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Newsletter Vol. # 32 That's how I see it!

Hello and welcome to this week's newsletter and last one of 2015.

What you'll find in this weeks newsletter: How time flies And Then It Is Winter; check out this postal code XOE OSO; don't get stumped -The Quiz; Drinking and Driving-just don't do it; An Ode to Grandpas; How do you keep a straight face; a very different Christmas Poem.

And Then It Is Winter

You know, time has a way of moving quickly catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. I know that I lived them all. I have glimpses of how it was back then and all of my hopes and dreams.

But, here it is, the winter of my life catches me by surprise. How did I get here so fast? Where did the years go and where did my youth go? I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking that those older people were years away from me and that winter was so far off that I could not fathom it or imagine fully what it would be like.

But, here it is, my friends are retired and getting grey, they moved slower and I see an older person now. Some are in better and some worse shape than me but I see the great change. No longer young and vibrant but like me, their age is beginning to show and we are now those older folks we used to see and never thought we'd be. Each day now, I find that just getting up and going is a real target for the day! And taking a nap happens wherever I sit!

So, now I enter into this new season of my life I'm prepared for all the aches and pains the loss of strength and ability to go and do things that I wish I had done but never did! But at least I know that though the winter has come, and I'm not sure how long it will last, that when it's over on this earth-it's over. A new adventure will begin!

Yes, I have regrets. There are things I wish I had done, things I should have done, but indeed, there are many things I'm happy to have done. It's all in a lifetime.

So, if you're not in your winter yet, let me remind you, that it will be here faster than you think. So, whatever you would like to accomplish in your life please do it quickly! Don't put things off too long! Life goes by quickly. Do what you can today, as you can never be sure whether this is your winter or not! You have no promise that you will see all the seasons of your life, so live for today and say all the things that you want your loved ones to remember and hope that they appreciate and love you for all the things that you have done for them in all the years passed!

"Life" is a gift to you. The way you live your life is your gift to those who come after. Make it a fantastic one!


This is the postal code of the hamlet of Ulukhaktok, located on the west coast of Victoria Island, in the Northwest Territories. Victoria Island is the eighth largest island in the world, larger than a Great Britain and twice as big as Newfoundland or Cuba. 12 of the world's 50 largest islands are in Canada.

Walk a hound, lose is a pound!

The Quiz

What political position did Lord Stanley, the 16th Earl of Derby, who when he presented the Stanley Cup for Canada's best amateur hockey team in 1892?

What team has won the most Stanley cups?

The Syracuse Bulldogs and Charlestown Chiefs teams found in which film?

Since 1915, the Stanley Cup has not been awarded twice: once in 2005 due to the NHL lockout, and once in 1919 due to what?

Whom did Wayne Gretzky marry in July 1988?

What is the only Canadian-based NHL team to have never reached the Stanley Cup finals?

What city is famous for throwing an octopus onto the ice during the playoffs?

How many games must a team win within the playoffs to capture the Stanley Cup?
Answers further down

You can't have everything! Good thing, where would we put it all?

Just What Are You Drunks Thinking?

With the holidays just a week away our thoughts not only go to presents, family, joy, over eating but also to drinking and driving.

In a 10-year period - 2000-2010 - despite a raft of new provincial and federal laws that specifically targeted drunk drivers, the same number of people was killed in 2010 as in 2000. It blows my mind - no change despite all the education and law enforcement.

     Why do these people drink and then drive - consistently?

I am not focusing on someone who makes a poor decision after attending a once a year function, not condoning him or her, but I am referring to the person who drinks heavily weekly/daily and then drives, that is the person who needs attention. The reason they do this says Robert Soloman, director of legal policy for MADD Canada, " because they think they won't get caught". Soloman blames the lack of progress on aggressive advertising by the alcohol industry, the media with a short attention span, and a perception among the public that drunk-driving deaths are somehow less criminal than other offences such as murder and rape.
Statistics for just one year:
     1,278 - Number of people killed in drug and/or drunk driving crashes
     75,374 - Number of people injured in drug and/or drunk driving crashes
     163,893 - Number of damaged properties in drug and/or drunk driving crashes
     2.2 billion is the estimated cost in drug and/or drunk driving crashes

So what can we do about this? These are our wives/husbands, children, grandchildren, moms and dads getting killed by these drunks. Give me some feedback: What would you do to first time offenders, to repeat offenders? I know what I would like to do but give me your thoughts. Tell me how you see it! 

Governor General, Montreal Canadians, Slap Shot, An influenza outbreak, Janet Jones, Winnipeg Jets, Detroit, 16

These are from a book called "Disorder in the American Courts" and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while the exchanges were taking place.

ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?
WITNESS: He said, 'Where am I, Cathy?'
ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS: My name is Susan.

ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.


ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active?
WITNESS: No, I just lie there.


ATTORNEY: What is your date of birth?
WITNESS: July 18th.
ATTORNEY: What year?
WITNESS: Every year.

ATTORNEY: How old is your son, the one living with you?
WITNESS: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
ATTORNEY: How long has he lived with you?
WITNESS: Forty-five years.

An ode to Grandpas

Grandpas are the greatest.
Grandpas are heroes.
Grandpas can pull you out of a crummy mood
and make you laugh till your cheeks hurt.
Grandpas are heart-to-heart and "I remember
when" stories.
Grandpas are comfy, like cotton pj's.
Grandpas hug the little child in you.
Grandpas believe in you deep.
Grandpas are legends.
Grandpas are the rarest gems in all the world
...especially ones like you!
Why thank you Oliver!


 The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
 My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
 My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
 My son slumbered softly, safe in my arms,
 I was happy to be blessed with all of their charms,
 Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
 Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
 The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
 Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
 Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
 In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
 So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
 The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
 But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
 Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
 Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
 My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
 And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
 Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
 A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
 A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
 Perhaps Canadian, huddled here in the cold.
 Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
 Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
 "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
 "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
 Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
 You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
 For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
 Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.
 To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
 Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
 I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
 "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
 That separates you from the darkest of times.
 No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
 I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
 My Gramps died at Dieppe on a day in December,"
 Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas Gram always remembers."
 My dad stood his watch in that Korean Land,
 And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
 I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
 But my wife sends me pictures; he's sure got her smile.
 Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
 Something red and, white, ... a Canadian flag.
 I can live through the cold and the being alone,
 Away from my family, my house and my home.
 I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
 I can sleep in a trench with little to eat.
 I can carry the weight of killing another,
 Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.
 Who stand at the front against any and all,
 To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
 "So go back inside," he said, "harbour no fright,
 Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
 "But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
 "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
 It seems all too little for all that you've done,
 For being away from your wife and your son."
 Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
 "Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
 To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
 To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
 For when we come home, either standing or dead,
 To know you remember we fought and we bled.
 Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
 That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

             You matter and thank you!

I guess that's all I have to say for 2015 It's been my pleasure to share what a number of other authors and myself have to say on a variety of topics. Have a delightful Christmas/Holiday Season to you all and I look forward to sharing with you in 2016.