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Ontarion
Nova
Scotia Sus
Russ
Gary
Carol
Doug
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From Greg – The
Ontarion
Hello everyone!
Today was a day to
remember
the horror of the WWII death camps of Auschwitz and
others! We all
know that the deaths of over a million mostly Jewish
people at the
hands of the nazi forces! At the time, the nazi leader
Adolf Hitler
decreed the deaths of any and all Jews they were able to
round up and
herd into the camps!
On this day in
history, I
can’t help but feel a personal connection to this event!
When I was 11 years
old my
brother was 13 and worked for Morris Custom Tailors in
downtown
Kitchener, carrying clothes to and from several stores
to the
tailor’s shop to be altered! When my brother didn’t feel
like
working on a Saturday, he would fake feeling ill and my
mother would
roust me out of bed to take his place! This is how I
wound up doing
that job every week and he got out of doing it for the
next couple of
years!
Like I’ve said
before, I
worked for the shop for three years from then on!
The tailor and
owner was Zenek
Taub and his wife! When working for “Morris” I couldn’t
help
but notice the numbers in blue ink tatood on both his
and his wife’s
forearms! When I asked what they meant, Zenek told me
they were put
there by death camp officials during the WW11! He then
told me that
being a Jew he and his entire family members were taken
to Nazi death
camp Auschwitz and the Nazis shot all of his family
members right
before his eyes and imprisoned him for three years
during the war!
That was where he met his wife and once freed by allied
forces, they
married and eventually moved to Canada. He said they
both learned to
alter clothing of prisoners and soldiers while in the
camp! While
Zenek and Mrs Taub sat and told me about their
horrifying experience
they were both moved to tears, as was I! This was the
first I had
heard of such horrors of war! This lovely couple was
subjected to
terrible war crimes and hence were able to make a living
at their
forced learned trade here in Canada after the war! They
treated me
with respect and kindness when I worked for them! They
paid me $3.00
for working Friday evenings and Saturdays and I was
happy to have
them pay me that amount! I managed to buy all of the
important items
of life as a young boy with that money!
I bought all of the
gifts I’d
give to my family members at birthdays and Christmas as
well! I even
bought my roller skates that I still own to this day
with that money!
So, when this
occasion arrises
each year I think of Zenek and Mrs Taub and I thank them
for
enlightening me and ask that I and the rest of the free
world NEVER
FORGET to prevent it from ever happening again! From
here on in, I
pray that no such tyrants as Hitler will never rise to
power again!
I hesitate to say
this but the
world must be wary of people with the mind set of Donald
Trump! HE IS
INDEED ONE SCAREY DUDE!
Thanks for reading
this week’s
Ontarion!
Bye for
now……..Greg:
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From
Nova
Scotia Sus
I
missed writing last week when absolutely nothing came to
me to write
about. Hey Wayne that was quite a story you told last
week and a
picture to prove it. As I read I felt a chill and
suspense coming. Thank goodness you were not involved.
Also seeing deer on the road
is tricky enough. You never know what they are going to
do. Its
funny we live in the country and only see deer once in
awhile. In
New Glasgow ( our nearest town) they are everywhere, on
lawns and
gardens and crossing streets. it's crazy. They are so
used to
traffic that they calmly walk back and forth. A friend
of ours who
lives there has chainlink fences around his gardens and
sitting
areas.
Yea
Carol
I have dreams that seem so real. Especially since we do
so
much babysitting I tend to jump out of bed to stop Ember
from falling
down the stairs.
But
she
is not there. We never have her overnight. Luckily I
then
realize it was just a dream. I'm way too responsible ,
always have
been!
Sus
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From
Russ
Pooped!
Just
returned
from an "attempted" bike ride. The temp has gone
up to zero so it shouldn't be so cold. Yes? With the
wind off Lake
Huron gusting to 56 km/Ph - there was some windchill -
but the
bike-riding conditions left something to desire -
salt/sand had been
spread at intersections and hills, leaving a kind of
heavy crap that
pulled me to a dead stop! Had to de-bike and push the
3-wheeler until
finding some road surface that had not been mutilated.
*
Getting
up
early this morning to make a "slow-cooker" meal before
the arrival of Gail (my P.S.W.) she phoned saying "The
wind is
causing white-outs and I can't get to your place today".
She
generally helps me with my shower on Mondays and my
sits-bath on
Thursdays, so I'll have to stay dirty until possibly
next Monday.
OOPS!
The
power just blinked - enough to scare the hell out of my
old
computer - just left it alone, and it recovered after
about 15
minutes - but will make this short, as the wind is
picking up and
more power outages are likely. The weather children are
threatening
winds gusting up to 100 Km/Ph later today.
My
son,
Greg who lives in Ripley just darkened my doorway -
proud as
punch because he bucked large snowdrifts, and survived
whiteouts to
get here.
"Why
did
you take such a chance?" I asked. Now get this.......he
answered, "To bring in your garbage pail" Now, that's
'commitment'! Truth is; he got new winter tires
($1700.00 worth!) and
just wanted to try them out in a real storm....drifts 4
feet deep
didn't stop him!!
Russ😮
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Its
now
Wed., our regular grocery shopping day and another day
being
"snowed-in" - had an appointment with my family doctor,
my
foot doctor, and my financial advisor. All had to be
cancelled and a
new date planned - one in which the roads are not closed
like today.
This is known as "The land of horizontal snow", as the
snow
remains air-born at high speed until it spies a roadway
- where it
drops! There's hardly any snow in the wide-open fields -
its all
along the shoulders of the roads, and that's not good,
as that causes
drifts that must be plowed back onto the shoulders in
order to cause
new drifts. What ever happened to "snow fences"? They
were
great, unless placed too close to the road, in which
case they caused
further drifting. They never learned to place them
farther away from
the roadways! I guess we now learned what happened to
snow fences -
they never learned where they should be placed!
Your
Uncle
Russ.
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From
Gary
Hello
fellow
Squamidians. My son, Max is an avid fisherman. He
especially
loves ice fishing. When I go with him we always get
skunked. When he
goes on his own he is always sending pictures of all
the fish he
catches. All of us have lots of pickerel fillets in
the freezer so he
releases everything. The other night he caught over
30 fish. I guess
I’m bad luck. Past Tuesday we had strong winds and
snow squalls.
Everyone was in a panic. By morning we had a
whopping 4 or 5”. We
get a 2” dusting of snow and most people are afraid
to drive faster
than walking speed. Where we used to live in Wiarton
on Georgian bay
they’ve had a snowstorm for 2 weeks and now and 6-8’
on the
ground. It sure is nice living in the banana belt
when it comes to
shoveling snow. Stay safe everyone.
Gary
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From
Carol
I
believe we all have some regrets in life; wrong
decisions made, roads not taken, words not spoken. I
have made some poor choices (but
also some good ones) but would not go back and change my
bad choices
because then I may not be who I am today with the loved
ones and
family I have now. There is one thing I do wish I could
travel back
in time for, that would be visiting my grandparents and
talking to
them adult to adult. For instance; I know both my
grandmothers lost
their fathers in accidents while still in their teens
but do not know
how the loss affected them emotionally and coulored
their future
relationships. As a child it never occurred to me to
wonder. I know
how loosing her daughter affected my Grandma Brubacher
because she
made it clear. I didn’t even know my other grandmother
lost a baby
girl also until I was an adult. I have no idea if any of
my
grandparents knew their grandparents. I would love to
question all of
them regarding what they knew of their personal family
history, after
all that is my and my children’s family history.
Both
my
grandfathers were born in 1895. They were the perfect
age to be
conscripted into fighting WW1 but neither were. I would
love to know
how they avoided that. Grandpa Hockridge lost 2 sisters
to the
Spanish Flu but never mentioned that to me, didn’t know
until after
he was gone. I also never knew until years later that
the reason
Grandpa was gored by a bull was because he jumped into
the pen to
rescue my cousin Terry who had fallen in. My grandpa
Brubacher was
always working on something in his barn but I never knew
what nor how
he made his living this way. Perhaps Russel or Wayne
could enlighten
me. I’m sure both grandfathers would have shared stories
of their
lives if I had just thought to ask.
I
don’t want my grandchildren to regret not knowing more
of their
family history so I am starting to write things down. I
will never
put out books like Russel. I encourage each of you to
think about
what you should share with grandchildren, nieces,
nephews etc. while
still able.
Carol
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From
Doug
How’s
it
going…..eh?
Firstly,
Carol
had asked if we remember our dreams. Yes, I often do,
and if I
articulate a dream out loud just after waking, I
remember it longer.
Some disappear as soon as I awaken which is frustrating.
A few select
others I seem to be remembering all my life. I’m not
sure if thats
good or unsettling. Daydreams are much better, you can
manipulate
them.
We
haven’t
seen any bears lately and thats a good thing. However,
now
we are over run with raccoons. Actually, they have been
here all
along but had been keeping a low profile. For what ever
reason now,
they aren’t just slinking around at night but are all
over the
place day and night. There was a pack of about 8 hanging
around in
the neighbor's back yard and our back yard this week.
They would come
up onto our porch looking for food. Heck, one even left
hand prints
all over our glass door. They went up onto our
neighbor’s balcony
to looking in their door. There are two big dogs living
in that house
and its a wonder that one of them didn’t go right
through that door
as she tried to ‘get’ herself a coon. That particular
dog is a
rescue and fully capable of fending for herself in the
quest of food.
As viscous as a raccoon is, that dog would have
literally had it for
dinner.
Its
not
the absence of bears that has let the coons take over
the area,
its the lack of coyotes. For quite a while there had
been a pack of
coyotes working the area. They seem to have moved on and
now the
raccoons have free run. I guess its all cycles. Either
coyotes or
cougars will move back in at some point and clear out
the coons. If
its the coyotes that eat all the coons, then it will be
the cougars
that move back in and eat the coyotes, and so on.
Natures cycles. In
the mean time I can have a little bit of fun shooting at
the coons
with my slingshot. Don’t get upset, I can’t hit the
broad side of
a barn with the darn thing so the pesky coons are quite
safe.
Another
strange
cycle is the weather (I know, your eyes are glazing over
already). After a late summer and all of fall of
non-stop rain, the
rain did in fact stop around New Years. Since then it
has been
incredibly dry. Our nights have been west coast cold, as
in -5 ish
and our days have been mild as in +5 ish but the
humidity level is so
low that everyone has a scratchy throat and dry mouth
and nose. But,
that is changing as we speak. A low pressure zone has
moved onto the
coast bringing a bit of snow and lots of rain, depending
on location
and elevation. We need both so thats ok.
Sue’s
sister
Sherry sent me these photos. It was a friend of hers in
Sauble
Beach that sent them to her. This are how I remember
good old Ontario
winters. This pic was taken at 9pm on Monday evening.
Not much of
that stop sign is showing above the snow.

This
one
was taken north of Wiarton. Time to get out the
snowshoes.

Doug
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Have
a
Good One
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of the persons writing them and should be respected as
such.
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