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The Day I Shot Pepper Meehan

I was thirteen or fourteen when Dad decided it was time that I learned how to trap a rabbit and shoot a partridge. So he bought an old .22 calibre rifle, oiled the barrel and off we went into the woods near the radar base at St. Margaret’s, New Brunswick. He set up a few empty Graves bean cans on tree stumps, taught me how to aim and squeeze the trigger – ‘gently’ but ‘with…

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An Ode to Country Living

My wife and I moved to Afton Station last summer when a friend tipped us off to a great rental opportunity. We’re about 20 minutes east of Antigonish on ten acres of oceanfront property, a quarter of which is open lawn and includes an impressive stand of mature Poplar trees. I wasn’t aware they were Poplar until I took a picture of a leaf and compared it with results of a Google search. (I really…

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