Sunday 31 July 2016
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: HOW ...
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: HOW ...: HOW MY WIFE GOT HER FISHING LICENSE This week I am in somewhat an agitated mood, so I ...
HOW MY WIFE GOT HER FISHING LICENSE
This week I am in somewhat an agitated mood, so I thought I would blog about that. In fact, I am sure I could write another 3 more blogs on this same subject. It was bad enough that my company truck broke down on Monday, blowing a rad hose in the process and overheating. However by Wednesday night, again that black cloud that likes to screw with me was back, creating more trouble for me as I had a flat drive tire. So thinking the worst was over, I was looking forward to a long weekend where I could catch up on my writing and some "Game of Thrones."
Friday was payday, so that made me a bit more happy as I had my vacation pay released to buy some new tires for my prized truck "Silverbear." Then on Saturday, when I went to take my wife to the airport, another terrible thing happened. She had planned on a wonderful trip to Vancouver to visit her stepdaughter and her new fiancee. She had previously called Westjet, to let them know that although her passport was expired, she still had other appropriate photo ID. A lady at Westjet told her, that was not going to be an issue because she wasn't flying out of Canada. I mean she still had her Alberta Health Care Card, plus she had her birth certificate as well as a Costco card which had her picture on it. So when I went to go drop her off at the airport, to my dismay I discovered the normal route I usually took someone to the airport was blocked due to road construction.So again I found an alternate route and to my utter shock was once more rerouted due to even more stupid road construction.
At this point, I was getting concerned regarding getting my wife to the airport, as we had to be there an hour before her flight time. Luckily I found a third route, dropped the hemi down and got her to Calgary International Airport just in time, as she was the last one waiting to get on the plane. I thought we made it, just in time as everything seemed to be okay. I said our goodbyes, gave her a quick goodbye kiss, got back into my truck and proceeded to depart the airport when my cellphone rang. It was my wife, completely upset and crying telling me that airport security would not let her get on the plane, because her passport ID was expired, not to mention not accepting the Costco card as proof of her identity.
Now to make a long story short, we managed to get the flight rebooked for 4'oclock that afternoon, as we were told to go and get her, if you can believe this, a dam fishing license from Cabellas, because it is a government issued form of ID. We also applied to get her new Alberta ID as well, but heres the kicker. All she needed to have, which we were never told by Westjet, was the fishing license and her healthcare card. I mean if she had a driver's license that would be fine too, but she doesn't have one. Then on Saturday night, Calgary experienced a very bad rainstorm, complete with unfortunately golf ball size hail. It was completely dark after the storm passed, so I felt maybe my truck had escaped Mother Nature's wrath, meaning somehow the large hail hadn't damaged my truck.
After walking out my front door this morning, I was both disappointed and angry that Mother Nature decided to screw around with my beloved 2011 Dodge Ram. I was not impressed to say the least, and now the money I had saved for my new tires, would now be going as an insurance deductible to fix the many dents in my truck. Yes Mother Nature once again, decided to cost me money I had planned elsewhere. So to say my week, was good, okay, normal, would be a huge understatement. I certainly don't know what problems I created for anyone to have to endure this kind of animosity in my life, but bluntly put, this week sucked!
I would tell you to have a good week, but maybe that might be cursing you, so I will whisper it instead. In the meantime, enjoy the first-page excerpt from my second book "Sidewinder"
PROLOGUE
This week I am in somewhat an agitated mood, so I thought I would blog about that. In fact, I am sure I could write another 3 more blogs on this same subject. It was bad enough that my company truck broke down on Monday, blowing a rad hose in the process and overheating. However by Wednesday night, again that black cloud that likes to screw with me was back, creating more trouble for me as I had a flat drive tire. So thinking the worst was over, I was looking forward to a long weekend where I could catch up on my writing and some "Game of Thrones."
Friday was payday, so that made me a bit more happy as I had my vacation pay released to buy some new tires for my prized truck "Silverbear." Then on Saturday, when I went to take my wife to the airport, another terrible thing happened. She had planned on a wonderful trip to Vancouver to visit her stepdaughter and her new fiancee. She had previously called Westjet, to let them know that although her passport was expired, she still had other appropriate photo ID. A lady at Westjet told her, that was not going to be an issue because she wasn't flying out of Canada. I mean she still had her Alberta Health Care Card, plus she had her birth certificate as well as a Costco card which had her picture on it. So when I went to go drop her off at the airport, to my dismay I discovered the normal route I usually took someone to the airport was blocked due to road construction.So again I found an alternate route and to my utter shock was once more rerouted due to even more stupid road construction.
At this point, I was getting concerned regarding getting my wife to the airport, as we had to be there an hour before her flight time. Luckily I found a third route, dropped the hemi down and got her to Calgary International Airport just in time, as she was the last one waiting to get on the plane. I thought we made it, just in time as everything seemed to be okay. I said our goodbyes, gave her a quick goodbye kiss, got back into my truck and proceeded to depart the airport when my cellphone rang. It was my wife, completely upset and crying telling me that airport security would not let her get on the plane, because her passport ID was expired, not to mention not accepting the Costco card as proof of her identity.
Now to make a long story short, we managed to get the flight rebooked for 4'oclock that afternoon, as we were told to go and get her, if you can believe this, a dam fishing license from Cabellas, because it is a government issued form of ID. We also applied to get her new Alberta ID as well, but heres the kicker. All she needed to have, which we were never told by Westjet, was the fishing license and her healthcare card. I mean if she had a driver's license that would be fine too, but she doesn't have one. Then on Saturday night, Calgary experienced a very bad rainstorm, complete with unfortunately golf ball size hail. It was completely dark after the storm passed, so I felt maybe my truck had escaped Mother Nature's wrath, meaning somehow the large hail hadn't damaged my truck.
After walking out my front door this morning, I was both disappointed and angry that Mother Nature decided to screw around with my beloved 2011 Dodge Ram. I was not impressed to say the least, and now the money I had saved for my new tires, would now be going as an insurance deductible to fix the many dents in my truck. Yes Mother Nature once again, decided to cost me money I had planned elsewhere. So to say my week, was good, okay, normal, would be a huge understatement. I certainly don't know what problems I created for anyone to have to endure this kind of animosity in my life, but bluntly put, this week sucked!
I would tell you to have a good week, but maybe that might be cursing you, so I will whisper it instead. In the meantime, enjoy the first-page excerpt from my second book "Sidewinder"
PROLOGUE
Brian Wade is starting his new life in Victoria on Vancouver Island BC. He will go through a variety of sales jobs, relationships with women and various other adventures in trying to find his right niche. Eventually he will find the right woman that puts him in his place and embarks on a long lasting relationship with her.
CHAPTER-1: VICTORIA’S NEWEST SINGLE GUY
I was now living in the spectacular city of Victoria, “Canada’s Paradise." This was truly the “Flower Capital of Canada”, where the streets are lined with pink cherry trees, housing British-styled homes surrounded by luscious green grass. The air from the Pacific Ocean was a welcome relief from the industrial stench of the mainland of Vancouver.
After that first week, I landed in Victoria; I went to work at my new place of business, GWE on Burnside Road in Victoria. Initially I was residing there at our Phone-Room Supervisor Ashley’s home, which was a five bedroom, Victorian-Style home. Here he had rented out each bedroom, which consisted mostly of Chinese college students, which unfortunately spoke very little English.
It was also here, that I met Christina Wine, a young, vivacious blonde-haired young woman I had talked to on the phone, back in Vancouver. Chris was the liaison that arranged for me to work in the Victoria office and was somewhat instrumental in making the necessary arrangements for my relocation. In fact, we got along so well, when we met face to face, we became instant friends. Apparently she was looking for a roommate, so after that crazy first week living in the “Chinese-Zone” I quickly took her up upon her offer. The next weekend, I was quite elated to move out of my tiny room that I had previously rented from that so-called “Chinese Landlord Ashley.”
My next address would be 254 Gorge Road East, and I would reside here at least for the coming year. Even though my new roommate was somewhat attractive, nothing sexual or anything of that nature would ever occur between us. We had established a mutual respect for one and other, so we both chose to never cross that line.
About this time, the late comedic actor Robin Williams was starred in a movie called “Good Morning Vietnam." I had a most unusual but very unique approach of making cold calls to prospective customers. In a very loud and probably quite an obnoxious voice, I would respond on the telephone with a familiar saying. As an example I would change the “Good Morning Vietnam” greeting on the phone with the person’s name.
It might sound like this...”Good! Morning, Mrs Jones”, this is Brian Wade on behalf of The Victoria Firefighter’s Burn Fund”, or whatever charity we were campaigning for at the time. It might seem bizarre, but it was a very effective way of getting the person on the other end of the telephone, quick attention. That was just one of my vices, I would use whatever means necessary to acquire the pledge or sale. I was so confident in my telemarketing prowess that I even flirted with various secretaries on the phone as well. It was in this manner that I could bypass them and talk to the owners, bosses, supervisors, in addition to Vice-Presidents, along with Presidents of big corporations. The bigger donation, the more money in my pockets on payday, so I was quite aggressive in getting the order.
It was also at this time, I had tried to locate the whereabouts of my daughter, Cassandra. However, in that period, I was also led to believe that my parents did not know where she was either. At least, that was what I was what I was told anyhow. Little did I know at that phase in my life, my ex-wife, Stacie had contacted my parents. In point of fact, I am quite positive, she was blackmailing them into having Cassie be there. I later found out, that if they wanted to continue to have Cassie in their lives, they had to play her game. The conditions were as long as they didn’t tell me where she was living, for fear I would try and contact her. That way, my parent’s would be free to take care of my daughter as they wished. I strongly believe that due to this arrangement, my relationship with my daughter became very distant and strained.
Cassandra became extremely close to my dad in her visits to their home too. In fact, she would call him “Poppy” which was short for Grandpa. If truth be told, my Mom and Dad had always wanted a daughter they could call their own, now they had one, literally fall into their laps. I like to say here and now, where they made their cardinal mistake, is they made my daughter Cassandra their whole life! By that I mean they made her the center of attention, which created narcissism in her so much. Thus she felt that she was the only thing that mattered. I also think Cassandra at such a young age took advantage of that fact, so she got anything she wanted, well within my Mom and Dad’s budget anyway. That narcissism that I am talking about will become a mechanism for how Cassie really does get anything she wants, in Book 3 “Road History.”
As for my new roommate Chris and I, well we became extremely close friends renting together. Moreover, it was near to the end of that year, that she met the half-breed Indian named Greg a rather tall and dark complexioned youth. He would definitely be considered half native in origin, although he was a white young male. Surprisingly it didn’t take long for Greg to move in with us either, against my better wishes.Cassandra became extremely close to my dad in her visits to their home too. In fact, she would call him “Poppy” which was short for Grandpa. If truth be told, my Mom and Dad had always wanted a daughter they could call their own, now they had one, literally fall into their laps. I like to say here and now, where they made their cardinal mistake, is they made my daughter Cassandra their whole life! By that I mean they made her the center of attention, which created narcissism in her so much. Thus she felt that she was the only thing that mattered. I also think Cassandra at such a young age took advantage of that fact, so she got anything she wanted, well within my Mom and Dad’s budget anyway. That narcissism that I am talking about will become a mechanism for how Cassie really does get anything she wants, in Book 3 “Road History.”
In fact, I bet you, it wasn’t even six months that Chris and Greg broke up, because he now liked someone better, as well as younger, which worked at GWE. So then Chris got all pissed off at Greg, moved out and now he decided he wanted to be my next roommate. The next week, Greg moved in with me and was now dating Carman who was a telemarketer that worked at nights. Sounds like a stupid episode of “Big Brother” right? But this was what my life had become, at that point.
Carman was this short, skinny fiery red-headed young girl that was just plum crazy about Greg. I guess you could say there was a great deal of fraternization going on, where I worked as well. The real strange thing about it, was why all this was going on, all around me, I stayed single! In any case, could you blame me, from the strange events that unfolded way back in Vancouver? When I arrived there, the first things on my priority list were to buy a car and drive to work, instead of taking a bus.
That following summer of 1989 I had finally gotten myself into shape; in addition to that I was eating lots of fruits and vegetables as well. Yup, I was one happening single, eligible bachelor! I mean I had furniture, a “rock- in” bedroom but still no wheels for transportation! The sports I was involved with included swimming and most surprisingly...tennis. This was mainly due in part as we had a tennis court situated outside our balcony door, which was pretty much accessible to play most of the times.
As usual, I pursued my telemarketing career with such zest and a burning passion like never before. However, the challenge that I had was making a more money which I pretty much reached my limit at this place. I needed to find a job that paid better or at least made some extra cash to save for a car for. It was also at this time, I knew my marriage to Stacie was over for good, there was no going back, this time! The problem, as I previously mentioned was, I was cash strapped to pay for a divorce. Speaking of such an annulment, somehow the “Province of Ontario” took care of that.
Sunday 24 July 2016
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: A REAL LIFE...
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: A REAL LIFE...: A REAL LIFE FIREFIGHTER RANDOLPH MANTOOTH I don't normally focus my blogs on one person, ...
A REAL LIFE FIREFIGHTER RANDOLPH MANTOOTH
I don't normally focus my blogs on one person, but I was so impressed by what I read of Randolph Mantooth (John Gage from Emergency-1972) that I decided to write about him this week.
Randy Deroy Mantooth was born in Sacremento California in 1945 and was the oldest of 4 children. He is of Seminole,Cherokee,Potawatomi, Scottish and German descent. In fact, his mother was German, and his father was from Oklahoma. Mantooth lived in 24 states due to his father's job in the construction industry, finally settling in Santa Barbara California where he grew up.
He attended San Marcos High School where he participated in school plays there as well.Randy followed that up by studying at Santa Barbara City College. He chose his stage name as Randolph but kept his last name Mantooth as a symbol of pride of his Indian heritage.
His performance as "Gar" in the play "Philadelphia Here I Come" earned him the Charles Jehlenger Award for Best Actor. This was also an award he shared with late actor Brad Davis (Midnight Express portrayed real life person Billy Hayes) Mantooth earlier jobs included work as an elevator operator and as a page at NBC Studios.
Randolph Mantooth became an American Actor who has worked in television, documentaries, theater, and film for over 40 years now. Mantooth was originally discovered in New York by a Universal Studios Talent Agent as a graduate of the American Academy of Dramatic Arts. He slowly built up his resume with work on such dramatic series as Adam-12,Marcus Welby MD, and McCloud. Due to his hard work and early success, he was chosen for the lead role as fireman/paramedic John Gage in the 1970 medical drama "Emergency."This was an important show that aired six seasons (129 episodes) and six-two hour television movie specials.
He and fellow actor Kevin Tighe as Firefighter/paramedic Roy Desoto were part of an elite paramedic team assigned to Squad51 of the L.A.County Fire Dept. They would respond to accidents or dangerous rescues in an "Emergency Room on Wheels."There they received directions via a biophone from trained medical personnel at the hospital. The paramedic performed Advance Life Saving techniques to stabilize injured, ill and dying patients before transporting them to a medical facility.
Mantooth and Tighe actually sat in on paramedic classes (no written exams) but rode out on extensive ride-a-longs with the L.A.County FD. Mantooth said the producers wanted them training so they appeared to look what they knew they were doing on camera. The show became an instant ratings hit, reeling in 30 million viewers per week at that time.
Emergency, had become an important chapter in television history. In 1972 there were only 12 paramedic units in North America when the show broadcasted. By 1982, more than half of all Americans were within 10 minutes of a paramedic rescue or ambulance unit due to the popular influence of the show's episodes. The show had introduced audiences from all over the world to the concept of pre-hospital care, along with the fire prevention concepts, along with CPR.Since his experience, Randy has spoken regularly at Firefighter along with EMS conferences and symposia across the United States, while maintaining an active acting career.
He is a spokesperson for both the International Association of Firefighters and the International Association of Fire Chiefs. He continues to campaign for fire fighter health and safety and has been honored over the years with numerous awards and recognition.
Nearly 30 years after Emergency debuted, the Smithsonian Institute accepted their memorabilia into its American History Museum in the public service division but not entertainment on May 16,2000
Among these items inducted included their uniforms,scripts, helmets, turnouts, biophone and defibrillator. In addition to that Project 51 was created to raise funds for a children's burn fund charity plus show the restored squad around the country. Mantooth along with fellow actors from the show Marco Lopez, Tim Donnelly, Ron Pinkard and Mike Stoker embarked on a 10-city tour with the squad to raise funds for charity on their way to Washington with their final destination being the Smithsonian. Soon thereafter Project 51 folded after the equipment was inducted into the Smithsonian and the funds were distributed to burn centers, fire education projects and local museums in the surrounding area.
Randolph Mantooth has remained an advocate of firefighters, paramedics, EMT's and other medical providers. He continually makes speeches, and personal appearances each year at events across North America. Among his topics are the inside story of the television series Emergency! and its impact on the EMS system developments. having worked quite closely with the nation's first certified firefighter/paramedics who served as technical advisors on the set of Emergency. His perspective and insight into the early startup and history of pre-hospital treatment in the field is second to none. Randolph Mantooth is one of our strongest reminders of how North America turned the dedicated delivery of basic emergency care into a systematic approach to EMS and Advanced Life Support.
He is also a strong voice for the health and safety of firefighters and educating them on the dangers of carbon monoxide poisoning along with secondary effects of low-level CO poisoning.
In association with Masimo Corporation,he speaks on carbon monoxide poisoning nationwide. In fact, this corporation funded a video narrated by Mantooth, regarding that same subject to educate firefighters all over the United States and Canada.
His continued work as an advocate for firefighters and EMT extend to the First Nations Peoples. In May 2102 he filmed an Emergency Preparedness video to be distributed to tribal leaders at the Mille Lacs Ojibwe Reservation in Minnesota.
In 2015 he revealed on his facebook profile that he had been diagnosed with cancer and had completed treatment, heading towards a recovery.
Randolph Mantooth dedication to promoting and advocating for the fire service and EMS is shown through his personal reason as well. Mantooth references his own life being saved from carbon monoxide poisoning at his home during the six-year run while filming Emergency. In addition to that, paramedics and a flight nurse saved his sister's life after she was involved in a car accident.
In conclusion Randolph Mantooth is a guy that took his role as a firefighter/paramedic back in the 1970's to a whole new level for the remainder of his life. He walks the walk, and talks the talk. I am proud to have done a blog on such a fine man.
Now sit back and read another wonderful excerpt from my first book Temporary Satisfaction.Enjoy and have another great week!
After that day, I became very adept at running home from school because for reasons I couldn’t understand; only a certain group of kids became my enemies. Quite often they threatened me in class, stating they would kick the crap out of me after I left for home when school got over. I learned to run home real fast and always cut through many homeowner's backyards to get home safely. I recall a classmate I associated with Bo Harkle thought he could beat me up, along with his pal Todd Windermill.Actually,those two had planned to jump me, as I walked home from school one day, but this time I had other ideas regarding that. When I finished running about three quarters of the way home, just a block from my house, I decided I wasn’t going to run anymore, but confront my attackers instead. My brother Chuck, had just walked up behind me and witnessed the whole event, and boy was he surprised. Bo and Todd caught up with me, and said they were now going to lay a beating on me!
I don't normally focus my blogs on one person, but I was so impressed by what I read of Randolph Mantooth (John Gage from Emergency-1972) that I decided to write about him this week.
Randy Deroy Mantooth was born in Sacremento California in 1945 and was the oldest of 4 children. He is of Seminole,Cherokee,Potawatomi, Scottish and German descent. In fact, his mother was German, and his father was from Oklahoma. Mantooth lived in 24 states due to his father's job in the construction industry, finally settling in Santa Barbara California where he grew up.
He attended San Marcos High School where he participated in school plays there as well.Randy followed that up by studying at Santa Barbara City College. He chose his stage name as Randolph but kept his last name Mantooth as a symbol of pride of his Indian heritage.
His performance as "Gar" in the play "Philadelphia Here I Come" earned him the Charles Jehlenger Award for Best Actor. This was also an award he shared with late actor Brad Davis (Midnight Express portrayed real life person Billy Hayes) Mantooth earlier jobs included work as an elevator operator and as a page at NBC Studios.
Randolph Mantooth became an American Actor who has worked in television, documentaries, theater, and film for over 40 years now. Mantooth was originally discovered in New York by a Universal Studios Talent Agent as a graduate of the American Academy of Dramatic Arts. He slowly built up his resume with work on such dramatic series as Adam-12,Marcus Welby MD, and McCloud. Due to his hard work and early success, he was chosen for the lead role as fireman/paramedic John Gage in the 1970 medical drama "Emergency."This was an important show that aired six seasons (129 episodes) and six-two hour television movie specials.
He and fellow actor Kevin Tighe as Firefighter/paramedic Roy Desoto were part of an elite paramedic team assigned to Squad51 of the L.A.County Fire Dept. They would respond to accidents or dangerous rescues in an "Emergency Room on Wheels."There they received directions via a biophone from trained medical personnel at the hospital. The paramedic performed Advance Life Saving techniques to stabilize injured, ill and dying patients before transporting them to a medical facility.
Mantooth and Tighe actually sat in on paramedic classes (no written exams) but rode out on extensive ride-a-longs with the L.A.County FD. Mantooth said the producers wanted them training so they appeared to look what they knew they were doing on camera. The show became an instant ratings hit, reeling in 30 million viewers per week at that time.
Emergency, had become an important chapter in television history. In 1972 there were only 12 paramedic units in North America when the show broadcasted. By 1982, more than half of all Americans were within 10 minutes of a paramedic rescue or ambulance unit due to the popular influence of the show's episodes. The show had introduced audiences from all over the world to the concept of pre-hospital care, along with the fire prevention concepts, along with CPR.Since his experience, Randy has spoken regularly at Firefighter along with EMS conferences and symposia across the United States, while maintaining an active acting career.
He is a spokesperson for both the International Association of Firefighters and the International Association of Fire Chiefs. He continues to campaign for fire fighter health and safety and has been honored over the years with numerous awards and recognition.
Nearly 30 years after Emergency debuted, the Smithsonian Institute accepted their memorabilia into its American History Museum in the public service division but not entertainment on May 16,2000
Among these items inducted included their uniforms,scripts, helmets, turnouts, biophone and defibrillator. In addition to that Project 51 was created to raise funds for a children's burn fund charity plus show the restored squad around the country. Mantooth along with fellow actors from the show Marco Lopez, Tim Donnelly, Ron Pinkard and Mike Stoker embarked on a 10-city tour with the squad to raise funds for charity on their way to Washington with their final destination being the Smithsonian. Soon thereafter Project 51 folded after the equipment was inducted into the Smithsonian and the funds were distributed to burn centers, fire education projects and local museums in the surrounding area.
Randolph Mantooth has remained an advocate of firefighters, paramedics, EMT's and other medical providers. He continually makes speeches, and personal appearances each year at events across North America. Among his topics are the inside story of the television series Emergency! and its impact on the EMS system developments. having worked quite closely with the nation's first certified firefighter/paramedics who served as technical advisors on the set of Emergency. His perspective and insight into the early startup and history of pre-hospital treatment in the field is second to none. Randolph Mantooth is one of our strongest reminders of how North America turned the dedicated delivery of basic emergency care into a systematic approach to EMS and Advanced Life Support.
He is also a strong voice for the health and safety of firefighters and educating them on the dangers of carbon monoxide poisoning along with secondary effects of low-level CO poisoning.
In association with Masimo Corporation,he speaks on carbon monoxide poisoning nationwide. In fact, this corporation funded a video narrated by Mantooth, regarding that same subject to educate firefighters all over the United States and Canada.
His continued work as an advocate for firefighters and EMT extend to the First Nations Peoples. In May 2102 he filmed an Emergency Preparedness video to be distributed to tribal leaders at the Mille Lacs Ojibwe Reservation in Minnesota.
In 2015 he revealed on his facebook profile that he had been diagnosed with cancer and had completed treatment, heading towards a recovery.
Randolph Mantooth dedication to promoting and advocating for the fire service and EMS is shown through his personal reason as well. Mantooth references his own life being saved from carbon monoxide poisoning at his home during the six-year run while filming Emergency. In addition to that, paramedics and a flight nurse saved his sister's life after she was involved in a car accident.
In conclusion Randolph Mantooth is a guy that took his role as a firefighter/paramedic back in the 1970's to a whole new level for the remainder of his life. He walks the walk, and talks the talk. I am proud to have done a blog on such a fine man.
Now sit back and read another wonderful excerpt from my first book Temporary Satisfaction.Enjoy and have another great week!
After that day, I became very adept at running home from school because for reasons I couldn’t understand; only a certain group of kids became my enemies. Quite often they threatened me in class, stating they would kick the crap out of me after I left for home when school got over. I learned to run home real fast and always cut through many homeowner's backyards to get home safely. I recall a classmate I associated with Bo Harkle thought he could beat me up, along with his pal Todd Windermill.Actually,those two had planned to jump me, as I walked home from school one day, but this time I had other ideas regarding that. When I finished running about three quarters of the way home, just a block from my house, I decided I wasn’t going to run anymore, but confront my attackers instead. My brother Chuck, had just walked up behind me and witnessed the whole event, and boy was he surprised. Bo and Todd caught up with me, and said they were now going to lay a beating on me!
Later that evening, my brother Chuck told my Mom that “Brian just had a rangy on Bo Harkle that day”.
He explained to her that I was all fists, two legs, and put Bo in the scissors, so I was squeezing the life out him so intensely to the point, He started turning blue but Bo had learned his lesson in messing with me that day.
There was a real odd and daily occurrence going on as well, while I was participating in Grade five at Hillcrest Public School too. My hormones were now waking up to the “wonderful world of girls.” I remember this skinny sunny blonde haired girl who had a real crush on me. I simply can’t forget Camilla Ramilton and her side kick Rosanne Cobillard.
Now, the craziest thing about our little romance was Cam, as I called her, would offer me money, to chase her and Rosanne around the schoolyard at recess! We’re not talking ten or 25 cents either; it usually amounted to $5.00 a shot per recess, which was just crazy right? On Fridays it was always ten dollars that would be put in my hands to do the sexy deed.
I guess it was because I accepted it and chased her along with Rosanne all around the school yard, so Cam Ramilton might be considered another one of my girlfriends. Either that or it was my first time prostituting myself? I mean we did hold hands and she would give me the odd kiss at recess usually when nobody was looking at us, so that meant we were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Speaking of crushes, I have to mention this now as it will become rather significant in Book#3 “Road History” when I am in my late 30’s. At that time, my Dad would drive us up to Tecumseh, near Windsor, Ontario, mostly on the weekends. We did this on a regular basis as my Dad had become best friends with an employee he worked with at T.R.S. Foods in Woodstock. He had long left King Seagrave and was now in the “Vending and Catering Business”, plus he was very successful at it too.
Quite often we would ride up there in my Dad’s 1959 Black Ford 2-door Thunderbird. He bought this beautiful rare car when he was just 19 years old, but due to time and lack of money it needed to look like it had just come from the showroom floor. However, my Dad was now working longer hours in his new job and the extra money he made, restored that classic beast, pretty much back into its original condition.
So there we were riding up to Windsor visiting his best friend Bert and his wife Karen Weleven and their three kids in it. There was Ryan, a real high strung short kid who was a true outdoors type, Katy a slender blonde with coke bottle glasses who had developed extremely large breasts for her young age of ten. And there was Roselyn, a cute little blonde haired-blue eyed six year old fireball.
We enjoyed activities with the Welevens too; camping at Wildwood, going to the Sandhills at Turkey Point, The London Fair and outings such as African Lion Safari, near Hamilton, Ontario.The absolute best thing I recall so fondly were all of us canoeing down that dirty “Little River” in Tecumseh. We were extremely close to the Welevens and I stayed in touch with their kids until I left the town of Woodstock when I was 19. Little did I know I left a young girl who had really true aspirations of becoming the future Mrs. Brian Wade? That person will be definitely mentioned in more detail towards my third book “Road History” in this series on my life, moreover such chapters would make for a good reality show!
Now, do you remember the poster age and black lights? Yup they were in my bedroom at the time as well. I was also a big Elvis Presley Fan when I was a teenager at that time too. I even had a poster of him pinned up from his “Blue Hawaii Tour”, plus a provocative poster like Olivia Newton John dressed up in that tight leather black pantsuit from the movie Grease. I’m sure you remember that and every teenage boy, including myself had Farrah Fawcett sporting the red bathing suit and smiling only at you right?
How about all those quirky TV Shows we watched in that era as well? There was the Brady Bunch, Leave It to Beaver, The Munsters, and the ever riskay’, Three’s Company starring blonde bombshell Suzanne Summers. Our weekly evening lineup was also, Emergency 51, One Adam 12, The Incredible Hulk, Love Boat and Saturday Night Live. There were no computers in that period and if there were, they cost over a thousand dollars then.
I remember collecting hockey cards and disappearing down to our basement rec-room. It was there that I would create two teams from these cards placed on the carpet in their different positions. Just like a real hockey game setup, a goalie, two defensemen, right, and left wings along with a center. I used a button as a puck and would shoot this thing back and forth at the goalie hockey cards, which were propped up, with another hockey card behind it. I was very creative with this, and entertained myself for hours with this little pastime of mine.
When I was 12 yrs old, I started seeing a psychiatrist named Dr. Cudealack.If you ever seen that shrink on the Simpsons that was what my new analyst looked like. Every other Friday, my mom would have a cab pick me up at school around three ‘clock in the afternoon. We played chess pretty much every time I would see him. He always had this little exercise that helped to stimulate my mind and ignite the thinking mode. Following that, I would glance at shapes of cards presented before me and say the first thing that popped into my mind. I also acted on memory games with rectangles, squares and diamonds on playing cards too. From what I understand a good deal of what was going on in my prepubescent head was that of a sexual nature!
In addition, I was told I definitely had anger management issues to deal with as well. It was explained to me that I had to learn how to deal with my sudden anger or I would find myself in jail in the future. From that moment on, that was kind of a wakeup call for me, so I started to expand my horizons to get involved with a club or something.
So it was at this time in my life, I started my earliest radio announcing beginnings, of what would be my first real career. I made a memo of my voice on one of those ancient push button tape recorders I had inherited from my Grandpa Wade after he passed away. Well it wasn’t mine exactly; nobody ever used it, so I kind of claimed it as my own cassette device. There I was in my bedroom playing my record player, and after each song finished I would start the tape recorder and record my voice.
It went something like this “That was Nazareth on F.U.C.K. and Hair of the Dog! This is Paul Do Love You All” comin at ya, in Woodstock this Evening.Sunday 17 July 2016
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE ...
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE ...: IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE WEATHER WAIT FIVE MINUTES This week, its time to get serious, yes I needed to ...
IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE WEATHER WAIT FIVE MINUTES
This week, its time to get serious, yes I needed to put on the college, university hat and let you fine people know why the weather is getting to be so extreme nowadays. I can sure tell you, that living in Alberta for the last 6 years, is living proof of that! I mean in just one month alone in our fair city of Calgary, we have experienced rain, golf-ball size hail, flooding, tornados, twisters,intense heat and yes even snow! So why are these extreme weather patterns happening now, not only here, but in other parts of the world. For the answer to that question we need to look at "Global Warming"
Those 2 words are such a catch phrase these days, "Oh it happened because of Global Warming, right? What exactly is Global Warming then?
Now to start off with it is a gradual increase in the overall temperature of the earth's atmosphere. This in turn, is attributed to the "Greenhouse Effect" causing increased levels of carbon dioxide, chlorofluorocarbons along with other pollutants. This would be both land and water as well as temperature.
When I was growing up, the earth experienced increases in temperature by results of normal causes. Today it is being created by the accumulation of greenhouse gases produced by human activities.
Global Warming is affecting many places around the world as well. It is accelerating the melting of ice sheets, glaciers and perma frost. This in turn, causes average sea levels rising continually. It is also changing precipitation and weather patterns all over the world. Some areas are now drier, with more intense periods of drought. Now even other places are wetter with stronger storms, increased flooding and hurricanes.
In 2005 Hurricane expert Kerry Emanuel published a startling analysis. This showed that the power of Atlantic Hurricanes had strongly increased over the past 2 decades. The number of record-breaking hot months around the world is now 5 times as big as it would be in an unchanging climate.
These anomalies have affected both nature as well as human society. They will continue to have increasingly worse effects if greenhouse emissions continue to grow at their same pace. So then what really causes Global Warming.
Basically, it is the increasing quantity of greenhouse gases in our atmosphere being produced by humans. The burning of fossil fuels and deforestation are prime examples. These activities are definitely produced by large amounts of greenhouse gas emissions. They trap heat in the earth's atmosphere keeping the planet warm enough to sustain life itself. It is a natural process and without these gases the earth would be too cool for humans, plants and other creatures to live.
The natural greenhouse effect exists due to the balance of the major types of gases. However when abnormally high levels of these gases accumulate in the air, even more heat gets trapped. Human-caused emissions have increased greenhouse levels which increased world wide temperatures driving global warming.
The majority of man-made carbon dioxide emissions occurs from the burning of fossil fuels. These include coal and oil so that humans can power various mechanical vehicles, machinery, keep warm along with electricity. Other important sources come from land-use changes (deforestation) & industry (cement production)
Methane is used in livestock farming and rice farming as well. Unfortunately, it also occurs in landfills throughout the world.
Nitrous Oxide emissions are mainly caused by the use of synthetic fertilizers for agriculture, fossil fuel combustion and livestock manure applications. Fluorinated gases are used mainly in refrigeration, cooling and manufacturing applications as well.
Deforestation has become a massive undertaking by humans thus transferring forests into farms and industrial sites. For centuries, man has burned and cut down forests to clear land for agriculture. This has a doubling effect, both emitting carbon dioxide into the atmosphere and simultaneously reducing the number of trees.Trees usually remove carbon dioxide from the air as well.
In conclusion, the effects of Global Warming range from increased melting of snow and ice.Sea levels continue to rise, longer winters occur, hotter summers evolve, stronger hurricanes, cyclones, and tornados are created with even more increased flooding.
Wow, pretty deep huh, okay on a lighter note is another excerpt from when Carol and I were caught driving through a forest fire in Montana,enjoy and have another great week!
This week, its time to get serious, yes I needed to put on the college, university hat and let you fine people know why the weather is getting to be so extreme nowadays. I can sure tell you, that living in Alberta for the last 6 years, is living proof of that! I mean in just one month alone in our fair city of Calgary, we have experienced rain, golf-ball size hail, flooding, tornados, twisters,intense heat and yes even snow! So why are these extreme weather patterns happening now, not only here, but in other parts of the world. For the answer to that question we need to look at "Global Warming"
Those 2 words are such a catch phrase these days, "Oh it happened because of Global Warming, right? What exactly is Global Warming then?
Now to start off with it is a gradual increase in the overall temperature of the earth's atmosphere. This in turn, is attributed to the "Greenhouse Effect" causing increased levels of carbon dioxide, chlorofluorocarbons along with other pollutants. This would be both land and water as well as temperature.
When I was growing up, the earth experienced increases in temperature by results of normal causes. Today it is being created by the accumulation of greenhouse gases produced by human activities.
Global Warming is affecting many places around the world as well. It is accelerating the melting of ice sheets, glaciers and perma frost. This in turn, causes average sea levels rising continually. It is also changing precipitation and weather patterns all over the world. Some areas are now drier, with more intense periods of drought. Now even other places are wetter with stronger storms, increased flooding and hurricanes.
In 2005 Hurricane expert Kerry Emanuel published a startling analysis. This showed that the power of Atlantic Hurricanes had strongly increased over the past 2 decades. The number of record-breaking hot months around the world is now 5 times as big as it would be in an unchanging climate.
These anomalies have affected both nature as well as human society. They will continue to have increasingly worse effects if greenhouse emissions continue to grow at their same pace. So then what really causes Global Warming.
Basically, it is the increasing quantity of greenhouse gases in our atmosphere being produced by humans. The burning of fossil fuels and deforestation are prime examples. These activities are definitely produced by large amounts of greenhouse gas emissions. They trap heat in the earth's atmosphere keeping the planet warm enough to sustain life itself. It is a natural process and without these gases the earth would be too cool for humans, plants and other creatures to live.
The natural greenhouse effect exists due to the balance of the major types of gases. However when abnormally high levels of these gases accumulate in the air, even more heat gets trapped. Human-caused emissions have increased greenhouse levels which increased world wide temperatures driving global warming.
The majority of man-made carbon dioxide emissions occurs from the burning of fossil fuels. These include coal and oil so that humans can power various mechanical vehicles, machinery, keep warm along with electricity. Other important sources come from land-use changes (deforestation) & industry (cement production)
Methane is used in livestock farming and rice farming as well. Unfortunately, it also occurs in landfills throughout the world.
Nitrous Oxide emissions are mainly caused by the use of synthetic fertilizers for agriculture, fossil fuel combustion and livestock manure applications. Fluorinated gases are used mainly in refrigeration, cooling and manufacturing applications as well.
Deforestation has become a massive undertaking by humans thus transferring forests into farms and industrial sites. For centuries, man has burned and cut down forests to clear land for agriculture. This has a doubling effect, both emitting carbon dioxide into the atmosphere and simultaneously reducing the number of trees.Trees usually remove carbon dioxide from the air as well.
In conclusion, the effects of Global Warming range from increased melting of snow and ice.Sea levels continue to rise, longer winters occur, hotter summers evolve, stronger hurricanes, cyclones, and tornados are created with even more increased flooding.
Wow, pretty deep huh, okay on a lighter note is another excerpt from when Carol and I were caught driving through a forest fire in Montana,enjoy and have another great week!
The next day on our way to Missoula Montana to do a switch with the frozen load of beef, I was hauling; we ran smack dab into a massive forest fire! As I was driving I immediately saw this sign that said “Fire Activity Ahead, No Stopping.”Nonetheless, this huge “big ass blaze” we were driving right through, seemed to go on for miles as I rolled down the interstate. They called it the Sapphire Mountains, along with the fact it was pretty much engulfed in flames as I drove the I-90 West Corridor. The weather here in this area had been unseasonably hot with temperatures well over 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Everything around us was very tinder dry, so any spark would go up like a match stick, furthermore we could see that it had. As “Beauty” rolled down the highway, you could easily see large portions of land swallowed up by large beads of fire up the mountainside.
On the other side of the road, we could see even more flames peaking their ways through spark covered trees and brush. Both Carol and I were watching the “Helicopter Water Bombers” fly by us to douse various areas of the fire when she was still filming our whole adventure on the “Jazz Video Camera.”
“Well now I can say we drove through a forest fire right my Brin,” Carol said to me.
She was true to her word, as there was so much thick gray smoke that day that it actually blocked the sun as we drove down the interstate that day. When we made it to this “Mom and Pop” truckstop just outside of Missoula, there was a mix-up in loads, so where we were heading never materialized. Things don’t always go as planned, so I ended up going down with a load to Akron Iowa as usual to the Dial yard. The following week we pretty much ended up getting loads from “Calgary” to places in Colorado, Nebraska, Wisconsin, Illinois, Minnesota, and North Dakota.
Although there was something that happened on one of our trips down to Portland Oregon that was definitely worth mentioning. I had just picked up a load of beef destined for a place down in Portland that escapes my mind at the moment. Nevertheless on our way there, we parked overnight at a Walmart that was just in the city limits of Pasco Washington. Carol was doing her usual shopping, but I was going to stay in the truck to watch some DVD movies. I guess she didn’t want to be in there all morning because of that Carol wanted me to help her out with the grocery shopping. Well when we both went into the store, she needed to get a new watch as her’s had pretty much stopped working. So she went over to look at watches and I followed her, but this time she suddenly stopped at the rings on display in a large glass case. I went over to where she was, and she seemed to be looking at this rather inexpensive set of wedding rings! She told me that she really liked this exact set that was silver of course. She asked the sales clerk if she could try it on and so the young lady obliged her request. Carol looked and me with this sly look and I glanced back at her. Somehow we both knew the answer to the question I should have popped would be yes. Next thing she asked me was to try on the silver band with cubic zirconias in it. Again when I tried it on, it just seemed to fit like a glove.We gave each other a kiss on the lips and that was it, we were engaged, October 9, 2007. Maybe some of you reading this might think that I was cheap to spend a mere $200.00 on an engagement set, but you have to understand who my Carol really is. Carol was definitely not the type that wanted me to spend 2 months’ salary on something that she would put on her finger. In fact, if I ever did such a thing her reaction would be more to the fact we could have spent that on new furniture, or saving for the down payment on a house. That’s who Carol was, and probably always would be, as material possessions were not that important to her as the true love, kindness, friendship and caring of a true man is. That small but very important gesture instilled into her my utmost commitment to her so one day she would become Carol Lee Wade. There was no date set, no wedding planned after that morning either, Carol was just at peace knowing that I committed to staying in her life from there on. In fact, nothing more was even said about it, as we just knew we would be with one another until death or my infidelity separated one of us.
Sunday 10 July 2016
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: WHERE DO SOME PEOPLE GET THEIR LICENSES FROM...
INTRODUCTION TO BRIAN WADE'S WRITING: WHERE DO SOME PEOPLE GET THEIR LICENSES FROM...: WHERE DO SOME PEOPLE GET THEIR LICENSES FROM? A CRACKER JACK BOX! This week I decided to write about bad drivers and the stupi...
WHERE DO SOME PEOPLE GET THEIR LICENSES FROM? A CRACKER JACK BOX!
This week I decided to write about bad drivers and the stupid things they do driving down a road or highway. Now being a truckdriver myself, it's not that hard to see many driving incidents on the road almost everyday. In Calgary, pedestians are struck by vehicles at least once a day! In fact over the last 10 years ending in December 2014, the city reported 3,834 pedestrian involved collisions resulting in 3,317 injuries and 95 fatalities. Unfortunately, sixteen of those were hit and run.
I see it on a regular weekly basis too, and it's not just foreign drivers who are creating a vast amount of these incidents. No, we white people are at fault too, including both men and women.
As a regular driver of the dreaded Deerfoot Highway, I see it all, and I mean everything. People not signalling from a merge lane plus not signalling when switching lanes driving at 110km per hour.
At night especially, one of my most pet peeves are people driving with no lights on or their high beams on. I don't get it, how can one not look at their dash while driving and not realize it's dark. Wouldn't that be a clue as to the fact, maybe your headlights are off and that YOU SHOULD TURN THEM ON! What about high beams? why do so many people have them on at night as I drive down the #2. I mean either a great deal of people are going blind on the roads here, or they're just too stupid to realize, high beams were never designed that way. I get it, if it's a complete dark road, such as in the country, but seriously, going down a clear highway, really?
In the city, I see such dumb things as the front of car's noses sticking out into oncoming traffic and everyone going out of turn at a 4-way Stop. Then there are the texters, weaving in and out of their lane as you try and drive by. Not to mention the red light runners, I have to watch for at intersections. Here's another assinine anology, apparently when drivers see a cop car passing them, they slam on their brakes to slow down, Why again, I do not know, but they do it here in Calgary, especially, once again on the Deerfoot. Then let's not forget those last second decision persons, that don't care who's behind them behind the wheel.
The other day, I actually saw a guy reading the newspaper and shaving while driving over the speed limit on the highway. Add that to the young lady putting on her make-up while completely oblivious of what was around her on the road.
Why are scooters on city streets, too, I mean it takes forever for them to pick up speed. And why do people drive fast through cross walks. I actually saw a car merging yesterday on the Deerfoot with the wrong signal light on. We always seem to have the tailgaters, cars making illegal U-Turns, and cyclists going down the highway the wrong way!
In fact last week, I was hauling my chickens on a busy road outside of Camrose, when I drove up a hill, I could see the deer in the middle of the road. I was probably cruising about 80 km up the hill, so I swerved slightly over to the left, to avoid hitting the animal. There barrelling at mach speed in front of me was a car, that obviously wasn't stopping. I would say, another 10 seconds, and we both would have literally ploughed head on into one another. When I saw the cherries on top, I could not believe it, a cop! The bizarre thing was he didn't even have any flashing lights on, so it was quite evident, he was speeding somewhere. Speaking of Police, why is that they have to be talking on a cell phone in their car, when I use a hand free headset in my big rig. Shouldn't distracted driving apply to them too, oh I forgot they are above the law! Thats's just a sampling of what I put up with on a regular weekly basis, and you thought that driving in your town was bad! Have a great week and slow down!
Another excerpt from my 3rd book, "Road History" this time, when I was involved in a 6 car pile-up on the Coquihalla highway when I was long hauling. I think you'll really enjoy it.
This week I decided to write about bad drivers and the stupid things they do driving down a road or highway. Now being a truckdriver myself, it's not that hard to see many driving incidents on the road almost everyday. In Calgary, pedestians are struck by vehicles at least once a day! In fact over the last 10 years ending in December 2014, the city reported 3,834 pedestrian involved collisions resulting in 3,317 injuries and 95 fatalities. Unfortunately, sixteen of those were hit and run.
I see it on a regular weekly basis too, and it's not just foreign drivers who are creating a vast amount of these incidents. No, we white people are at fault too, including both men and women.
As a regular driver of the dreaded Deerfoot Highway, I see it all, and I mean everything. People not signalling from a merge lane plus not signalling when switching lanes driving at 110km per hour.
At night especially, one of my most pet peeves are people driving with no lights on or their high beams on. I don't get it, how can one not look at their dash while driving and not realize it's dark. Wouldn't that be a clue as to the fact, maybe your headlights are off and that YOU SHOULD TURN THEM ON! What about high beams? why do so many people have them on at night as I drive down the #2. I mean either a great deal of people are going blind on the roads here, or they're just too stupid to realize, high beams were never designed that way. I get it, if it's a complete dark road, such as in the country, but seriously, going down a clear highway, really?
In the city, I see such dumb things as the front of car's noses sticking out into oncoming traffic and everyone going out of turn at a 4-way Stop. Then there are the texters, weaving in and out of their lane as you try and drive by. Not to mention the red light runners, I have to watch for at intersections. Here's another assinine anology, apparently when drivers see a cop car passing them, they slam on their brakes to slow down, Why again, I do not know, but they do it here in Calgary, especially, once again on the Deerfoot. Then let's not forget those last second decision persons, that don't care who's behind them behind the wheel.
The other day, I actually saw a guy reading the newspaper and shaving while driving over the speed limit on the highway. Add that to the young lady putting on her make-up while completely oblivious of what was around her on the road.
Why are scooters on city streets, too, I mean it takes forever for them to pick up speed. And why do people drive fast through cross walks. I actually saw a car merging yesterday on the Deerfoot with the wrong signal light on. We always seem to have the tailgaters, cars making illegal U-Turns, and cyclists going down the highway the wrong way!
In fact last week, I was hauling my chickens on a busy road outside of Camrose, when I drove up a hill, I could see the deer in the middle of the road. I was probably cruising about 80 km up the hill, so I swerved slightly over to the left, to avoid hitting the animal. There barrelling at mach speed in front of me was a car, that obviously wasn't stopping. I would say, another 10 seconds, and we both would have literally ploughed head on into one another. When I saw the cherries on top, I could not believe it, a cop! The bizarre thing was he didn't even have any flashing lights on, so it was quite evident, he was speeding somewhere. Speaking of Police, why is that they have to be talking on a cell phone in their car, when I use a hand free headset in my big rig. Shouldn't distracted driving apply to them too, oh I forgot they are above the law! Thats's just a sampling of what I put up with on a regular weekly basis, and you thought that driving in your town was bad! Have a great week and slow down!
Another excerpt from my 3rd book, "Road History" this time, when I was involved in a 6 car pile-up on the Coquihalla highway when I was long hauling. I think you'll really enjoy it.
Make no bones about it, being stuck on the Coq when the temperature drops to minus 27 or so is nothing short of a battle for survival. Before driving this merciless winter highway you better have some basic essentials. These include thermoses of hot fluids, food, warm clothes, a blanket or two, flashlight with extra batteries, along with proper winter footwear. Here winter plays by its own rules and it can be pure white hell with a matter of 20 minutes. In fact, there are two enormous signs that appear on the Coq, that you can’t miss,
One oversize sign says “High Mountain Road, Sudden Winter Changes, Be Cautious” The other one that I saw just after the toll booth was “Critical Accident Zone-Lower Your Speed”
Carol and I experienced quite the freak-show on this distinct mid-December day back in 2007. I was always reluctant to travel the Coq because I heard you had to pay a toll to drive down it. Actually, the toll booth was at the highest point on the highway between the cities of Hope and Merritt. In reality, it was about 50 km north of the city of Hope. Interestingly enough the toll booth was also located at the top of the summit where the Coquihalla River and the Coldwater River divide from one another.
Nonetheless, I had just made it to the toll booth at that time, paid the exorbitant $50.00 fee for commercial trucks and asked the gal there at the booth as toward the road conditions going down the summit.
She said it should be fine, but boy was she wrong! It was maybe about a mile down, when about 500 feet in front of us, I could see quite an accident, that must have just occurred, minutes before I started my descent.
There were two four-wheelers that had veered off right off the highway and they were spread about two car lengths a piece. One was a white Chevy van and the other was a small gray ford sedan. On the one right side was a newer model Honda Ridgeline pickup that was parked in the center of the far right lane about 50 feet before the other two vehicles. Now to make matters more interesting, there was another red Toyota Corolla sedan that had hit the far left cement guardrail. It had two flat tires on the passenger side and was touching the guard-rail. I could see all this mess in front of me, and immediately I started to gear down, but little did I realize that this nice white sheet of snow I was driving on was sheer black ice underneath it! The next thing I knew was my back right side of my trailer was jackknifing towards the right side of the road, all the while we were sliding down the highway.
“Crap, Carol, this is not good”, I told her
“Try slowing down more Brian”, was her only reply.
“I am and it’s not working, I replied back to her, “hold on!” I yelled to back to her.
I was still sliding and getting closer and closer to those two vehicles, but the Honda Ridgeline was coming up fast. I grabbed onto the spike brake which I knew would exert more braking pressure on the trailer brakes. In-stantaneously I knew I had to stop the trailer from pushing the tractor so I did just that. Ultimately it was working, and the trailer was slowing down, as the next thing I concentrated was steering towards hitting the left wall, to come to a quicker stop. When it was all said and done, the tractor had come so close to the cement barricade wall, that it would be a problem just getting out of the door.
I was a tractor width away from the back of the white van closest to me, but I was now aligned beside the Honda Ridgeline. Well actually the far back corner of the trailer just behind the rearmost trailer tires, had come into contact with the driver’s door of the Honda Ridgeline. Basically, the back corner of my trailer looked like it had taken out the guys back brake lights, as well had scraped the side of the back fender which ran up all the way to the driver’s door. It looked to me like the Toyota Van had been spun around by the gray car, which had done a 180 into the right side guardrail. There was an older woman lying unconscious in a snow bank with what looked to be her husband, an older gentleman beside her. Next, there were two other people just standing in the middle of the road, taking pictures of their damaged cars. When we were finally stopped, I noticed two people outside beside their vehicles out taking pictures with their cell phones. It seemed like the old man was begging somebody to help him, whose wife might somehow have been hit by the gray car, I surmised.
Nonetheless, she definitely looked like she needed medical assistance as she wasn’t moving any. Suddenly, my Carol went absolutely commando, going on the CB and warning all the truckers coming down the summit to immediately cease and desist. Ironically those guys were listening to her, but she wasn’t done yet, her next step was to roll down the window and yell words of warnings from all the people outside their vehicles.
The first words I heard from her were “Just what the hell are you doing people?”
“Someone get a blanket and help that man with the woman in the snow, she hollered.
“The other of you people, get the hell back in your cars, there are transport trucks coming down here, what are you stupid? Carol yells out in her second statement.
Next thing, she points to one oblivious tourist who was out taking pictures of the damage to her vehicle and yelled back at her as well.
“You get the hell over there and help that poor woman lying in the snow now as well” she yells.
The weird part about it was everyone was listening to her and following her exact orders. What had been complete chaos became more of a semblance of directions now. I gotta say, I was more than impressed with Carol’s dictatorial attitude towards this dire situation. In the meantime, I had gotten out of my truck, almost landing on my ass, because I was now walking on sheer ice! As I shimmied down beside the trailer, an RCMP officer was there to greet me to find out what exactly happened.
Next, I surveyed the damage to the trailer and was completely blown away, of what little of it there was. There had only been one corner side clearance light out and a small area of about a foot of the cornerback frame of the trailer that was it! I looked at what I had done to the Honda Ridgeline and it wasn’t that damaging either. I told the officer my side of the story of what I witnessed and just some sharp dressed older aged business man that had been in the Honda Ridgeline wanted to desperately talk to the officer taking my notes. Moreover now, I was back sitting in my truck, satellite-ting an immediate “Incident Report” to my Dispatcher Bill at Dial Trucklines in Akron Iowa.
Next, I placed a cell call to my Operations Manager, Rod Booten at the Calgary Dial Yard and quickly explained to him, what had just transpired. When I was finished that call, another RCMP officer was knocking on the driver door. He was telling me that the grey-haired old fart was trying to charge me with even more damage to his piece of crap, plastic shit-mobile but I wasn’t having any of it. In fact, the cop even believed that the van could have done some the damage, I was presumed to have done. He told me that when some people are in a wreck with a commercial truck, they just see dollar signs in their eyes, and “Ka-Ching!” Next thing I saw was an ambulance driving down slowly towards the accident scene, and putting the older woman on a gurney. She was immediately wheeled into the ambulance, and the RCMP officer that took my statement motioned me to follow him to the town of Merritt where he was stationed there. After about another hour of answering questions toward the accident, it was somewhat resolved, and I was off the hook. In fact, the RCMP officer along with the other that attended the pileup commended me on my defensive driving skills and the fact that I didn’t injure or even kill someone! We were now on our way out of Merritt; no charges were laid against me, so it was on to finish the trip into Vancouver with my load.
Sunday 3 July 2016
CANADA-WHERE WHITE PEOPLE ARE BECOMING A MINORITY!
So once again another Canada Day is celebrated by us true Canadians, the ones that were born here in the first place. Now I don't want to sound racist here, but there have definitely been a large influx of foreign people from other countries that have immigrated here,the past 2 decades. I have absolutely no problem with that, wherein the issue lies, is how they are trying to change our Canada to be their own country!
Now to start off with Canada is the most diverse country on Earth and overall Canadians seemed to have embraced that label. Statistically, even 81% of us would describe ourselves and other Canadians as being tolerant of people from different racial and cultural backgrounds even. The question then are East Indians and Chinese People taking over Canada? I think they might be. Let's look at some examples and see why this is factually true.
East Indians (those of Hindu or Sikh faiths) have religions that are more or less a doctrine for their racial survival. This is something that we white people don't have as we are either agnostic, atheist, Christian or Catholic. We are generally prone to not having kids, not getting married, race-mixing which are all leading to racial extinction.
East Indians and Chinese generally have no social life (well some do) but many of them are studying animals, which is drilled into them at younger ages. They are taking up so many of the high-paying professional jobs in Canada from Pharmacists, Doctors to Lawyers. In fact, scholars will even accept an East Indian or Chinese over a white person if marks are similar, so as not to be deemed racist.
Most East Indians plus Chinese gather up to 10 people in one house in order to lower their taxes and household bills. These usually include their parents and their retired parents which puts a great burden on our healthcare system. They completely abuse our medical system by having an exorbitant number of babies, which greatly gives them extended maternity leave benefits, even for husbands as well.
They try to infuse their religious values in Catholic Schools on our children and think that their child wearing a dangerous weapon, such as a sword is part of their culture.
Overall East Indians and Chinese get involved actively in politics in all major parties which shows they have aspirations to take over and run this country Canada.
Recently we are not allowed to say things such as "Merry Christmas" now but Happy Holidays instead, because a great many of them do not celebrate Xmas in our country. Our National Anthem is even being changed from "In all thy sons command" to "In all of us command!"
There are over 2 Billion people in India and China which are essentially an endless supply of new invaders to Canada. Our politicians seem to keep letting these people into our country without any signs of stopping them either.
East Indians especially, have group cohesion, which means they tend to hire as well as prefer selecting their own kind for admissions into jobs and school programs. Basically, they have really no intention of assimilating themselves into our Canadian Culture either.
Have you gone to McDonald's, Wendy's or Tim Horton's lately, mostly everyone working there are East Indians. Why is that? could that be tied to lower wages, maybe?
They pretty much destroyed the trucking industry here, because their drivers accepted lower wages. Speaking of driving they are some of the most terrible drivers, especially their women.
They usually get their licenses from another East Indian Instructor, because of the racist issue.
They complain they can't wear a turban while riding a motorcycle, instead of a proper helmet
I am not saying they should completely forget about their culture but they should put Canada first. Afterall, that is the country that gave them the opportunity in the first place right? So if you think this isn't a problem, you should open your eyes to all of this now!
All you have to do is turn on the TV to see the vast amount of East Indians on newscasts, as well as television shows. More and more of them seem to be turning up every week, plus I didn't even mention our Mayor of Calgary is also East Indian!
Oddly enough my landlord is East Indian, and so is the guy that runs the show at the processing plant where we drop our chickens off. In fact I live in an area they call "Little India" in North East Calgary, so I know a great many of things to be true.
What is it going to take for Canadians to wake up to all of this? Have you been to a mall in Calgary, Edmonton, Toronto, or Vancouver lately? I truly think Chinese people and East Indians must be forming the majority already or close to it right?
In conclusion over 85% of our annual immigration intake is from the Third World! Currently the invasion is led by Chinese and East Indians. Non-Whites, given present immigration levels and the low White birth rates will be a majority somewhere in the mid 2040 year here in Canada.
My buddy keeps telling me, soon "Brian, we will all have to wear a turban to go to work?" You know what he's not that far off. So enjoy your week and remember this, be good to one another!
Now of course, I have another page excerpt from my book, so enjoy. (taken from Temporary Satisfaction)
So once again another Canada Day is celebrated by us true Canadians, the ones that were born here in the first place. Now I don't want to sound racist here, but there have definitely been a large influx of foreign people from other countries that have immigrated here,the past 2 decades. I have absolutely no problem with that, wherein the issue lies, is how they are trying to change our Canada to be their own country!
Now to start off with Canada is the most diverse country on Earth and overall Canadians seemed to have embraced that label. Statistically, even 81% of us would describe ourselves and other Canadians as being tolerant of people from different racial and cultural backgrounds even. The question then are East Indians and Chinese People taking over Canada? I think they might be. Let's look at some examples and see why this is factually true.
East Indians (those of Hindu or Sikh faiths) have religions that are more or less a doctrine for their racial survival. This is something that we white people don't have as we are either agnostic, atheist, Christian or Catholic. We are generally prone to not having kids, not getting married, race-mixing which are all leading to racial extinction.
East Indians and Chinese generally have no social life (well some do) but many of them are studying animals, which is drilled into them at younger ages. They are taking up so many of the high-paying professional jobs in Canada from Pharmacists, Doctors to Lawyers. In fact, scholars will even accept an East Indian or Chinese over a white person if marks are similar, so as not to be deemed racist.
Most East Indians plus Chinese gather up to 10 people in one house in order to lower their taxes and household bills. These usually include their parents and their retired parents which puts a great burden on our healthcare system. They completely abuse our medical system by having an exorbitant number of babies, which greatly gives them extended maternity leave benefits, even for husbands as well.
They try to infuse their religious values in Catholic Schools on our children and think that their child wearing a dangerous weapon, such as a sword is part of their culture.
Overall East Indians and Chinese get involved actively in politics in all major parties which shows they have aspirations to take over and run this country Canada.
Recently we are not allowed to say things such as "Merry Christmas" now but Happy Holidays instead, because a great many of them do not celebrate Xmas in our country. Our National Anthem is even being changed from "In all thy sons command" to "In all of us command!"
There are over 2 Billion people in India and China which are essentially an endless supply of new invaders to Canada. Our politicians seem to keep letting these people into our country without any signs of stopping them either.
East Indians especially, have group cohesion, which means they tend to hire as well as prefer selecting their own kind for admissions into jobs and school programs. Basically, they have really no intention of assimilating themselves into our Canadian Culture either.
Have you gone to McDonald's, Wendy's or Tim Horton's lately, mostly everyone working there are East Indians. Why is that? could that be tied to lower wages, maybe?
They pretty much destroyed the trucking industry here, because their drivers accepted lower wages. Speaking of driving they are some of the most terrible drivers, especially their women.
They usually get their licenses from another East Indian Instructor, because of the racist issue.
They complain they can't wear a turban while riding a motorcycle, instead of a proper helmet
I am not saying they should completely forget about their culture but they should put Canada first. Afterall, that is the country that gave them the opportunity in the first place right? So if you think this isn't a problem, you should open your eyes to all of this now!
All you have to do is turn on the TV to see the vast amount of East Indians on newscasts, as well as television shows. More and more of them seem to be turning up every week, plus I didn't even mention our Mayor of Calgary is also East Indian!
Oddly enough my landlord is East Indian, and so is the guy that runs the show at the processing plant where we drop our chickens off. In fact I live in an area they call "Little India" in North East Calgary, so I know a great many of things to be true.
What is it going to take for Canadians to wake up to all of this? Have you been to a mall in Calgary, Edmonton, Toronto, or Vancouver lately? I truly think Chinese people and East Indians must be forming the majority already or close to it right?
In conclusion over 85% of our annual immigration intake is from the Third World! Currently the invasion is led by Chinese and East Indians. Non-Whites, given present immigration levels and the low White birth rates will be a majority somewhere in the mid 2040 year here in Canada.
My buddy keeps telling me, soon "Brian, we will all have to wear a turban to go to work?" You know what he's not that far off. So enjoy your week and remember this, be good to one another!
Now of course, I have another page excerpt from my book, so enjoy. (taken from Temporary Satisfaction)
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Another thing is the Trucking side in 1964 as well. As previously mentioned, I eventually became a truck driver for over 2 decades now.
What really defines me is a 2500 year old system developed by the Greek Philosopher Pythagoras. He created a near perfect number system in 60th Century BC called the Science of Numerology.
Numerology is the true belief in any divine mystical relationship between a number and one or more coinciding events.
It is the study of numbers as the figures designating the year of a person’s birth. This ultimately determines their supposed influence on one’s life and even the future.
This system is an exact blueprint of exactly who I am, because it describes how I behave in certain situations as well. It illustrates my strengths and weaknesses; furthermore it expresses to me obstacles I must overcome to achieve complete contentment in my life. It also shows me how I can improve “The quality of my own existence!”
I give full credit to my Facebook friend, Glynis McCants “The Numbers Lady” for some of her valuable research, on the theory of Numerology, which describes my own number in the following sentences.
My personal life-path number is a nine. As Glynis states in her book, “Glynis Has Your Number “there is a real creative edge to my being.
In her book I am labelled as “The Humanitarian.” Furthermore I have always had a selfless quality in me, as this is what has continuously ruled my determination in the past, now and forevermore. This in turn makes me so strong-minded to succeed at any cost, no matter what the circumstances are, or even the outcome. You will find me to be condescending and vain at times, whereby that confuses people I meet as well because it is the extreme confidence I have within myself! I also have strong emotional ties with my family. However, that is not always as clear-cut, as you will find out later on. I can also become a chameleon of sorts, as I have the ability to blend into any situation, whether it is good for me or not.
Nevertheless, I had no desire in pursuing this career, when I was growing up. It was completely a 180 degree turn I took, to do what I am doing now as presented in these series of books. However, it has taken me over 100 jobs in my life to finally reach that destiny. You read that right...and that was just to live modestly. That’s has to be some kind of record, not one I am particularly proud of though.
I admit, I am definitely not always the easiest to get along with, and can even be a bit moody at times, which I know these characteristics to be true. I am a hard worker, punctual, maybe too dam honest at times, but I am very reliable. One thing is for certain that in all those situations I get myself in, it greatly affects every relationship I have ever had. Now, as for women, they have been countless, in fact several. Sad to say in sleeping with so many women, I have completely lost track of the numbers now. I’ve had six serious relationships and I’ve been married, only once, which was on Halloween!
As for my own children, I have a daughter Cassandra who I am no longer on speaking terms with. Nonetheless, she has a husband Tadd and two daughters.
In my sixth and final relationship I helped in raising two stepchildren, Jack and Skyler which were just four and six years old when I came into their lives.
My stepson is now 29 and married to his wife Sandi. They have a son and daughter as well. Maya is eight and Ryland is now six. Skyler is 27 yrs of age; is my stepdaughter and lives in Vancouver BC.
I have also held the titles of brother, uncle, great uncle, father, stepfather and now grandpa!
My present wife, Carol is 5 foot 7 inches with stunning green eyes and dark hair. My pet name for her is my C-Fox, and she truly has always kept me grounded in our relationship. We will discuss Carol in my second book “Sidewinder,” but first I need to tell you how my life began.
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