To the Editor,
One day in May I awoke thinking of how lucky I am, to be living in the most beautiful place on Earth. Many people see the same scenes every day and wonder, is there some place better? I haven’t see one that comes close.
Am I being too bold in the above statement? I don’t think so. When you see the fog upon the water and a sea bird flies suddenly towards you it can catch you off guard; and a moment later it’s gone.
To see the mountains covered in snow in the winter and know I don’t have to shovel the driveway. I was struck with wonder the first time in a summer sunset that the same snow appeared pink.
I know that there are places in this city that need work, but that’s like every city I’ve lived in across Canada. Sure we are going though a tough time now, but when a city undergoes great charge at first it appears to be dying.
Many of our fellow citizens made their living in the forestry industries; most are retired and living on good pensions. And of course they don’t like seeing the places where they spent their lives working being closed.
The children of these hardy people must look to what is happening in their world to find jobs to provide for their families. And for some of us who are in between, we also must look for work elsewhere. Not to leave and spend and buy homes in other cities. But in new industries that aren’t readily evident.
Change often happens from the person that stoops to pick up a discarded coffee cup. Change often happens with just a smile to a passerby on the street. That smile might be the only contact that person would have that day.
A great writer once said that from small gifts does great change come about.
Terry Short,
Port Alberni