I took these pictures with my Dad in Sherwood Park. I love the norther lights and look forward to see some really great ones from Europe.
Erica worked at the Lennox during my last year at GT. She was the reason that the Lennox became our hangout.
When I was in grade 7 I moved in to my Grampa's house where my father was living. I feel that my life was greatly enriched by having the chance to live with my grampa; North American values usually leave everyone more than one generation removed living elsewhere. He gave me a lot of my perspective on life and he was a large influence during my early teens. Some of my ethics came from him, as do much of my manners.
When he passed away, I was very sad until I saw the body in the hospital... I remember thinking, "That's not him," and the sadness lifted. It's taken me years to realize that even back then I saw that he would live on forever in the ever expanding circle of people and events that he'd touched. He was truly a great man: he was the head civil architect of Edmonton for many years, he won the Alberta Achievement Award for community service, he was constantly involved with his church, he won both the Silver Wolf and the 50yr Service Pin from the Boy Scouts (two of their highest honours), and most importantly to me, he was my grandfather.
I will always cherish his memory and feel it proding me on to become more than I am.
We found this while on a road trip. Isn't it great?!
While on a trip to Huntsville, Elizabeth and I had a chance to go kayaking with Bert and Christina. It was a 6 mile journey down stream. I saw a cow in the river; being a Prairie boy, I didn't think that cows took baths... I was wrong. Unfortunately before I could get my camera out of it's waterproof bag the cow was leaving (see the picture below). It was about two hours in the water and worth every minute. I was a little sore the next day though 