Lake Superior Beauty

I grew up surrounded by water. I remember houseboating on the Montreal River when I was young enough that the memory is quite fuzzy, though I recall playing cards and trying to figure out how a vessel could be a boat and a house at the same time. I remember my Dad's shirt flying off the back of his boat on the same stretch of water, and me...

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Two Years in Sioux Lookout

It's October 29, 2009. I'm up early, having tossed and turned all night in the guest bed at my dad and his partner's lake house. I get out of bed, take a shower, and try to find room in my stomach for food -- it's hard what with the giant knot in it.

Dad has filled up my station wagon with gas. He's also helped fill it up with most of my...

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