Hi Lawrence, I’ve been enjoying your book. One anecdote I had heard before. The accident your friend had with the stolen chemicals was being used as part of a safety talk science teachers were giving in Ontario when I was in grade 9 (1957). This of course inspired a couple of us boys to steal some pure sodium: the substance your friend had issue with. We had planned to try to combine it with magnesium to make a super bomb. We got side tracked when we discovered we could drop a tiny piece of it into water in the bottom of a 200 ml test tube and shoot a fiery bomb across the classroom. It would explode on contact with a hard surface. Great fun. In 1994 I had to move to a science teaching job and your friends incident was still being recounted except that in the ensueing 37 years the story originated in Windsor, Ontario instead of Campbell River, B.C. and your friend had lost his leg and subsequently died.  Regards, Jim Leggett.

Amanda Robertson

 Grandpa YOUR BOOK IS AWESOME I am on chapter seven and it makes me feel like I am you going through your experiences and makes me understand and appreciate you even more!

Old Pete from Sydney

Old Pete-or Ghandi as he was known by some-logged coastal timber mostly by himself at Viner Point located on Read Island. He was born on a sailing ship that was awaiting cargo at Sydney Australia, sometime befor accurate records of such events were kept. Old Pete had some of the most run-down logging equipment one could imagine, perhaps only outdone by Martin Germyn, who logged the Comsak Creek vally at the head of Bute Inlet. Old Pete was a marvel at keeping his and other people’s equipment in working condition regardless of the age or the magnitude of the problem. Pete spent some of his early years in Costa Rica before jumping ship at Vancouver. He spent the rest of his colorful and long life on the west coast of Canada.