Prince Albert Voice
Do you have the blood of sodbusters, hayseeds or stubble jumpers in your veins? Chances are very good--almost certain-- that you do.
From 1999 to about 2016 Esther and I travelled to dozens of communities all over Saskatchewan and a few in Manitoba and Alberta to do presentations and readings from our books. For most of that time I had a habit of asking audience members to raise their hands if they had ever lived on farms or had parents or grandparents who did.
Almost everywhere--even in city venues--most of the hands went up.
We’ve moved. What a horrible experience. Never again! I’ve moved more times than I can count without using all my fingers and toes, but this one was torture.
I’m not counting all the places I lived as a child, or as a single young man, which requires nothing to take along but a toothbrush, shoes and a change of clothing.
My wife is one of those people who like to take on a large number of long-term plans and projects. And she’s persistent enough, in spite of obstacles, to carry them through to the end. It’s to the point, if I were braver or more honest I’d call that being stubborn, obstinate even, but persistence sounds more noble--and safer. It’s amazing what people can accomplish with that quality and following are a few examples.
Well, hate may be too strong a word, but just as I think I’ve got a handle on all the new developments on our restless planet, along comes a multitude of new ones to complicate my exhausted mind and, likely, my life. Here are some of the screwiest: