Prince Albert Voice
What, I asked Esther, if I went broke, so broke I had to give up the pleasures of camping, snowmobiling, long-distance travel, concerts, restaurant meals, shopping… (Here she reminded me I hate shopping.) Well, I tell her, if I had to give all those things up, I could still find life well worthwhile. If, that is, I had just one out-of house activity left: my daily habit of hiking the rural roads and bush trails or cross-country skiing with my dogs.
My old neighbour made what now sounds like a pretty amazing remark. Years ago, after he retired, he spoke to me of his life in faming. On one quarter (160 acres) of land he had raised six kids; they all ate well, were well clothed and sheltered , and any that wanted to go away for further education were provided for. “And,” he said proudly, “I never paid a nickel of interest.”