This photo was taken in 1973 – the year after we met in Calgary. My most wonderful friend, fellow farmhand, lifelong buddy, Joyce, what would I do without her. And that’s her friend too, the little black dog she loved so dearly – the infamous ‘Chubby Chicken’ who stole the butter, and the cake. Chubby is long gone I’m afraid. But Joyce is still going strong. For many years we’ve lived thousands of miles apart, but our friendship is just as strong as the day we met. (The header today is Kaslo B.C where we shared so many memories).