I spent my career as a teacher in British Columbia, working mostly with children who have special needs. It was such a privilege to work with those little people; they taught me more than you can believe. When I retired, it was sad to put those 36 years aside. But in some respect, I think my time around their youthful energy pushed me to where I am now.
In retirement, despite my sweet wife’s best wishes, I’m finding a second wind plowing the mountain roads of the North Shore. It’s dangerous work, no doubt about it, but there’s something in it that makes me feel like a kid again. Maybe it’s plowing a Ram 2500 Laramie® into snowbanks, crunching over ice and snow—not even the biggest of piles can stand in my way. What kid wouldn’t want to wind a powerful truck across snowy mountain roads? It can’t be beat.