It may surprise readers, someone my age has never flown before. In fact, this is only my third time out of the province, the other two times were to Quebec, and once was by accident. But that's another story for another time.
“Wanderlust” as it's sometimes called, tongue in cheek, is not something I've ever had. Travelling for the sake of travelling, is not something that intrigues me. While seeing the wonderful places on this Earth, that are different from my familiar surroundings, is interesting, what makes a place most interesting for me, is the people there. Hence, my visit to see an old friend.
But you don’t have to travel far to visit with fascinating people. Scugog, Uxbridge, and the Kawarthas, have some wonderful citizens. Some of them are my family, some are friends, and still others are friendly acquaintances. From the warm families, to the welcoming churches, and the down-to-Earth small businesses, we truly live in a wonderful group of communities.
In a broader sense, Canada is a group of such communities, though not every community is perfect, but we're trying. I’ve heard it said, “Canada is one great big small town”. To me, that’s one of the best things about Canada. And of all these little communities, we’re very blessed to be in the ones we are.
A gentleman who came into the newspaper office the other day, said something to this effect, “I just took a cross country trip, and there are hundreds of 'Port Perrys' in Canada. But most of them are closing down, their businesses aren’t surviving. With our proximity to the city here, we’ve managed to stay small, without our economy failing.” Thank God He’s kept our wonderful small towns alive, so you and I can thrive, right here!
This Canada Day, let’s be thankful for the people in our lives, both near and far, who live in this wonderful country. A country I see as wonderful, not for every changing political view, that comes and goes with the trends; but instead for the people, especially our wonderful elders who have been a constant in our communities, weathering the storms of both the needed, and unneeded, change.
To my wonderful Green, Boyko, and Lackner, families; to my friends; to the children in Sunday school; to the Veterans; to the Tim Hortons tellers; to the street cleaners; to the crossing guards; to the grandparents; and to The Standard readers; thank you, for being Canada. God bless, and Happy 150th Canada Day!