Somehow, Winnipeg arose in our conversation. There were three of us at first, shooting the breeze at last week’s Medicine Beach bread pick-up.
By the time others joined us, we learned that everyone had grown up in the Peg or spent large swaths of time there — except me.
In the late 1960s, my family stopped there on the way home from the Maritimes, where we often visited our eastern relatives in the summer.… Continue reading
