Thirty-Six Years and Still There!
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At the time this writer was in his first gruesome year of college and as a seventeen
year old I thought Bob's tarnished view of the world seemed distinctly different
from what we thought things were like in rural Saskatchewan. Harvey Manchuk, Danny Kawalchuk of Kamsack, Neil Kowal from Kenora and I lived in a rooming house at 2341 McIntyre Street with star boarder Bob Hughes, from September until Christmas of 1962. Danny and Harvey shaken by the reality of the Cuban missile crisis dropped out of their lab tech course and I got a light house keeping room on Cameron street where I was able to get my life back together and salvage four of my five university classes. My 19.25% in French had to be terminated for the sanity of the professor and the preservation of the French language. The picture on the left shows the protesters of November 62 and the second on the right (light coloured jacket) looks a lot like the talented Moose Jaw writer, Ken Mitchell. |
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The picture at right, was one of the last times we sat around the same table at the Christmas party. From Left to right is Neil, Harvey, Danny, Bob Hughes is in the foreground and I am at the back right. The landlady was a hard working sort who tried to make the Kamsack boys feel at home with borsht and perogies. I was developing an ulcer and thanks to my doctor's poor judgment, getting to experience chemical dependency. The various medications I was given to deal with my stomach problem were laced with healthy amounts of barbiturates and my English professor correctly assessed my Christmas exam as having been written by someone not altogether aware of things. Following a meeting with him I moved to Cameron Street, left Bob and the medication behind, and began, at age eighteen, a new life. |