The time has come, the walrus said…
Nine years ago I moved to Princeton, not knowing anyone here, but knowing it is a small town with great people—having spent some time here over the years enroute to my brothers cabin at Missezula Lake.
I built my house using local suppliers and received fantastic service from all. Really, the only questions asked of me were “where are you from and what do you do?”
Mistake? – I told them and all of a sudden my services were in demand. The PXA and RJ Beaupre Drilling took up a great deal of my time, but it was all good.
I met so many wonderful people. I can not name them all, but you know who you are.
I am moving to Vancouver Island to be closer to some of my grandchildren and spend time with them as they grow up.
I will be back as often as possible to visit, but —Ken, I will not be helping herd calves at the Rodeo.
I will miss Princeton. See you soon.