I was born in a small bustling town in the town of Springdale, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada, in 1953, where life was very active for most people. As children, we had plenty of time to have fun, and we enjoyed nearly every minute of it. Even though we had a lot of freedom, there were chores and there was school, where I didn’t do so well due to being disliked by my teachers and punished often, which is what they did back then. I quit school at age fifteen in seventh grade and did odd jobs until age seventeen when I began a full-time job on a local dairy and chicken farm. After a couple of years, I left and headed for the city in another province and got into construction, which I continued to do for most of my life. Then, in 1997, while living in Eastern Ontario, I decided to go back to school to upgrade to a grade twelve equivalent and managed to do it in three months. That is when I got inspired to write this little story and have kept it tucked away until a few weeks ago when I decided to pull it out and found it interesting and maybe worth publishing so that others may enjoy reading it too.