You know, I remember it as if it were yesterday. It was Christmas time in 1972. Me and Nancy (I usually call her “Nan”) we was running this motel we called “Stay.a.While Motel. It was down on the water front but not really in the best area. But we ran a clean house for a decent price—just $39 per room, single or double, we didn’t pry. Mind you, that was before GST or anything like that. So they... read more

Bombs Away!

Kingsley Smythe sat at his expansive desk fiddling with his presentation pen set. It was a trying time for the transport business. When it was a trying time for the industry it always ended up being a trying time for him. He ran his fingers through his hair, a habit when he was upset. But today he was not only upset by finances but annoyed as well. Annoyed and perhaps even alarmed. Fifteen minutes ago he... read more