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Good morning Charlie. What a wonderful story. I very much enjoyed it. Thank you.

Many years ago when they ran a small motel in. Hope, British Columbia, a wee Scottish gentleman from Glasgow happened into my life by accident and I wrote a little blog piece about his amazing story and my brief but wonderful time with him. I have included a link. If it doesn't work, simply Google.... Parcas Chosen blog Scotty Boal.

I know you don't have much time on your hands but I think you would really appreciate his story. Thank you for everything you do. You remind me very much of this lovely man.

Cheers from Alberta! ❤️

http://parcaschosen.blogspot.com/2014/09/a-scottish-tale-life-is-boal-of.html

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Thank you! You put the perfect words in exactly the feeling i had, too.

And i am so happy having heard about your wonderful grandmother. You do her honour.

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Beautiful

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Beautiful! I am an American who wishes you well. My great-grandmother was born in Ontario and came to the US in the early 1890s.

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Wow, this guy can write. 🙂

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As always...Brilliant and the song is beautiful!

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Such golden memories are the roots of Canada as a nation we will stand together and overcome these dark times. What a wonderful heritage Charlie, which leads you to strengthen us, and show us a light in the dark. Thank you Charlie our angel.

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Great piece. it got me thinking about my grandfolks and their trials and triibulations. Great tune as well! I was once a part of a Toronto Theatre Workshop production about the Wobblies. Lots of stuff about Joe Hill, who was indeed a hero. But we have Albert "Ginger" Goodwin, a labour leader born in Yorkshire, Eng. and who was probably murdered in his 31st year by police in BC for his labour beliefs and refusal to fight in WWI. We'll need to make tunes, plays and legends about our hero, Ginger. Elbows up!

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My dad grew up in Timmins and his brother still lives there. My dad worked at the Hollinger, then joined the RCN during WWII. After the war he went back to working in the mines, married my mom and had two kids there. He decided he could support his family better by joining the RCAF and was posted to North Bay first. I was born there, but we began traveling around eastern Canada and Europe. It gave us an appreciation of Canada and of the world. Both of my brothers and I served in the CAF as well so we do understand service and partiotism in our family. My older brother was in the Herc crash in the Arctic and we've all served out of country on deployments. Suffice it to say, that I won't let my country be taken over by MAGA folks either within or from outside Canada. My dad turned 100 in November and he agrees. I'm a Liberal at the moment but I appreciate everything you are saying and doing for our country, Charlie. Thank you. #ElbowUp

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I know this is off-topic, but here I go anyway. Can you tell Premier Ford that he can blow off Peter Navarro. He can tell Trump he wants to deal with an adult.

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During the Great Depression my Grandma held things together and raised my mother and aunts. My Grandpa travelled for work. Later, my Mom and my Aunts fought WWII on the home front working in the State government. My late Mother-in-law built ships. These were strong women, as were many others.

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Thank you, Charlie Angus. Elbows Up! With respect from Arizona 🏜💖

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Another magical tune & lyrics Charlie. I can't get the Fields of Normandy out of my head. :-)

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As I listened to One Job Town I saw the town where I grew up in northern Manitoba…mining,row houses, clothes on the line. I could go on. My family fought in WW2. My Grandparents left Ukraine to make a safe home in Canada. So yes, whatever I can do to help… Elbows up

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Love ! this tribute to your heroic Granny and brilliant essay of the Resistance, and quotes from the all ways astute Rebecca Solnit .

Hope is stronger than fear, the branches yes, Memory the roots ground us, mycelium-wise links us into a collective entity. Elbows up, Arms linked.

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I think your Granny Angus would have got along famously with my Grandma Ethel (a generation younger, but a hell of a firecracker) who was a Wren in WWII and danced with the “gents from Camp X” in Oshawa and raised my dad and his 2 brothers in some pretty rough places. My gramma Ethel was the best

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