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How to Move to Canada is the title of a book snagged from a Free Little Library and packed up with the thousand things jammed into my ailing Highlander and squeezed through the needle's eye of Sault Ste. Marie, mon amour in the passanger seat and navigating along the northern shore of Lake Huron through Sturgeon Falls, with a stop for lunch and to see her lovely tante et oncle. I am neither a rich man nor a camel, but I do have a heart full of love and many bright ideas floating in my head, not to mention an advanced degree or two and a fairly clean criminal record and bill of health to help make my case, gently and humbly, to the office of immigration as the sun rises at its northernmost point on the Montreal horizon.
How to Move to Canada is the title of a book snagged from a Free Little Library and packed up with the thousand things jammed into my ailing Highlander and squeezed through the needle's eye of Sault Ste. Marie, mon amour in the passanger seat and navigating along the northern shore of Lake Huron through Sturgeon Falls, with a stop for lunch and to see her lovely tante et oncle. I am neither a rich man nor a camel, but I do have a heart full of love and many bright ideas floating in my head, not to mention an advanced degree or two and a fairly clean criminal record and bill of health to help make my case, gently and humbly, to the office of immigration as the sun rises at its northernmost point on the Montreal horizon.