april 08, 2009 12:31am
August 7, 2008 Is there karma?
Thursday. August 7, 2008.
Is there karma?
Another day of rain today and I'm stuck in this RV. No interviews lined up so I decided to call every media outlet in town a call and give them the low down. I called the talk radio station in Moncton. The reporter took my statement. I didn't know that she was recording our conversation until she asked me at the end of our talk if she could use it on the air. I agreed. The night before I met Mr. Al Johnston, he was sitting and listening to me tell a veteran, who I was sitting with, about my computer problems. Johnston gave me the name of a charity group of retirees that recondition computers for schools. He said if anyone could help me, they would. These volunteers call themselves the Pioneers. I was told that they only work twice a week and that Thursday was the only time that I could get in to see them, Anyway I waited until 6pm to go to the shop that Johnston gave me directions to the day before. If you have been following my log you know that if I can get lost, I will. So I found the place after a lovely trip around greater Moncton. I walked through a shop toward the sound of voices in a back room. Now all of you people out there that haven't seen my picture on our web site, I am a 6 foot 2 inch, 280 pound, bald, bearded biker looking fellow. So you can Imagen what was going through their minds of the senior citizen volunteers working away in a place where someone that looks like me shouldn't know about.
I said I'm looking for Bob and a smaller statued man piped up in a confidant voice and says “I'm in trouble now” so I told them what the situation was. Right away they started trying to fix my sick computer. It had turned out one of the guys had seen my picture in the paper and everything was cool. One of the other guys had been in the CF until he retired. They surprised the heck out of me when they told me my computer was done. They blew me away when they donated a better lap top than the one I had for the cause. Every time, on this tour when something goes wrong there is someone there to help. I'm convinced that our mission is meant to be because we have had some difficulties on this tour but we always find the light at the end of the tunnel. Oh, I got lost on my way back to the Legion were the RV is parked.
