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The Value of Friends
By June Hudy – Paradise Hill, Sask. There is no way in this world We can measure the value of a friend; Because to say we can measure it Would be like saying We can [continue…]
jan 2012
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‘Porky’ shared his home with me
By Harold Thom – Nakusp, B.C. I spent the winter of 1948-49 working in a logging camp near The Pas, Man. It must have been the coldest darn place on earth, but I was 17 [continue…]
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Heavy horse team had father fixing a lot of harnesses
By Myrtle (Orsen) Matthews – Sedgewick, Alta. Growing up on our farm in Sunny Valley district in Saskatchewan, farm horses were a big part of our lives. Bing and Bang were our dad’s pride and [continue…]
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‘Make it do, wear it out, make it last’
By Martha Morgan The last time I went grocery shopping, I looked for soup bones but found they cost more than $3 and there wasn’t even any meat on them. I used to get better [continue…]
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I’m Moving On
By Anne Lindgren – Camrose, Alta. Boxes invade my privacy… They probe and jab and point. I am surrounded by boxes That are full, empty and closed. Windows scream for attention I see nothing. The [continue…]
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Garage sale’n granny!
There’s no slowing down 97-year-old Dorothy Downing of Rouleau, Sask. The Senior Paper caught up with Dorothy as she cruised her small town on ‘garage sale day’ in 2011.