a small village.  The bears would come out of the great north woods.  The bears would rampage a village and they would have to send troops out into the woods to kill the bear because once they became use to…

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