Canadian music legend Stompin’ Tom Connors dies

Many across the nation are mourning the death of a Canadi-an legend, after reports emerged that “Stompin’ Tom” Connors passed away Wednesday.

Born Thomas Charles Connors in Saint John, New Brunswick on February 9, 1936, Connors died of natural causes at his home in On-tario. He was 77-years-old.

Separated from his mother at a young age, Connors’ early life was spent being raised by foster parents in Skinners Pond, PEI. But despite a challenging youth, replete with poverty, orphanages, hitchhiking and bar gigs, much more was in store.

Connors, known for such songs as “The Hockey Song”, “Sud-bury Saturday Night”, “Bud The Spud”, “Tillsonburg”, and “Big Joe Mufferaw,” would go on to produce sixty-one albums, ten of which still have not been released publicly.

Fiercely patriotic, Connors once returned all six of his Juno awards, in protest over what he viewed to be the Americanization of the Canadian Music industry.

In 1996, he was recognized with our nation’s highest civilian hon-our, the Order of Canada. He would also be memorialized with a postage stamp, and further rec-ognized with three honorary uni-versity degrees.

News of Connors’ death spread quickly. Prime Minister Stephen Harper posted to his Twitter ac-count Wednesday evening, say-ing “we have lost a true Canadi-an original. R.I.P. Stompin’ Tom Connors. You played the best game that could be played.”

Connors is survived by his wife Lena, two sons, two daughters, and several grandchildren.

Volume 3, Number 20 Price: FREEFort Saskatchewan, Alberta • Friday, March 8, 2013

Those looking for a “sweet” taste of Italy ought to visit a delicious new local gelato shop.

Amato Gelato Cafe, lo-cated across from the Dow Centre at 8761 84th Street, is now open. The franchise offers over sev-enty fl avors of gelato and sorbetto, offering up ev-erything from the stand-bys of vanilla and choco-late to more exotic fl avors such as “Lemon Death,” Mango, and Tiramisu, all fresh from massive cool-

ers imported from Italy.

The Amato brand was founded by Mario LoScer-bo, a third generation gelato maker who hails from the Amato region of Southern Italy. Today, LoScerbo, along with his son, produce their au-thentic Italian gelato and sorbettos in Vancouver, BC.

But you only need to go to 84th Street to experi-ence the great fl avor of LoScerbo’s gelato, avail-

able in the bright and peppy decor of Fort Sas-katchewan’s new Amato Gelato Cafe.

Owned and operated by franchisee Janelle Swit-zer, the recently opened Fort Saskatchewan Am-ato shop also offers milk-shakes, smoothies, Italian pastries, grilled paninis and custom cakes.

The cafe is open from 11:30am to 8:00pm. Swit-zer plans to offer extend-ed hours in the summer.

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A “SWEET TASTE” OF ITALY

Amato Gelato franchise owner Janelle Switzer and friend Sonja serve up a pair of delicious gelato cones earlier this week. Photo: Reece Sellin

Sienna fi re contained to garage

For the second time in less than two weeks, a home under construction in Fort Saskatchewan sustained extensive dam-age.

City offi cials reported late

Wednesday that the Fort Saskatchewan Fire De-partment responded to a fi re at an unoccupied, un-der-construction home in the Sienna neighborhood at around 5:45pm.

The origin of the fi re was apparently a space heat-er located in the garage. Although the fi re was brought under control quickly, reportedly there is smoke damage through-out the building.

No injuries were reported.

Speaking about the inci-dent, Mayor Gale Katchur said, via her offi cial Face-book page, that “the house has been turned back over to the owners.”

“Our Fire Department is awesome and next time you see one of your Fire-fi ghters or EMT’s, take a moment to thank them for all they do for us,” she concluded.

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LettersRE: SEARCHING FOR YOU, MARCH 1, 2013

I would like to share the won-derful experience I had while searching for my birth mother. I am 50 yrs. old now and only found out I was adopted when I was 29 yrs. old. Over the years, I searched on and off without any success. I found that either no one really wanted to help too much, or the “agencies” I did contact wanted a lot of money (even if their search for me was unsuccessful).

Then one day a year ago just out of the blue, I recieved an email from Judy Sellin, who I had never even heard of. She had found my post in an adop-tion search site I had registered in years ago, and wanted to of-fer her services free of charge! I admit I was reluctant at fi rst thinking “who ever would do something this special just out of kindness?” After a few emails we fi nally talked on the phone, and believe me it was one of the most emotional phone calls I have ever experienced. By the end of the conversation, I knew she was genuine.

After years and years of me searching, she found my birth mother in just a little over a week! I was extremely shocked to get a call two days after Mother’s Day, to hear that she had found her! The Sunday in that same week I had my fi rst phone conversation with my Mom! It was very surreal

for both of us. Since then, we have talked on the phone every single week, and many emails in between. We actually made a long trip out to the island to meet in person last summer. It was amazing!

Without Judy, I know I would still not have my Mom, my stepdad, my brothers or anyone else in my life! The countless hours she and her son spent on this for me, and done so un-selfi shly and with such caring. She is my Angel on Earth, and I will forever be grateful for ev-erything she has done!Because of Judy, I now also have my medical history, new wonderful relatives I didn’t know about, and answers to the many questions I have had over the years.

I really do know how much time and effort she puts into these searches, and it does take away from many aspects of her per-sonal life. She puts everything aside, including health, fam-ily, business, not to mention all her volunteer work etc. she does. She is one of a kind and not many people in this world today are like her.

I know that if anyone is lucky enough to get Judy’s help, they will never ever regret it! She puts her heart and soul into these searches, and always puts the feelings of others fi rst. For the amount you may have to pay for her services, it will be a life-changing experience that will help everyone in some way, shape or form. Even if I just met Judy today, I would not hesitate in getting her help with my search. She truly is one in a million!

Eternally Grateful, Debbie - Saskatchewan

RE: SEARCHING FOR YOU, MARCH 1, 2013

From a very young age, I knew I was adopted. My adoptive parents told me they went into the nursery, fell in love with me instantly, and took me home. Thanks to such a posi-tive outlook, I grew up think-ing that I really was special;

I was chosen when my friends were just born to their parents! I could never understand that, as I grew up and met more chil-dren who had been adopted, why anyone would be resentful that they were “given up”. However, as I moved into my twenties, I felt incomplete. I had no idea what my ethnic background was, nor did I know if there were any hereditary diseases I should be aware of. When I became pregnant with my fi rst child, I felt it neces-sary to fi nd out about my back-ground. Back in the 1950’s, all that was kept on fi le was “non-identifying information” about the birth mother. I wrote to Social Services and asked to be put on fi le to fi nd my birth his-tory. Imagine my shock when I received my package in the mail only to fi nd out I was one of 5 children (3 girls and 2 boys) that my mother had conceived and given up for adoption, with 5 different fathers to the best of my knowledge. I registered my fi le to meet my birth siblings. To date I have met 3 of them, and still keep in touch with one. It is an odd situation to meet one’s blood relatives, but due to no history with that individual there is no sense of loyalty or love. I received a call from Social Services a few years after my initial registration, advising me that they had located my birth mother and she wished to have contact with me. Af-ter giving it serious thought I agreed, trying to put aside my resentment but also knowing from the information I had re-ceived that she had a terrible childhood with a physically and sexually abusive alcoholic for a father. After several let-ters back and forth, we spoke on the phone. During one of my trips back home to my birth place I met her, and she was able to meet my 2 children.

We kept in contact for a few years after that, but I found her phone calls left me feeling sad and frustrated.

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LETTERS, CONT.

She did eventually marry and have 2 legitimate chil-dren which she kept and raised. She always talked about her “daughters” (well, what was I?) and about how they were doing. I sent her Christmas cards and pic-tures of my kids, but I fi nal-ly stopped contact with her as she would not answer my questions about my birth father, her response being “can’t remember”.

Several years later, I re-ceived a call from one of my birth sisters to advise me that our birth mother had passed away due to compli-cations from MS.

When she died and her le-gitimate daughters were go-ing through her things, they found letters from me and pictures of my children in her purse. Imagine the ter-rible shock these two ladies received, fi nding out their mother had other children! I received a call from my birth brother to tell me that one of our birth mother’s le-gitimate daughters wished to make contact with me. I agreed, and spoke for over an hour on the phone with her legitimate daughter. She explained to me that our birth mother did not know how to say “I love you”, nor did she show affec-tion to her daughters when they were growing up, as she did not know how. Her legitimate daughter told me she knew her mother loved her very much, and realized the severe emotional issues that kept her from express-ing it. I crumbled, knowing that this woman really had cared for me me in her own way, and that the pictures and letters she kept in her purse were her way of keep-ing us close. But how was I to know?

If you encounter a simi-lar situation in your own search, and I sincerely hope you don’t, please don’t judge. Walk a mile in some-one else’s shoes before you condemn or criticize.

Name Withheld - Fort Sask.

Flimsy Whimsy: Ship

By JAI MURUGAN jai@overeasyplease.com

T r u c k e r s and couriers know. Post-al workers know. Lug-gage han-dlers know. My wiser, handsomer,

braver, younger brother knows. Alas, what do they all know? People ship weird things to do with odd addic-tions.

This is a true story because my brother, never a liar, told me. This guy in a quaint vil-lage 100 miles more or less east of a metro area ordered a Big Mac for every Friday. But the burger route and schedule would be as fol-lows, with some, but not

much, literary license clear-ly taken.

Thursday, 2 PM: Man or-ders burger by phone, us-ing credit card to pay. McDonald’s employee is dumbfounded - more than on the day the guy walking his Labrador ordered one for the pooch via the drive-through, saying, “I’m a veg-etarian, but he’s not,” as he paid.

Thursday, 4 PM: city cou-rier driver picks up cold burger in special box. No questions asked because he doesn’t know contents, a box marked ‘FRAGILE’. He ignores the marking, and lobs it into truck. Burger re-mains unharmed, because of proper Styrofoam peanut alignment in packaging.

Thursday, 8 PM: At compa-ny depot, burger is shifted to Big Truck, put on top of pallet, so not to be squished.

Particular forklift operator can read ‘FRAGILE’.

Thursday, 11 PM: Burger leaves on truck for busy dis-tribution center and trans-fer point.

Friday, 8 AM: Driver leaves depot, burger on board, and smells something ‘odd’, but his job is to deliver, not judge.

Friday, 2 PM: Burger ar-rives unharmed, but colder. Nasty bacteria numbers growing. Clostridium botu-linum, escherichia coli, and salmonella battle it out for superiority. 40% is bacte-ria, 60% is burger. Man pays $21.00 for package, unaware of real contents. Man, overcome by hunger, microwaves the package, killing most of the triple threat. Man eats. Built up immunities prevail, as this is the 237th straight Friday he’s placed the order.

Music for Hopenext weekend

This year’s Music for Hope Gala is just around the corner. The event, which raised over thirteen thou-sand dollars for cancer re-search in its fi rst year, will be returning to Fort Sas-katchewan next weekend.

Tickets to the event, in sup-port of the Cross Cancer In-stitute, are still available at $75 per seat or $700 for a table of ten. The gala will feature dinner, a silent auc-tion, and a performance by

ACMA Male Artist of the year, Bobby Wills.

Also attending the gala will be Edmonton Eskimos Wide Receiver, Nate Coe-hoorn. The opportunity to dine with him is also be-ing auctioned. As of press time, the high bid for a pair of tickets to dine with Coe-hoorn sat at $400. Bids will remain open until March 10th.

For more information on the gala, or to or-der tickets, one can visit the event’s website at www.musicforhope.ca.

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SCARS Pet of the Week - Camry

My fos-ter mom can’t un-derstand why no one has s c o o p e d me up

and adopted me! I am SUCH a nice dog! I am house trained, crate trained and I walk very nicely on a leash. I have man-ners, I get along with dogs, cats and children too! I have very good recall and to top it all off I have the most beautiful blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I am very snuggly also so when you need someone to spoon with, I’m your girl! I hope I fi nd my furever home soon! For more info on adopting this pet, visit www.scarscare.org.

Dingers by Ken Schotsch

Inspirational Thought“The fi rst wealth is health.” -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Spiritual Thought“When life knocks you on your knees...well, that’s the best position in which to pray isn’t it?” -- Ethel Bar-rymore

Random Act of Giving Suggestion

This week extend an invita-tion to someone who is alone to join your family for Easter dinner.

High FiveTo one beautiful, giving, and generous lady....Gloria, the owner of Gloria’s Soup Spot at 9713 - 90th St.

Two Thumbs DownTo those who ‘drive and splash’ through water fi lled potholes.

Funny YokesQ: What kind of an egg does a hen never want to lay? A: An Easter Egg.

Q: Why did the Easter Egg hide? A: He was a little chick-en.

A Spoonful of Sugar...Sprinkled over day old muffi ns then warmed in the micro-wave for a few seconds often recaptures that fresh baked taste.

Song Choice of the Week

Candles -- Rufus Wainwright

Book Choice of the Week

Peace and Plenty -- Sarah Ban Breathnach

Did You Know?Yawning is contagious. Even thinking about it or reading about it can cause a person to yawn. Did you yawn yet? Research claims that very young fetuses yawn, how-ever, the contagious yawn can begin in the fi rst or sec-ond year of life. It has also be claimed that if someone in a group yawns, over half of the people in that group will yawn within a 5 min-ute span. The average yawn is about 6 seconds, while males yawn longer than fe-males.

Community Info

Fort Saskatchewan Public Library: 10011-102 Street. Mon-Thu: 10a-9p, Fri: 10a-5p, Sat: 10a-5p, Sun: 1p-5p (closed Sun in Jul + Aug)

Commuter Bus Ser-vice: Mon-Fri, Clareview <-> to Fort Sask. Departs Sherridon Dr and 99 Ave 5:34a, 6:04a, 6:34a, 7:19a, 4:16p, 5:16p, 5:46p, 6:28p, 7:08p. See www.fortsask.ca or call 780.442.5311 for full route details or more info.

Walk In Medical Clinic: 9368 Southfort Drive, next to Shoppers Drug Mart. Call 780-997-0177 for info.

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Sunny Smiles

Carter enjoys a bubblegum gelato at Amato Gelato Cafe earlier this week.

Beautiful Babes

Celebrity Babe Edition! Guess who this beautiful celebrity babe is, and check back next week to see if you are right!

By Fort Sask Life Church Pastor BILL OLSEN

W h e n I was y o u n g , like most o t h e r y o u n g guys back in the 1960s, I

had a paper route, where I delivered the evening news-paper to the doors of about 100 customers. I had a work horse of a bicycle that had a huge “paper carrier” on the front and a custom built carrier on the back to transport my precious car-go every day. The bike was awesome. I bought it used for $5, repainted it, put on brand new tires, and a new leather seat... what a ma-chine! It was a big Triumph “coaster” (special term for a single speed bike) that had an extra large frame, and massive wheels that were built to effi ciently carry the heavy load and easily take the punishment of a hard-riding newspaper carrier.

To be a newspaper car-rier, the delivery had to be on time every day, snow, rain or shine. You needed to be able to outrun bul-lies and rabid dogs, and be able to successfully navigate through the rugged terrain of the shortcuts to maintain timely delivery. All this was done without the loss of a single newspaper and with-out bodily harm. Most days were successful, but then there were others... when

“those days” happened... it usually was bad, as there was no room for error on these sometimes terroriz-ing rides, and once you’ve slipped through “the enve-lope,” catastrophe was im-minent.

Salt Spring Island roads, to this day, have no shoulders. The winding island doesn’t allow for such amenities, and in those days, cars al-ways had the “right of way” when it came to a decision between hitting another car or running a bicycle off the road due to narrow pas-sage. The cyclist had to be able act quickly and be able to instantly fi nd a safe pas-sage through the ditch and smoothly execute a manoeu-vre that would be a smooth fl ow of grace and expertise that would take you back up onto the road without los-ing speed, control, or news-papers after the cars had passed you by. Every paper carrier mastered this tech-nique, and when in a race to get away from bullies on

bikes, could use these abili-ties to shake their predator every time. We were skilled craftsmen when it came to navigating obstacles... most of the time.

One day, there was a black car, whose driver didn’t like me for some reason... I probably passed him on the wrong side of the road going down a hill some-where (which I loved do-ing as they had to obey the 30 MPH speed limit, and I didn’t) and ticked him off or something. This one day I was on route, when out of nowhere he clipped my left handle bar and sent me out of control into a ditch. While trying to recover control, I ended up running into a telephone pole. There were about eighty newspapers fl oating through the air in every direction, now, no lon-ger in neat folds, but com-pletely disassembled and being carried in every direc-tion the gentle breeze decid-ed to take them.CONTINUED ON PAGE 6...

Heart & Soul: Bicycles & Black

Cars

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Gettin’ More of the Good Stu�

“Your Attitude... Propeller or Anchor?”

By IAN HOPEianhope@albertacom.com

I went into a re-tail store on the weekend and in my usual way, offered an up-beat greeting to the young fel-low at the cash register. ‘How are you today?’ I

cheerfully asked. His answer was anything but what I might have expected though… “I feel stuck,” he gloomily responded, saying this with the plainest of faces, eyes cast down towards the fl oor.

Pausing, I responded to him that I hoped he would soon fi nd himself ‘unstuck’, while explaining by that I didn’t mean him getting ‘fi red’ of course.

I see way too much of this lately, and I am particularly concerned when I see it with young people who have got so much life ahead of them - so much to look forward to, and so much that they can hope

and work to achieve in their lives.

To me, a lot of this boils down to ‘at-titude’ and I wish that they could simply see how they have formed or adopted an attitude that really does serve to simply weigh them down, stopping them from all that could be good in their lives - better jobs, better educations, better physical conditioning, better relationships- you name it!

I ran into a short piece years ago, and can no longer remember who even wrote it or where I found it. But I have always thought the wis-dom within what was written to be personal ‘gold’ for anyone, and it was important enough that I have had it on fridge magnets for at least the past two years.

The article explained that ‘attitude’ was more important than any ap-pearance, any talent or skill; also that it would make or break a com-pany, a church, a home, a marriage, friendship or any relationship for that matter. It concluded by say-ing that “nothing can stop the per-son with the right mental attitude from achieving his or her goal, and in the same way nothing could help the one with the wrong mental at-titude.”

What is your attitude about what you do at work? How do you feel about your job and what you are achieving in life by doing it? How you feel and see yourself in your work is terribly important in many ways, and in terms of giving you a sense of satisfaction.

Your positive attitude also allows you true enjoyment - yes, even work is something that is best when en-joyed, and when you can see how your efforts contribute to a better world. Sometimes people just don’t see how what they do makes a dif-ference.

Let me illustrate with an example. There was a clever hospital admin-istrator who had to meet with the janitorial staff for their quarterly meeting and wanted to raise their motivation. She went through the usual information about the clean-ing schedule, how well it was being handled and how the hospital sim-ply ‘sparkled’.

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HEART & SOUL, CONT.

So, for the next fi fteen to twenty minutes, I was gathering paper from the four corners of the earth and trying to get the sports pages separated from the classifi eds and front page news... What a mess... not to mention the bumps and bruises! Completely bewildered, back on track, and while trying to make up for lost time... the complete idiot came by again for another try. On a different road, with no on-coming traffi c, with plenty of room to go around me, the sucker took me by surprise and knocked me into the ditch again.

This time, I had much more speed. I thought that I could easily get through the tall grass in this shal-low ditch and recover quite well. I don’t know why they allowed the grass to grow so high in that par-ticular spot... but I rapidly found out... There was a concrete culvert planted fi rmly and vertically in the ground. It had a huge steel plate on top of it.

The complete unit was protruding a good twelve inches above terra fi r-ma, but was well hidden in the lush, tall, green grass. It was chaos as the bike stopped rather suddenly, while Bill and the newspapers didn’t!

The gentle breeze once again took care of the sports and classifi eds, along with every other section of the newspaper, and Bill looked like his somewhat bent up bike, which now had a fl at front tire, a broken front axle, and bent forks.

I’m ashamed to say that I became a criminal after that... at 11 years old, I threw as much rotten fruit as I could at any black car that came near me...

My heart was fi lled with revenge and bent on evil toward the lousy driver that was probably from Al-berta and couldn’t handle winding, narrow roads and hated kids on bikes.

It only took a couple of weeks to get over my bitterness, as it took that long to fi x my bike and buy myself a rear view mirror to make sure this senseless act never happened to me again. Be safe out there!

Bike Tour Registration

OpensThe third annual Stephie’s Bike Tour for the Stollery will be rolling into Fort Sas-katchewan on Sunday, May 26th. As in previous years, the event will commence at the Dow Centennial Centre.

This very successful event, which to date has raised $95,500 for the Stollery Children’s Hospital, will also offer new tours this year.

60km, 30km, 15km and Family Fun 5km routes will offer something for all ages and skill levels.

Registration for the event is now open.

For more information on the tour and sponsorship oppor-tunities, or to register, please visit the tour’s website at www.stephiesbiketour.com.

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Church ListingsFort Saskatchewan Life Church 50-10420 98 Ave. (Back of Fort Mall). Sunday Service/Kids Church @ 10:15a. Wed. Service @ 7:00p. Culture Shock Youth, Fri @ 7:00p. 780-992-9673. www.fslifechurch.ca.

Fellowship Baptist Church. Pastor Jim Paulson. Wor-ship Service: Sun @ 10:30a. Prayer: Tues @ 7:00p. Awana Children’s Program Thurs @ 6:30p. 9932 - 101 St., Fort Sask. (Ac. from Legacy Park) 780-992-0880.

Church of the Nazarene. Pastor: Stephen Conklin. 9802 104 St., Fort Sask. 780-998-2451. www.fortnaz.ca. Join us Sunday @ 11a for Worship. Sunday School @ 9:50a.

Josephburg Community Church.21380 Township Road 550 (intersection of Twp. Rd. 550 & Sec. Highway 830) Aas you enter the hamlet of Josephburg. Ph: 780-998-9331 Fax: 780-998-9305 www.josephburgcommuni-tychurch.ca Pastor: Rev. Audrey Daley

Partridge Hill United Church. Corner of TWP 542 and RR 220. 780-895-7378. Debbie Brill, Minister. Worship Service: 9:30am. www.partridgehillunitedchurch.com

First United Church. 10409-100 Ave., Fort Sask. 780-998-4060. Rev. Danielle A. James. All welcome. Sunday Worship & Sunday School: 10:00a.

Holy Protection Orthodox Church. Saturdays: Great Vespers, 5p. Sundays: Divine Liturgy, 10a. 281 Fort Mall, 10421 99 Ave. 780-708-2877. All Services in English.

St. George’s Anglican Church. Reverend Maude Par-sons-Horst. Regular worship times: Sunday @ 8:30am Holy Communion (BCP) and 10:30am Holy Communion (BAS) with Sunday School. 10029 – 99th Ave, Ph: 780-998-3620.

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Ambassadors for Change

Fort Saskatchewan Junior High is very busy raising funds in support of Free the Children—an international charity and educational partner that educates, en-gages, empowers, and in-spires youth around the world to care about social

issues involving the exploi-tation of children and pro-vides the practical tools to turn that inspiration into action.

Each year, the charity holds We Days across Canada—day-long educational events that launch a year-long social action program in which student groups are inspired to lead local and

global change. The fi rst We Day in Alberta took place at the Scotiabank Saddledome in Calgary, in October 2012. Approximately 18,000 stu-dents attended, including a group from Fort Saskatch-ewan Junior High. Each student group that attends is asked tomake a commit-ment of one local and one global action throughout the year in order to help cre-

ate positive change in the world.

Fort Saskatchewan Junior High’s Grade 7 Language Arts classes recently held a bake sale, which raised over $690 to support the Fort Ju-nior’s Me to We clean water campaign to provide clean drinking water and sani-tation for life in a develop-ing community. As well,

the school is selling Me to We “Love is...”buttons. The buttons, to be pinned on a sleeve, are sold for $2 each and come with a card to sign and give to a friend—a cre-ative way to send a message and support the clean water campaign. “Love is…” but-tons are available for pur-chase in the front foyer of the school until April 11.

Biscuits and Gravy: Eve of

SeasonsBy BRIAN MASONbrian@overeasyplease.com

W e l l folks, it’s s t a r t i n g to look that time of year a g a i n , where the s e a s o n s

come to a mix up of sorts like the Mississippi River running into the Gulf of Mexico. Sure, it’s beautiful and it’s wild, but good Lord almighty is it ever messy. But I guess there comes a time when those sort of things just have to happen. Now, I’m no carpet bagger in disguise, thinkin’ that winter is anything but over folks, not in the least. Lord knows there’s likely going to be that one cotton pickin’ day when it’s hot out and I’m eyeballin’ my shorts and then suddenly it’s snowin’ and I’m about to plum freeze my royal acorns off.

But regardless, that mix of seasons can be frustrating. We all go through enough

windshield washer fl uid to sink the Titanic four times over, and end up sloshing enough grime about to re-paint the Sistine Chapel ev-ery Sunday morning. Sure, it’s agitating, and it’s beyond the limits of our pa-tience sometimes, but re-member this folks: With a new season comes a renew-al.

For me, the signal to that was the renewal of my li-cense plate, but that’s an-other story. But with this mix of seasons, even with the glistening white snow turning a smudgy brown color, there comes a hope of that renewal of green all around us, the renewal of the proof of life across the landscape. Every year, no matter how harsh the winds may blow, no matter how much of a torrent of snow gets dumped upon us, life returns to the seemingly dead and barren. Just like that seemingly dead and barren landscape, we as individuals will go through many seasons in life where we feel just like that landscape.

We will feel cast down and down trodden, with no sign of hope in our future for a

return to life. But eventu-ally, that sun does rise on our horizon and casts the warmth upon us that turns our season into a ray of hope and abundance of life once again. All we have to do is maintain our faith that our season will turn around. Sure, it looks bleak and full of despair, but every winter will be followed by that re-newal of spring. If you begin to doubt that hope, think of the rabbit, that massive excuse of a bunny that more fi ts a term of a Star Wars freak show.

Each season fi nds it chang-ing it’s color to match the landscape. During winter, it toils for food, warmth and shelther. The outlook ap-pears bleak, no doubt. But through patience, faith and a little bit of hard work, that same elephant-sized rab-bit emerges triumpantly, despite any attempt by the season to drag it under and into the abyss of despair.

Just keep pushing forward folks, towards that horizon. Folks, your eve of that sea-son in your life will come be-fore you know it, so long as you keep your eyes forward to the horizon.

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But then she thanked them for the marked contribu-tion their work was mak-ing towards the survival of the hospital’s patients. She shared her vision about the hospital’s role in the com-munity, its health goals and then tied their results in with the very low incidence in the hospital of staph and other communicable infec-tions.

The cleaning staff went away from the meeting with a whole new sense of im-portance and pride in what they do, not to mention in-creased morale and commit-ment to their employer.

All jobs are important folks - if it wasn’t so, these jobs wouldn’t exist. If you’re a cashier and you’re check-ing people through the till, you’re helping them to get the many things that they need in their life - nutrition to feed their family, medica-tions, clothing for their chil-dren, fuel for their vehicle so they can get to and from work, or perhaps take a sick family member to hospital.

In every job, the ways that your job counts are as nu-merous as the customers you serve, and I encourage every employee to fi nd that meaning in your job and also every team leader to help in that process.

So there you have it… your attitude can propel you to-wards success, and can give you enjoyment and satisfac-tion. But your attitude is what you choose it to be. Be good to yourself and make the right choice.

Happy thoughts to you!

Ian Hope facilitates work-shops that raise the bar on key people skills. His in-sights are highly relevant and valued in today’s work-places. To enquire about Ian speaking or training at your event, send an e mail to ianhope@albertacom.com or go to his website at www.ianhope.com