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Boy does that take me back

Were you talking about the old Pinecrest Speedway on Hwy 7??? Close to there beside the 400 was the "400" drive-in. Went there several times in the early 70's with the step father.

Steve Bodmore

Used to go to the theatre in Minden. My buddy Steve was the projectionist working there and in Haliburton from the 80's well into the 9-0's. It was a nice, quaint, older theatre that wasn't too big or noisy.

Now if they are going to lay charges, they better be going after at least 1/2 of the politicians over the past 20 years. Once you find one rotten fish in the barrel, you're pretty much sure to find the whole barrel has gone rancid.

I've been out in the boat as late as Dec. 23rd. on Simcoe

Military medals are also worn on the right breast when earned by father/granfather/uncle. In the earlier days of the legion it was easy to differentiate those members from an associate member. For instance, I could wear the gongs earned by my forbears on my right breast as a way of recognizing thier service and legacy. Personally, I would not do so. That would be a betrayal of my uncle Bob. He had a chest full of gongs from the Great War. Never wore them, paraded or mustered at the Legion. He did not want the reminders. A lot of veterans still do not want the bloody reminders of combat, peacekeeping, or general service. They will not join the Legion.

More so because I don't think we will have decent ice down here this year.

I'm more than a little jealous at the moment.

I love it!!!! :good:

I used to knock the hat off my son's head as we walked in the door, followed by a little talking to.

That was the year I had planted carrots and beets on the first of March. Nothing froze that year.

As others have mentioned, membership across the board with community organizations has been in decline for a good 15 years and then some. The average age of the local Lion's club is 67. Service clubs cannot atteract young members. Different times, different values, different economics. We live in a world of "what's in it for me?"

My best memories of the year are totally nf. They are the births of the grandaughters Savannah and Erika. No great fishing memory can surpass that. And I am only too happy to sacrifice a lot of fishing time for their sakes. That said, there have been some great fishing moments, despite not having a lot of fishing time. In June my son and I travelled down to Windsor and the Detroit R. In the midst of a torrential wind and rain storm fishing for silver bass. Crazy weather with an insane bite. Tween the two of us we were landing over 100 fish per hour. Was nice to land a PB walter this fall

hard thing to have to do, but the best thing in the end to not let your pal suffer. Been through it enough times over the years and it never gets easier. You never forget them.

Your open letter to Justin would have popped up on any google search using his name. Every party has PR geeks watching public commentary through all social media

I do hope all goes well for your daughter.

That there is cute

That's the kind of Christmas present I'd be wanting. That and our latest grandaughter. All I need to be happy and content.

Sure looks fine.

I'll have to try cold smoking a batch next time around. This time around I had too many different things cooking in the smoker so I had my temps up around 130F

I can suck and chew on those pieces of salted rind for hours. With pork shoulder I'd carve off the rind fat, cover with salt overnight and then bake til hard and brittle. What a treat when I was growing up.

Finally had time to run my smoker for the day. Did a couple of roasts and smoked sausage for a pulled pork dinner tonight with out of town relatives coming into see the grandaughter. Got in a big batch (200 odd) of Swedish meatballs. Biggest thriil was my first attempt at smoking my own bacon. Let the pork belly marinate for 36 hours in a brine of brown sugar, sea salt, and apple juice. Followed up by 6 hours in the smoker on very low heat curing with cherry wood. The result. We had a sampling along with our dinner, and everyone fell in love with the bacon fresh from the smoker. Can't wait to fry some in the pan.

You've forgotten the impact that comes from a human population doubling, and the urban sprawl, in 30 years, in Southern Ontario. That is an impact you cannot fix.

Loved the Mitchell 300. SIts in a place of pride in the house. The bail spring finally went after 35 years of heavy use. My son has an even older original reel that is even more dear to me. My grandfather's Luxor reel. We actually had it out fishing a couple years back. May just have to take it out again this year.