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                              Squamidian Report – June 8 / 24 
                       
                     
                      
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                        #1150 
                        Including: 
                    Russ 
                    Nova
Scotia
                        Sus 
                    The
                        Ontarion 
                    Doug 
                     
                     
                     
                     
                    
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                    From
                          Russ 
                     
                     
                    PSW 
                    Today
is
                        her last day. For months she has been helping me with my
                        bathing/showering, and she never 'let me down' once! "Down"
                        in this sense, means down in the tub, or down on the
                        bathroom floor.
                        In a word, she has been 'my life-saver'. Being of "a
                        ripe-old
                        age", this crock has balance issues, and is prone to
                        falling. In
                        addition to helping me with my cleanliness, she hangs my
                        clothes in
                        the closets, reaches things out-of-my-reach and even
                        offers to make
                        my lunch. 
                    Now,
I'm
                        "spoiled-rotten"! How will I ever cope without her?
                        Will I be lucky and get a replacement as dedicated as
                        Gail? 
                    The
people
                        at OHIP try to keep us elderly types in our homes as
                        long as
                        possible so as not to clutter-up our hospitals - good
                        idea, but what
                        if said 'elderly' are homeless? Many need hospital care,
                        but are not
                        getting it. Living on the street, or in 'camps' is, for
                        them both
                        unhealthy and dangerous. There are a lot of 'caring
                        people' out there
                        who try to help the helpless: Food banks;
                        overnight shelters;
                        soup-kitchens, etc., but sadly, none of these well
                        intentioned
                        alternatives are not changing the situation much. 
                    Some
                        homeless persons also have mental issues which
                        cause them not
                        to trust anyone - even municipalities which offer free
                        mini-homes
                        with clean, living shelters with beds, safe drinking
                        water,
                        sinks/showers, and toilets - these persons refuse such
                        shelters as
                        they remind them of prison cells! 
                    What's
the
                        solution for our "unhoused population?" Do you have a
                        suggestion? I know I don't. Governments think
                        "affordable
                        housing" is the answer. Affordable for whom? The
                          homeless?
                        Many are homeless because they can neither afford to own
                        a home nor
                        rent one! Rents across Canada have reached an average of
                        over $2200 a
                        month!! To many, 'affordable' means working two
                        part-time jobs, and
                        even then it's a 'toss-up' whether to pay the rent, or
                        pay for the
                        high cost of food! You can't blame them for augmenting
                        their income
                        by 'shoplifting'! 
                    Look
around
                        you.....many are now experiencing another "Great
                        Depression"! Let's look at how governments handled it
                        back then: 
                    
                        1.
                        Apply for Relief. My parents had to "go on
                        Relief"
                        following the depression. This was a make-work project
                        where men on
                        relief were put to work sweeping the streets of
                        Kitchener and/or
                        shoveling snow from downtown sidewalks. They were paid a
                        pittance.(or
                        were they given 'food stamps'?) 
                    
                        2.
                        Apply for admission to The poor-house. There was
                        a large house
                        on Frederick Street in Berlin (later, Kitchener) that
                        provided 'room
                        and board' for equal labour on the attached farm. It was
                        like a
                        communal where every able bodied person worked
                        for the benefit
                        of all. Yes, men, women, and children had to work for
                        their keep. 
                    
                        3.
                        Beg for one free over-night stay in The House of
                        Friendship, and a
                        hot meal or two. Men only. This was the 'better
                        alternative' to
                        spending one night in the crowbar hotel (Police
                        lock-up) Women
                        and men. 
                    PS
During
                        the middle of the last century, when I was a cop, it was
                        an
                        arrestable offense to be a vagrant. One could
                        also be
                        locked-up for 'begging'. The City was ashamed of its
                          poor -
                        so, lock them up - "out-of-sight, out-of mind". 
                     
                     
                    Do
we
                        want to go back to those days? I was originally not in
                        favour of
                        giving the poor a "Living Wage" 
                    Constable
                        #20 
                    Kitchener
Police
                        Force Circa 1955 
                    
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                    From
                          Sus 
                     
                     
                    Its
been
                        a rather cool June so far and we have had some much
                        needed rain. The garden is looking good, the transplants
                        are in and our seeds
                        are popping. We had to haul a lot of water at first to
                        keep plants
                        alive so all that is left to do is weed. Weeds don't
                        seem to need
                        anything to grow, they just grow and grow. 
                    We
should
                        have a good strawberry season, they are just loaded with
                        blooms. Last year we picked strawberries every evening
                        just to keep
                        up with the growth. 
                    Yesterday
I
                        gave up my snow blower to Zane. I haven't used it for a
                        long time
                        since we have a full size tractor that can do the job. I
                        was finding
                        it difficult to 
                    clean
the
                        long lane to the road when the tractor can do it with
                        little
                        effort. It was almost hard to give it up but it made
                        good sense. Sometimes you just have to make good choices
                        and let others do the
                        work. 
                    I'm
planning
                        a trip to Alberta sometime this month to visit my sister
                        Michelle. Also my brother Dennis and his wife will be
                        traveling from
                        Mexico to Michelle's place in Bashaw, Alberta. I haven't
                        seen Dennis
                        in years and this would be a good chance to see them. My
                        brother
                        Warren will be there too and his daughter Rebecca.
                        Sounds like a
                        family reunion way overdue. 
                    I
                        wish everyone a great summer and look forward to the
                        Squamidian in
                        September. 
                    Sus
                      
                     
                    
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                    The
                          Ontarion 
                     
                     
                    Hello
                        everyone 
                    Here
we
                        are again at the summer hiatus for another year! 
                    We’ve
taken
                        the summer off before but this year seems different! I
                        guess
                        it’s because I’ve had to miss a few Weeks due to my
                        dialysis! Who knew that getting old would suck so badly?
                        Oh well, it’ll
                        happen to all of us eventually won’t it? Where is Ponce
                        de Leon and
                        his fountain of youth when I need him? LOL! It’s 2am and
                        it’s
                        another sleepless night! What else is new? 
                    I
                        remember sleeping through the night with no problems for
                        years! Heck,
                        I even slept better than this at the fire hall even when
                        anticipating
                        the alarm would. Ring in the middle of the night, which
                        it very often
                        did! I finally just put it out of my mind and if it
                        rang, it rang!
                        We’d be out of bed and dressed in the time it takes to
                        sit up now
                        when my alarm clock rings! If I had to dress now like we
                        did back
                        then, I’d miss the truck every time! LOL! That is not to
                        say that
                        never happened back then but, not to me! We had one guy
                        that had to
                        be shook out of bed by someone or he’d sleep until we
                        returned from
                        the call unless the incoming extra responders thought to
                        give him a
                        shake! 
                    Needless
to
                        say he got hell from the brass when they heard about
                        what
                        happened! I’m surprised they never fired his butt! It
                        seemed at the
                        time, that he could have walked on water if he tried!
                        Anybody else
                        would have at least been given a few days off without
                        pay for the
                        same offense! This particular guy also had to ride his
                        horse to work
                        from his home in new Dundee when he lost his drivers
                        license for
                        “impaired” driving and he’d tie the horse up behind the
                        station! He (the individual, not the horse) seemed to
                        live a charmed
                        life! Needless to say he was the brunt of many jokes
                        around the hall
                        but still made it to his retirement! I can’t count how
                        many times
                        we had to go to the captain to say “Dave’s smelling like
                        booze
                        again and we don’t want him to be part of the responding
                        crew
                        tonight!” Even then, he’d luck out to have the right
                        captain on
                        duty that shift that would send him to bed or even home
                        in a taxi to
                        save his job! If I’d been his captain then, I’d have had
                        him in
                        front of the chief for sure and then he’d have been gone
                        for sure!
                        But he just kept on screwing up and getting away with
                        mess after
                        mess! 
                    There
was
                        even the time when he hit a woman’s car with his pickup
                        truck
                        in the parking lot next to head quarters station and
                        drove away to
                        report for work! The captain sent him to bed to sleep it
                        off but
                        before he found the bed, the cops showed up to arrest
                        him for leaving
                        the scene! Even then, the cops did him a favor because
                        of his job and
                        drove him home in a cruiser instead of taking him to
                        jail where he
                        belonged! Talk about professional courtesy! WOW! That
                        was the one
                        time the chief heard about his screw up and suspended
                        him for three
                        days! Big deal, he most certainly should have been fired
                        that time
                        but once again survived to work another day! Like I said
                        earlier, he
                        made it to retirement! 
                    The
only
                        blessing was that he never got promoted beyond first
                        class
                        firefighter and thank goodness he never worked for me
                        when I was a
                        captain! 
                    That’s
about
                        all for this week folks! Thanks for tuning in and maybe
                        we’ll
                        talk again next week if we do another week yet! If not,
                        have a safe
                        summer and we’ll see you all in the fall! 
                    Thanks
for
                        reading every week! 
                    Doug
will
                        let me know if and for how long we’ll continue this run
                        until
                        our summer break! 
                     
                     
                    Bye
for
                        now………Greg. 
                    
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                    From
                          Doug 
                     
                     
                    How’s
it
                        going…..eh? 
                    We
are
                        just coming out of about 4 week of cold endless rain.
                        The sun
                        came out on Wednesday and all of a sudden it is almost
                        like summer. I
                        think we were all starting to grow moss, now we are
                        growing smiles.
                        The endless wet weather gave me lots of time to use my
                        flight
                        simulator. I almost said ‘play with my fight simulator’
                        but that
                        would not have been accurate. It is not a game, and it
                        is very
                        demanding, just like real flight is. I’ve been working
                        hard on
                        getting my pattern flying as precise as possible. That
                        is where you
                        fly the circuit doing your takeoff, climb out, climbing
                        turns,
                        straight and level flight, descending turns and landings
                        as true as
                        possible. It requires holding headings and altitudes
                        accurately, and
                        nailing the landings each time. Face it, in real life
                        those landings
                        are quite important. The airport I had been using is YPK
                        in Pit
                        Meadows and then I decided to mix it up a bit and
                        ‘relocated’ my
                        digital self and Cessna to good old YKF just outside of
                        good old KW,
                        the field I earned my wings at back in the 70’s. That
                        has proven to
                        be interesting and fun. It feels somehow very familiar.
                        Needless to
                        say I’m enjoying it very much. One of the cool things
                        about using
                        this simulator program is how smart it is, including how
                        it handles
                        time. You see, when its 6:30 in the evening here it is
                        9:30 in KW and
                        the computer knows it. So, while it is still daylight
                        here it is late
                        evening there and getting dark. I used to love night
                        flying in real
                        life, now I can do it in a sim. Night flying is harder
                        for many
                        reasons but thats ok because the whole point to all of
                        this is to
                        learn, to challenge myself, and to feel the
                        accomplishment of flying
                        without the cost or risk. 
                    As
a
                        student pilot back then, we learned in Cessna 152’s.
                        They are
                        smaller than the 172’s, cheaper to rent, but only hold 2
                        people.
                        Normally that would be the student and the instructor.
                        When
                        practicing without the instructor, you’d be alone in the
                        plane as
                        students could not by law carry passengers. Once a
                        student earned
                        his/her PPL (private pilot license) he/she could get
                        checked out in
                        the bigger 172’s that could carry 4 people, the pilot
                        plus 3
                        passengers. Those planes cost more to rent but were more
                        practical
                        for most flights. I remember the day I did my first
                        solo. Thats a
                        very big deal in the life of a student pilot. I had been
                        up with my
                        instructor and about half way through my hour of
                        training, he asked
                        how I felt, was I tired or nervous etc. I said no,
                        feeling great. He
                        then instructed me to drop him off at the flying club
                        and head back
                        out to do my first solo. Now I was a bit nervous but
                        confident and
                        ready. Cool. I did my flight checks and away I went. The
                        runway in
                        use that day was 08. After taxi clearance and then tower
                        clearance, I
                        lined up, throttled up and away I went. Up and around
                        the circuit. It
                        was a strange and great feeling to be up there, all
                        alone, totally in
                        control and responsible for the plane and my life. I
                        went on to
                        finishing my training, getting my PPL, getting a night
                        rating and
                        clocking up over 200 hours of flight time. I even flew
                        some ultra
                        lights at one point, just for the fun of it. Now I’m
                        flying a
                        simulator. Now that your eyes have glazed over I’ll move
                        on to some
                        other business. 
                    As
you
                        know, we are breaking for the summer as of June 15. That
                        means
                        that next week’s addition will be the last until
                        September
                        or so (depending on interest and demand). If you have
                        anything you’d
                        like included in next week’s letter that would be great,
                        just send
                        it in to me and I’ll make you famous. Or at least I’ll
                        be sure to
                        include it in the letter. Its your chance to bid
                        everyone farewell
                        until then. 
                    Whether
you
                        like it or not, I did promise last week to post my audio
                        version
                        of the old folksong that Sus taught us all those decades
                        ago, The
                        Fox. So, seeing as how I try very hard to be good to my
                        word, here it
                        is. As per usual, it is a bunch of ‘me’ doing harmonies
                        and
                        instrumentation and so on. I’d like to think it is what
                        we would
                        have sounded like way back then but that would be
                        impossible as we
                        were just kids then and now I’m an old man. Just click
                        the link. 
                    The
                              Fox 
                        the audio version 
                    Doug 
                    
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                    Have
a
                                  Good One 
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