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Thursday, 5 June 2014

The Last Day

08:50 hrs.
05 June 14

This is the "LAST" day.

My "LAST" day of work before going on the expedition.
And it was, seventy years ago, the "LAST" day of calm before thousands and thousands of Allied troops headed for the beaches of Normandy.

In my opinion, "LAST"s should not be look upon with sadness but with a sense of closure and hope for what lies ahead.

Some "LAST"s are abrupt, a sudden end as a result of inaction and inattention.

Yesterday was the "LAST" day for a young longboarder who neglected to wear his helmet. All it took was just one time. He fell from his board, struck his head and, as a result of his error, has expired. I have no love for those who race down our open public roads on vehicles without a braking system while traffic is actively operating. Most of these individuals participating in this sport are young adults who should know better so when a young person dies from something that was preventable it is a sad day. But hopefully his death will remind others to wear their safety equipment.

There is the "LAST" of a line too.

Just for shits and giggles, I Googled a boyhood friend from Saskatoon only to find an obit column for his father, Glen. Glen was born in the 1930's and passed away in November of 2012. He was predeceased by his parents, his sister, his wife and his son (my childhood friend). The only relatives left alive are his sister-in-law and her family. Glen was the "LAST" of his line. It is sad but I still remember him clearly. Tall, thin, strong and sporting a perfect flat top haircut. Memorable.

There also "LAST"s due to forces beyond one's control. Mother nature is big on that.

Hopefully, today will also be the "LAST" day for the whackadoo who has been terrorizing the city of Moncton. Three RCMP officers have been killed and two more wounded. Something tells me that if the perpetrator is found dead it might be a case of "SUICIDE BY COP".
'That's right your Honor. The Subject Male fell out of a ten storey window and loaded on fourteen bullets that just happened to be standing vertical on the sidewalk below. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!'

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