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MEASURING THINGS

THE CONTRARIAN MEASURING THINGS Going back through history, societies have developed measuring systems, often based on parts of the human body. So we have the foot, a convenient way to measure small distances, the yard, that is, the distance from … Continue reading

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THE FARM SLEIGH

THE CONTRARIAN Some of you old-timers remember it – a little house called a caboose, mounted on a sleigh and pulled behind the horses to get you to town without freezing, in the days before they bothered with things like … Continue reading

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MARY POPPINS

THE CONTRARIAN   “Supercalifragilistic expialidocius. If you say it loud enough, you’ll always sound precocious.” Bit of nonsense from a song in the movie “Mary Poppins”, but some truth there. Stay with a script which sounds educated and ‘with it’, … Continue reading

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NORTHWESTERN ONTARIO SEPARATISM

THE CONTRARIAN Back when I was a young Municipal Engineer, I took in every opportunity to learn more, including Municipal Engineers gatherings. At one such, during social hour I was comparing notes with a fellow from one of the Toronto … Continue reading

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IT’S MAGIC

THE CONTRARIAN Hi friend   —  I generally post to my blog in concert with submitting my column to the Dryden Observer.  It has not published for several weeks, nobody seems to know what is happening, anyway as a result I … Continue reading

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DRYDENS FIRST BAKERY

THE CONTRARIAN So, who supplied the bread to the Guy Lake and Bob Lake gold mine camps back in 1897? I claim it was F T Brignall from his bakery in Dryden, hauled in daily on the regular steamboat run … Continue reading

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WAR BABIES

THE CONTRARIAN War is hell. During his six years in Europe, my Dad saw his closest buddy get careless with a land mine and blow himself to smithereens – they picked pieces of him off a nearby tree like leaves, … Continue reading

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