Born in 1957 in the prairie city of Winnipeg, Manitoba, I only spent the first 12 or 13 years of my life living there on a full-time basis. I never was one for extremes in my life, and that went for the weather as well as everything else. Even if you could convince me that -40 C. or F. was livable, I would just point out that that was without any wind, or for that matter, movement of any kind, and Winnipeg truly deserved its reputation for being a windy city. So as soon as I was able, and due to some really boring stuff that I won’t take up your time with, I set out on my own, and actually was hired on by a travelling carnival that first season when I was still only twelve years old. I got back to Winnipeg a few times after that of course, for longer periods or shorter, but my path had basically been set, and when all was said and done, I was pretty much making my own decisions by that time.
I traveled seasonally with that carnival for 13 years or so, and then I started with the regular work force from that point on. That, however, was when I was working, and not just kicking around the country getting into various kinds of adventures and troubles, none of which were so serious as to get me locked up for any more than a few days here and a few days there, but serious enough to mess up any chance at really making anything too significant out of my life. To be fair though, it wasn’t all just bad choices on my part that led to the kind of lifestyle that I was leading, I had some pretty serious issues that contributed to my early departure from the city of my birth, and they continued to stay with me no matter how far I roamed, or how busy I tried to keep myself.
Even with all the usual bad choices that people in my situation tend to make, however, I was still able to lead a pretty decent life, hopefully not leaving too many folks behind with any real grievances against me, though I doubt some of them shed too many tears when I decided it was time once again to move on. Over the years I worked a lot of different jobs, traveled to a lot of different places on this continent, and even managed to get in 2 years of university at the University of Saskatchewan (not bad for a guy who never finished grade 10). I was also married twice, and one of those precious ladies managed to stay with me for 12-13 years, a major accomplishment if you ask me. I also have a daughter out there who I’m very sad to say I never got to know, and that’s the one thing in this life that I’m still planning on changing.
But anyway, before we get all maudlin here and I short-circuit my keyboard with my salty tears or something, I think we’ll just wrap this up by saying that whether it sounds like it or not, this life has been very interesting, and it occurred to me a while back that even a guy like me has something to say, and maybe, just maybe, there might even be someone out there who will find it interesting enough to read. So I started trying out a few ideas for a blog, and this one is the latest. If you are here reading it, and you have gotten this far, then thank-you, and I hope I haven’t bored you. If I have, I’m sorry. If I haven’t, and you are planning on checking back in some day, then thank-you again, and until that time…