Sunday, July 23, 2006
Two Mounties were killed on duty .
This is the letter that the woman's 11 year old daughter wrote to her in the hospital and it was read out at her funeral.
Dear mother dearest, the best person in my life, I'm writing this very moment when you're going away. I'm thinking this is a nightmare but why won't I wake up? I'm saying this right now, with all my heart, that I love you. You'll be with me wherever I go, whatever I do in life, and in my prayers.
I love you so much. You are my world.
I'm telling you this with my tears and prayers. I will see you again someday.
I will see you in my dreams, mind and heart. You're not going away forever. Me and the family are thinking you're on a real long job for a while, but we don't have to worry about you anymore.
Tell Marc I said 'hi' and I asked to watch over these people: me, Teori, Sharis, Zander, Nunitz, Diana, Alexis, Allison and Diane.
You might not be there after school or in bed with your book and a cup of tomato soup, with your hair wet in a bun, saying, 'My girl, how was your day?' But I promise I will talk to you every single day. I'm tough and you're tough. We both have big deer eyes, (the) same humour.
Don't worry. I'll take care of Darwin and Teacup. Don't worry. Every day I'll try and come to your bed and deliver a honey cruller with a large double-double.
I'm glad you're fi ghting, especially for me. But don't worry, Mom. I'll be OK. I know you'll be there for me. You'll see me graduate, have my own kids. And my daughter will be named Robin and know that her grandma was a hero.
I know I saved your life once, but I don't think I can do it again.
And when you're up there, make my house next to yours, and it will be made with chocolate. I love you, Mom.
Your Pumpkinpits, Shayne."
This is the letter that the woman's 11 year old daughter wrote to her in the hospital and it was read out at her funeral.
Dear mother dearest, the best person in my life, I'm writing this very moment when you're going away. I'm thinking this is a nightmare but why won't I wake up? I'm saying this right now, with all my heart, that I love you. You'll be with me wherever I go, whatever I do in life, and in my prayers.
I love you so much. You are my world.
I'm telling you this with my tears and prayers. I will see you again someday.
I will see you in my dreams, mind and heart. You're not going away forever. Me and the family are thinking you're on a real long job for a while, but we don't have to worry about you anymore.
Tell Marc I said 'hi' and I asked to watch over these people: me, Teori, Sharis, Zander, Nunitz, Diana, Alexis, Allison and Diane.
You might not be there after school or in bed with your book and a cup of tomato soup, with your hair wet in a bun, saying, 'My girl, how was your day?' But I promise I will talk to you every single day. I'm tough and you're tough. We both have big deer eyes, (the) same humour.
Don't worry. I'll take care of Darwin and Teacup. Don't worry. Every day I'll try and come to your bed and deliver a honey cruller with a large double-double.
I'm glad you're fi ghting, especially for me. But don't worry, Mom. I'll be OK. I know you'll be there for me. You'll see me graduate, have my own kids. And my daughter will be named Robin and know that her grandma was a hero.
I know I saved your life once, but I don't think I can do it again.
And when you're up there, make my house next to yours, and it will be made with chocolate. I love you, Mom.
Your Pumpkinpits, Shayne."
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
I'm Back off my holidays.These are some pictures of The Royal Tyrrell Dinosaur Museum in Drumheller.
