Cole's Notes - The Sunday Journalist

This day is call'd the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.' Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember, with advantages, What feats he did that day. Then shall our names, Familiar in his mouth as household words- Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester- Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red. This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it sha...

Got this in the e-mails this morning - no attribution other than 'a peace keeping soldier stationed overseas.' The Night Before Christmas T'was the night before Christmas, He lived all alone, In a one bedroom house, Made of plaster and stone. I had come down the chimney, With presents to give, And to see just who, In this home did live. I looked all about, A strange sight I did see, No tinsel, no presents, Not even a tree. No stocking by the mantle, Just boots filled with sand, On the wall hung pictures, Of far distant lands. With medals and badges, Awards of all kinds, A sober thought, Came through my mind. For this house was different, It was dark and dreary, I found the home of a soldier, Once I could see clearly. The soldier lay sleeping, Silent, alone, Curled up on the floor, In this one bedroom home. The face was so gentle, The room in such disorder, Not how I pictured, A Canadian soldier. Was this the hero, Of whom I'd just read?, Curled up on a poncho, The floor...

From a Poker-playing, horse lovn', hard drinkin' cow gal. To have a horse in your life is a gift. In the matter of a few short years, a horse can teach a girl courage, if she chooses to grab mane and hang on for dear life. Even the smallest of ponies is mightier than the tallest of girls. To conquer the fear of falling off, having one's toes crushed, or being publicly humiliated at a horse show is an admirable feat for any child. For that, we can be grateful. God Rides

I got a panicky e-mail from a friend the other day it said in part: Please pass this on! Important police warning. Very scary, now moving east....started in Manitoba, now in Saskatchewan, and moving west.... If you are driving after dark and you see a car without its head-lights on, do not flash your lights, do not blow your horn or make any signals to the driver of the other car. So of course, my BS detector kicked in so I googled the name in the e-mail that was supposed to be from the RCMP and of course - it's a hoax - here's the full story http://www.snopes.com/horrors/madmen/lightsout.asp and specific to this particular e-mail http://www.canoe.ca/mb2/messages/cnewsf/11377.html The RCMP does not generally circulate e-mail alerts on the Internet to the public - if you check their home page at http://www.rcmp-grc.gc.ca they offer all of their current bulletins and statements in their news area at http://www.rcmp.ca/news/news_e.htm and there's nothing there about it. There ...