Glad Tidings From Just West of 'Toon Town! =)

It has been a frentic week, and, as I speak, myself and the rest of the white trash here in the Trailer Park, are doing a long, slow burn. No humidity, but, 35 & 36 degrees do put a strain on a man. I'm still reeling from the rapidly unfolding events of the last few days, but, today, I can kick back, sit a spell, and relax; that's a good thing, because I have a long and frentic week ahead. I had breakfast at the Flying J this morning, just accross from the Saskatoon Airport, and, come Thursday, this J is going to be flying back to Ontario, and the arms of the woman I love.

Spent a couple hours this afternoon shooting the breeze with sister Rhenaya, and, it was two hours well spent. Rhenaya writes a little poetry, and, as you know, I'm always a sucker for a well turned phrase. Jeasus Christ! There's miracles out here in the West! I'd told you about my fallen brother Glen, and now I can tell you that the fallen have been raised up again! Three times his heart was jump started. 90 minutes his brain showed no activity! Five days in a coma! On Tuesday we were informed that Glen had cast aside the coma's grip, and, was awake & aware, with just a little bit of his memory scrambled. Medical staff assured us, that if, when visiting, we challenged Glen's memory, his recovery could be 100%. It's hard to see them fall ....it's great to see them get themselves up, dust themselves off, and start all over again!

I am, almost, no longer, homeless! Yes, my Ontario house will fall to the axe at the end of the month, and my Trailer Park account is paid till August 16th, but, and it is a big but, I'm now in the process of owning half a town! Yes, I cast a decisive bid on a property in Kinley; it includes a lovely bungalow, framed in 1958, the same year as yours truely! I also am becoming owner of 4 town lots, which adjoin the house property, and, best of all, I'm now officially, again, a farmer ....yes ....just accross the street, I will possess, 6 & 1/2 acres! I have a verbal acceptance of my bid, and the only fly in this oinment, is the fact that the owner, Ron, rejected my offer of $1000.00 down, and wants $5000.00 instead. I'll get over that hurdle, but it will take a little stretching. According to the paperwork, we'll get possession on August 8th. I had looked forward to living in this beautiful city of Saskatoon, and, being able to walk to any of it's many points of interest; but, I'm a pragmatic sort of fellow, and, thirty miles west of, works for me!

In the last two weeks, I've also lost half of the two finest people it was ever my pleasure to know. Harry Godsell silpped off this mortal coil a little less than two weeks past! A good man? No! My best man! Harry's wife, Doris, was Maid of Honour when myself, and Julie Anne Eliza said our vows. I talked to Doris on the phone yesterday, and, as we discussed the man, tears rolled freely down my cheeks, and, even as I type, threaten to do so again! Harry and Doris met in Wasaga Beach when she was 11, and Harry just 9; Doris is now 85. That, is a lifetime, and that fine couple did it with style; a lifetime full, and completely lived. We chose them as our 'best couple' because of our deep fondness, and deeper admiration, for who, and what, they were. We also felt that their presences boded well as a tallisman for our own joint future.

In the meantime, should you happen to be in Kinley, Saskatchewan, come this September, by all means, drop in for a chat, and a cup of tea! I never like to boast of my accomplishments, but, should I buy ]just two more town lots, then, by default, I become the town dog catcher, and stand second in line to the mayor's office!

James (B. a home owner) Mackay