Another beautiful love story I’m allowed to share on my blog. There’s love everywhere. The tricky part is to find it but when you do, you will know it…
Twenty-five years (September 1, 1991) ago I drove North East with my good friend and her cousin. We were going to a tiny place called Seton Portage, where her other cousin, her husband, and their son lived.
We stayed in a motel which was right beside their house trailer and across from the bar/restaurant. Did I mention this place was tiny?
I wasn’t a real bar person so while they were all having drinks and playing pool, I sat over on the other side doing what I love to do, people-watching!
I walked up to the bar and there was a guy stocking the beer cooler and I asked for a root beer. We had a 5 or 10 minute conversation with the usual small-talk questions. We found out that we were both from the Lower Mainland. He was up helping his sister and brother-in-law who had just bought the…
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