Prince Albert Voice
We’ve had our first snowfall of the season and it’s not even officially the first day of winter yet, but… I may not survive winter! I don’t mean that in a literal sense – or do I? The first shoveling experience of the season didn’t bode well for me when I discovered so much snow had accumulated in such a short period of time, I couldn’t open the back door much less step out onto the deck to shovel. I figured I’d give it some time to let the wind blow the snow away. Big mistake. Huge! The wind did blow the snow… onto the deck and against the door so opening it was impossible. Eventually access was granted but it took a lot of struggle and creative thinking to accomplish it.
Growing up, we spent a lot of time with extended family on the weekends. So I grew up believing family was important. On Saturday, after the auction sale, we’d go to my Uncle Lambert’s place. He was my Dad’s eldest brother, and many of his nine children were similar in age to my elder four siblings. My younger sister and I were able to hang out together, except for those rare occasions where the elder children were forced to include us… and we were so young we were a drag for all of those teenagers. It was still fun. Sunday morning, after enjoying a spiritual feast, we would go out to lunch – usually Venice House on Central Avenue, and then we’d congregate at Uncle Lambert’s for the rest of the day, leaving after Walt Disney was over. It always amazed me how my Aunt Frances was able to feed all of us from one pot and no one left hungry. And as her children grew and married, the dynamics of our extended family changed but our family gatherings around food continued, even as the food selection changed.
So often we hear the ‘top’ news stories on the news or the headlines of most digital and paper newsprints that lead with a tragic or sad event. These stories are meant to pull us in. Lately, Prince Albert has seen its share of news events such as the rise of COVID cases in our area and the way some of us have become negligent in taking care of ourselves and others as the pandemic continues to play havoc with our lives and the way we see others in this world. Somewhere along the way, some have begun to assume they are infallible… but in the meantime they put the young, the elderly and those with compromised immune systems (like me) at risk. And I am simply not okay with someone playing Russian roulette with my life. When I start to feel angry about how others actions can negatively affect me, I need to find a reason to counteract the anger with hope. My philosophy is for every negative thought I have about a person or action, I must come up with three positive thoughts to counter-balance it. So the negative action this week is the spread of the COVID virus in our area after we had been doing so very well at keeping the outbreak down. Here are three things that people are doing in our community, despite the rise in COVID numbers.
The other day my family and I were out for a drive and stumbled across Prince Albert City Police attending the scene of a crime. We could see there’d been an accident and later we saw a police truck pulled on a tow truck with damage to the front end. Usually when we see emergency vehicles, I whip out my cell phone to take pictures so we can look at the photos and see what happened in greater detail later. This time, the scene seemed like it wasn’t appropriate to do so. And that’s a strange thing for me to say because I am perhaps one of the snoopiest people I know! The next morning, as details were released to the public, I’m kind of relieved I didn’t have my phone out, recording the scene as we drove by. And to be clear, I was a passenger in the vehicle and wasn’t causing distractions to the driver.