RICHARD ALLEN SCOTT - Through the Years

RICHARD ALLEN SCOTT
THROUGH THE YEARS
Dad used to return home on
the weekends with an
absolutely filthy (government)
car from all his driving on
dusty/muddy gravel roads,
which is all there pretty much
was in Saskatchewan at that
time, other than main
highways. We didn’t like to
have a disgusting looking
vehicle parked in front of our
house, so we did our best to
‘make it right’.
In July of 1960, at the age of 12, I was ‘sent away’ for a
week at the YMCA Camp Tawasi, in the Qu’Appelle
Valley, a very picturesque area with a string of lakes.
Sounds tend to echo in the Qu'Appelle Valley (that’s
why that call it “Qu’Appelle” – who calls) and sometimes
you will hear a sound that was far away but it will have
echoed off the valley wall closest to you leaving you to
believe that the sound came from the exact opposite
direction of where it really came from.
At camp, I was visited by the family. I seem to recall that I wasn’t
too happy to be there. The tent behind us, is the same type as I
mentioned earlier in which I froze on the front lawn of City Hall in
the middle of winter as a scout.
June 2017
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