Sunday, January 19, 2014  He's Got An Angel On Retainer {But I
Wish He'd Stay Off The Ice}  He tells me the story of his winter
camping trip - all those tough city kids living up north for
days, cooking food outdoors and hiking the trails like hunters.
They were telling jokes apparently - spreading themselves across
the Lake Huron ice, hands tucked warm in mittens and toques
pulled low, boots firm against a thick foundation under which
the hibernating fish dreamed of summer.  Safe and sound and
making memories those kids wouldn't get without The Farm.  Safe
and sound like a bleeding tuna in a shark tank.  "One of the
kids was saying how he would like to bring a girl there on a
date and show her the frozen lake and say, 'I just wanted to
break the ice...'" I've just picked him up from work, it's
nearing midnight and snow blows in sheets across the road from
Eugenia. He's fully alive but yesterday I could have been a
widow.  "So I called the group over so he could tell them his
line and he started - he said, 'I