Me: "I keep wondering if I've made the right decision, staying here. Sometimes I wish I'd taken the easier path and moved to Toronto."Dad: "A lot of things are easier. It would be a lot easier for me to live at the cottage and develop a dependency on alcohol, for example. But what kind of life would that be?"
Me: "Ha ha, yes, good point."
Dad: "Never do anything because it is easier. That's not the way to make choices."
Me: "Yeah, I know. I know. I'm just getting anxious, I guess."
Dad: "If you keep working hard and look for something that excites you, you've got nothing to worry about. It's only possibilities ahead."
I wonder if my dad had the same worries as me when he was my age? My whining about books and chapters and hypothetical jobs probably sounds so trivial in contrast to his memories of cleaning industrial chimneys, working at a steel mill, and trapping black bears for testing in the woods of northern Ontario. It's all relative, I guess!
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Spring/summer Sundays are the best in Montreal, partly for the presence of tam tams, a weekly gathering of Montreal's finest, where the mountain meets Le Plateau. With a telephoto lens, I am now able to share with you some of the best people watching Montreal has to offer:
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If I don't see ALL of these people on the weekend, I will be very disappointed.
Oh my god it's Tree Jesus! Did you talk to him? What's his deal?
Tree Jesus seems to be the leader of some kind of religious society called "La Famille." After we noticed what his flag said, we started seeing signs for la famille all over the city. I am currently investigating what that actually is. But yeah, basically, he just stood there and let tourists take pics with him all day.
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