In light of anniversary of the attacks on the U.S., I was reluctant to watch much TV last night and today. But I watched last night anyway, and there-- on PBS was a documentary about what happened to the flights bound for northeastern US airports when US airspace was shut down. Hundreds of planes carrying thousands of passengers were re-routed to airports in Canada. The people in towns near these airports opened their local schools, fire houses and churches as temporary shelters, and their hearts as wellsprings of hope and compassion. 7,000 passengers doubled the population of one town for the four days they were there. There are so many wonderful tales of that time, and I can't relay them here. The reason I'm posting this info is because I know there are Canadians that post here, and I needed to let somebody up there know that for all the talk of cold temperatures, a lot of us in the States know that only applies to the weather. So, on behalf of your fellow countrymen, please accept this thank you offered on behalf of mine. And to the rest of you, thanks for putting up with what seems to be a non-Lightfoot post. But then again, in a way it is for Gord embodies the human spirit in song, and Canada's people embody the human heart in deed. Wish I could hug one of you. Thanks for reading.
Brian
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