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This is a novel set in an imaginary Cape Breton Crossroads, west of Baddeck and east of the Waycobah Mi'kmaq Reserve. It involves four children, one the hero, another one the heavy, and a brother and sister of Indian descent. A lot of the story revolves around hockey, a competitive sport no matter what age. Also there is a lioness, now on the loose, having escaped from a circus, and a beautiful circus dog. Also, bigotry against Indians is touched thoroughly enough for young people to see the problems the Indian nation went through years ago with racial biases and prejudices. The young hero is…mehr

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This is a novel set in an imaginary Cape Breton Crossroads, west of Baddeck and east of the Waycobah Mi'kmaq Reserve. It involves four children, one the hero, another one the heavy, and a brother and sister of Indian descent. A lot of the story revolves around hockey, a competitive sport no matter what age. Also there is a lioness, now on the loose, having escaped from a circus, and a beautiful circus dog. Also, bigotry against Indians is touched thoroughly enough for young people to see the problems the Indian nation went through years ago with racial biases and prejudices. The young hero is partially disabled but still works on improving his hockey game as much as he possibly can. The lioness, when it escapes, makes its presence felt and is of concern to local farmers who have livestock on their farms. The parents of young people in the Barrach area, an imaginary settlement near Mabou, Baddeck and Whycocomagh, in west central Cape Breton Island, fear for their children. They just don't want the kids to go much further than their front door rather than take a chance on being mauled. Order is gradually restored and the hockey team becomes strong and Barrach is left in even better shape than when the story started.
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It wasn't until I was approaching retirement age that I took a more serious interest in writing. I had done many things in the meantime. Thanks to a jingoistic and abusive father who was a member of the Canadian Air Force police during World War II, I was forced to enlist in the Reserve Army even before I had graduated from high school. I had to enlist or else my father would have made living at home intolerable. I was placed in the medical corps which was a softer touch than most other corps. I was also forced to become a junior Rotarian by my high school's vice-principal which meant I lost a half a day of school every week. Despite that, I graduated with distinction. The Rotary meetings, however, were very enjoyable and lunch was always a meal much better than I was used to eating at home. There was always a guest speaker and the speeches were usually enjoyable and informative. All of this was stored away by me and it comes out at times in my writing. I can only hope you don't have any serious complaints with my literature. I know my audience and I write to keep them satisfied with my non-complicated plots and my characters are far from complex as well.