I watched with fascination today as a haggard-looking man with grime under his fingernails scoured the sidewalk looking for thrown-away cigarettes. "What decision," I asked myself, "or event could have reduced this man to satisfying his habit through the sheddings of other smokers?" With the toe of his shoe he checked over two butts, decided on one, picked it up and lit it. He inhaled and went on his way.
Who am I? I was born in Saskatchewan to parents who farmed, to a family that toiled. I cherish my green roots, yet identify with Albertan liberalism. I highly regard the Prairie lifestyle and landscapes. I am a man who is decidedly-Christian. I try to live out the Gospel everyday while living and working in the Calgary inner-city. I am enjoying what I do, and the people in my life. I like to write, but am greatly challenged by fiction (Oh, W.O where art thou?). I find happiness in the mountains and behind my camera. On these pages are glimpses of my life. I hope you enjoy my journal.