Working on the move

            Time seems to fly, but in another way, it doesn't. It seems like ages ago that Carter and I spent endless hours in Larry Tuplin's tractor cutting   brush on the property.
            One of the many things I learned from my dear, departed father: ‘No task is too big, just tackle it with determination'.
            My father didn't have to put it in words. I shadowed him most of the time from the time I was able to walk until I was twenty, when he died of a heart attack at the age of fifty-three, just a few months older than I am now.
            My father didn't have to explain things. I saw the dedication and determination with my own eyes. His generation made Canada a great country. A big percentage of them saw action during WWII, and let us not forget, they were young boys and men at the time. That experience alone, most-likely instilled in them, the great values in life, that they lived by. When their generation ruled this country, we had true freedom and a man's word was a man's word.
            Take some time today and listen to Canadians, of all ages, and see what the vast majority think of the way bureaucracy is leading us. Look around, our rights are being eroded away. This is not the freedom those young boys, men and women fought for.
            About a year ago, two friends dropped into the shop one evening. I was welding a panel on a car and, while I was welding, I listened in on their chat. There was a lot of grumbling going on . . . about lots of things, but especially about how bureaucracy just kept piling rules and regulations on us . . . enough is enough is what they were saying. I listened in for about ten-minutes and then shut off the welder. I looked at Larry and Kennie and told them, "Well boy's, it's our fault."
            They both looked at me dumbfounded and said, "how is it our fault."
            The answer came very easily: "Our fathers didn't put up with this. If bureaucrats tried to push something on them, they (the bureaucrats) soon learned that the people of this country decided just what-was-what, not a few bureaucrats. It is our generation that has let it happen, so we can only blame ourselves."
            Larry and Kennie didn't have to think about it very long before both  agreed; "You're right Dale, we did."
            We'll . . . I don't know how I got into that . . . so, back to the move.
            Although we all knew that moving was going to be a big job, none of us knew just how big of a job it proved to be.
            The big stuff; project cars/trucks, tools, equipment, computers, desks, etc. were all moved, with lots of help, in two-days.
            Ah . . . this is going great, I thought. A couple of trips with the deck truck, and we'll have all our parts. Not so . . . parts, parts and more parts . . . parts I forgot we had. As tired as we were all getting, it was kind of like an ongoing Christmas for me, a pleasant surprise every load.
            Meanwhile, Danita and the girls were busy with all the paperwork and office supplies, another seemingly endless job . . . but we're here, all moved.
            It has been a hectic couple of months but what a great feeling, for all of us.
            Now we can get right into what we love best. Restoring and adding horsepower.
            The dragstrip out back is becking and we'll be bringing you lots of real-life, from the shop to the strip, proven performance upgrades . . .  And we will be doing it in the same fashion as you and a couple of friends can, in your home garage.
            Lots of great times ahead.                                                           CC




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