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Legends of Myself 98

August 30, 2014

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98.  Highway 16 & Beyond, 1961:  A Journey Completed There were no more stopovers after our stay in Hazelton.  I suppose on the next stretch of road my father ran out of people to drop in on.  We had now turned off the Skeena, and were following the Bulkley into the interior.  At night, when […]

Legends of Myself 97

August 29, 2014

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97.  Highway 16, 1961: Pepper and Partings I think it must have been a warm sunny September that year on the Skeena.  On our second day on the road continuing on from Tyee, I remember the heat of the pavement creating illusions of water ahead of us as we walked.  We were as kids impressed […]

Legends of Myself 96

August 24, 2014

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96.  Highway 16, 1961:  Four Ragtags I left school, and the four of us left Prince Rupert, presumably because the money ran out —what little of it my father had after the fire in the Boneyard.  The new digs we retreated to, a block or two away, were more expensive than the Grand.  We couldn’t […]

Legends of Myself 95

August 17, 2014

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95.  Prince Rupert. 1961: Milk Cans and Dinky Toys When they came to town, Marylou was 12, scheduled to turn 13 that November, and Irene was 15.  Irene was a little too much older than me to bond with as a peer, and I was too snobby intellectually to accept her in a motherly, elder-sisterly […]

Legends of Myself 94

August 17, 2014

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Part V.  FAMILY, 1961-1962 94.  Prince Rupert, 1961: Sideburns and Sisters And yet I can’t help but wonder whether the fire that burned down our shack in the Boneyard didn’t lead to what followed, and whether—ultimately—that was a good thing or not.  What followed, in the course of things, was a misfortune, a kind of […]

Legends of Myself 93

August 16, 2014

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93.  The Boneyard, 1961: Mail-Order Fire, and Boots Too The fire in Essington happened near the beginning of summer, as the calendar says, though it is located at no particular time in my own memory of that Boneyard summer.  As the summer progressed, some funds from fishing would have started to come in.  That resulted in […]

Legends of Myself 92

August 6, 2014

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92.  July 5, 1961:  Port Essington Burning Dates are scarce for most of the events in my life.  Nowadays we get a date-stamp when we purchase milk at the store, but the dates I usually assign to matters from my early life are necessarily approximations.  But one day I am certain of is when Port […]