Prince Albert Tales
My older brother dashed along the tracks yelling, “The Skunk is coming! The Skunk is coming!” We quickly scampered down the track’s grade and hid in the bulrushes along Regina’s Wascana Creek. Soon we heard the rumble of the on coming train - nicknamed - The Skunk. It was one of the diesel trains that a few years earlier had replaced the CPR’s steam locomotives. This new type of train gained its name from the pungent odor that it emitted.
I know, I know! I was to continue the story of ‘The Railroads and Prince Albert,’ but something happened just recently, and it caused me to contemplate writing a different column.
Recently a Santa I personally know recalled some of the conversations he has had. I will quote them as best I can. They bring some humour and insights into what Christmas time brings to us.