The hidden years in Canada 70,the Wetaskiwin
The Wetaskiwin It was still dark and the truck was dieseling itself warm. Kiwi's truck was clearly newer than ours. The freight bills were neatly ordened and there was a paper bag next to it. I flicked the cabin light on and opened the bag. There were some chocolate bars and a bag of chips and a note in it. ‘Okay boys, just so...