Loverboy and I are supposed to reshingle Grandpa’s shop, where he kept all his antique tools and collectibles.

Grandpa had an old tractor seat he'd converted to a stool, which stood in the centre of the shop. He could often be found sitting there having a smoke or just sitting. On the day of his funeral, I went out there. A group of men was standing all around the chair, as if Grandpa was sitting in it. I believe he was.

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I’ve just finished reading Strong Voices: Conversations with 50 Canadian Authors.

They were interviewed in the late ’80s so it’s not an up-to-date book by any means, but it is still inspiring.

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