September 16, 2022
September 23, 2022
While in Calgary, I stayed at my brother’s home. I also got to see three old high school classmates, Steve, Louise, and Melanie. It was great to see them after so many years. I even cooked jambalaya for Louise and Melanie for dinner. My brother cooked a great turkey dinner one night as he entertained a few friends before he departs to Palm Springs for the fall.
I also hooked up with a cousin for dinner and a few of his oil patch friends. I did three interviews and have at least one more lined up for later.
My visit to Cow Town was much less turbulent than the last time. On that occasion, I was on my way to the airport to fly home from a visit with my brother when some weird news reporting came across the airwaves in the car. It was September 11, 2001. Needless to say, I did not get home that day.
Calgary is a vibrant town but the thing I will remember most is perhaps the day I left and got away from the prairie driving that had accompanied me since entering North Dakota on my way from Minneapolis to Winnipeg. The mountains provided a welcome relief.