Mike’s sister, Moira and her husband Mike were here for a visit a few weeks ago. They came a day before Pat got here and left a few days before she did.
Moira isn’t a fan of flying and of course, I can relate…I think her aversion to flying is even stronger than mine. When I heard they were taking the train back home to Toronto, I thought, “What a great idea!”
I would love to take a train across the country. Mike and I had often spoke of doing that together someday. Not only would it be a great way to see the spectacular scenery of each province, but trains travel on the ground (so there's no fear of falling out of the sky like there is in a plane).
This is Mike’s message to Moira about a week after they left:
“So I guess you are home by now. Most people taking the train will say the rocky mountain portion is enjoyable and that the prairies are boring because they contain only vast amounts of tall wheat fields that are bland to the eye. I read a book years ago called ‘Who Has Seen the Wind’ by WO Mitchell. In the book the last chapter gives a description of the old grandma who is wheelchair bound and sits all day staring out the window at the wheat blowing in the wind. To all around her people see what appears to be a demented old lady staring into space but Mitchell's description gives the reader a different outlook at what she sees.”
Moira’s reply back:
“We just got in this afternoon as our train was 5 hours behind schedule due to a freight train that had problems ahead. Many times we stopped to allow for freight to pass, as they get priority. No problem for us, as we just sat up in the glass top area watching the scenery and talking with some of the train passengers who were very friendly.
Although the prairies were not as spectacular as the rocky mountains, they had their own beauty, and we enjoyed watching all of it, including the forest and lake areas after that. We were allowed to get off the train occasionally in small towns along the way for some fresh air and a stretch while the train was serviced, and if you have ever seen the show 'Corner Gas', well it reminded me of that, with the size of the towns...
The train was only really rocky one night, the rest of it was normal old fashioned train rocking, just like the olden days. You felt as though you had been on a train from the 50's, especially with some of the original bunks and refurbished end of the train lounge car with a cigar/beer table, original redone lounge chairs and decor. It was like that same place on the train in the movie ‘Double Indemnity’ with Fred MacMurray and Barbara Stanwyck, where he steps out the back door for a smoke.”
The following is a poem written by Michaela for a school writing assignment:
My uncle is a train. Always staying on track. Determined, motivated and knows where it’s going. The outside is made of hard, strong metal yet inside is cozy and inviting. The inside has chairs lined in perfect rows which look hard but once you sit and stay a while you realize they have the softest cushions in the world. In the front the engineer shovels coal into the fire. He doesn’t stop to take a break or get tired. Instead he pushes to the limit in order to keep things running smoothly. Sometimes the train needs some helpers and sometimes it can go on its own. But one thing is certain, nothing can stop it.
Michaela, Elanna, Peter and Luke before the ALS walk in PoCo last month
Elanna, Michaela and my mom with all of us at the ALS Walk in PoCo last month