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The Three Dons
This is curling season in Canada. The Scotties Tournament of Hearts just ended, and starting tomorrow the Tim Horton’s Brier begins. Curling brings back memories of growing up and watching Sportsweekend and other sports programming on CBC on Saturday afternoon and weekends. Back then every weekend, there was a 1 hour curling program on every Saturday evening in winter. What was more memorable than the curling in some ways were the hosts.
No they didn’t make you any offers you couldn’t refuse, but it seemed comical that all three hosts were named Don! Don Wittman, Don Duguid and Don Chevrier. Curling is a big part of the canadian sports scene, and these guys introduced us to the likes of Al Hackner, the Wrench, Ed Werenich, and the ever so quiet Russ Howard. I’m not sure what they squeezed into their hour long show back then, but I remember watching religiously as a kid. I remember dad laying on the couch, me laying on the floor, with my feet over the furnace grate, and watching closely. Not only is it a fun sport to watch, but brings back great memories of growing up.
Looking forward to watching more this weekend and next week!
Raised in outport Newfoundland in a town of 65 people, I pursued a post secondary diploma in Information Technology right out of High School.
I’ve always been a geek at heart, but yet I love the rural life I grew up with. Fishing, hunting, camping and the great outdoors are still loves of mine, even if I don’t pursue them as often as I once did. Sports were always a big part of our lives, and I played many (badly) and loved them all.
Jiggs Dinner Painting the boat
The Alouette“Alouette, gentille alouette” We probably all sang that song in elementary school, though I’m sure I massacred it worse than most. The song isn’t the only memory of that name though! Back in the…umm..80s? and maybe before, as he had it a long time, Ross Smith had an old Alouette …- Bare MountainAs you come down over the hill along by the cemetery in Apsey Brook, looking straight ahead and way way down, you’ll see a bare rock face off in the distance. I’m not sure if this has a real name, but I always called it Bare Mountain, and as a …
Apple Pickin TimeNear the road back home in Apsey Brook, on Uncle Luther’s Land (I guess Carol’s? Meghan’s? now, well thats irrelevant :)) is Dad’s apple tree. Its Dad’s because his grandmother gave it to him, so its a little bit old now. I’ve not had an apple from it since I …