When I first see the snowbirds flying in formation over a field I am filled with the contrasting feelings of euphoria and angst. Winter’s arrival does that to me.
I started duck hunting when I was about 14 years old. I hunted ducks and geese every spare moment I had, and some moments that I didn’t have, until to everyone’s surprise I finished high school and went to college.
It strikes me that most every boy needs an old man—someone to take him in hand and mentor him in a way that a parent sometimes won’t or perhaps can’t.
Some question if the Christian church in the West is dying out in this century. In the Canadian context, across denominations, the church appears to be shrinking in almost every way—in our small Presbytery of Kamloops alone, two out of 10 congregations closed in 2015.
What makes the statue of David Thompson even more unique is that standing beside him is a statue of his wife, Charlotte Small. Of all the statuary of the famous early indigenous chiefs, white explorers and other founders of Canada, apparently there is only one that includes the spouse.