Monthly Archives: November 2008

New Board

Time is sure flying as Christmas is just around the corner.  My first year anniversary working here was the 19th of this month.  I am still enjoying the challenges presented at my office.  It is never dull here with meeting new people and hearing their stories both old and new.  Here at Them Days we are gearing up for the fourth issue for 2008.  I hope everyone will enjoy it as much as each past issue.  I also hope anyone who has a good story to tell will contact us to share it and perhaps publish it.

Josie

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Bizarro

Things here at Them Days have been much more different than I am used to. Things are actually happening in our favour. My article is complete, content is pouring through our recorder, and interviews are actually set in stone. I feel like I am in Bizarro Land here at Them Days, although that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

And things here at the magazine aren’t the only thing that has made a drastic change for the better.

I am no longer living my typical structured and scheduled to the second Katimavik lifestyle as I had been before for the past month and a half, but instead I have interloped myself into the Chaulk family…well at least for 5 days more. Morris and Bertha Chaulk have been warm hearted enough to billet me into their household for nine days and I am completely grateful. They have inadvertently managed to distract me from  katima-homesickness with king sized beds, baked goods, and Cranium. It’s like visiting your grandparents, except its everyday because you live in their basement.

With a lucky streak such as this I can only assume that our December issue will be off to the printers by the end of the week. Just cross your fingers that I won’t step under any ladders or say MacBeth.

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AGM Update – We have a new board!

Them Days Inc. now has a new board of directors.   On Wednesday night, six new board members were elected.  They are:  Hope Brown, Don Lockhart, Patti Penney, Dez Sellars, Cindy Starkes and Merrill Strachan.  Theresa Hollett, Linda Mugford and Bob Simms are staying on from the previous board (they each have one year left in their two-year terms).

We also bid farewell to our departing board members:  Susan Felsberg, Robin McGrath, Bonnie McLean, Jennifer Rideout, Marlene Wheeler and Winston White.

It was a great meeting and I was glad to see so many people turn out for the AGM!

Below are a few photos from the meeting.  I apologize for any bad/wonky lighting…the camera battery was on its last leg and also refused to recharge when I plugged in its charger, so the photos were taken without flash.  (Otherwise, there would be no photos at all!)

Merrill Strachan, Hope Brown, Bob Simms, Linda Mugford, Patti Penney, Theresa Hollett, Cindy Starkes, Dez Sellars

Merrill Strachan, Hope Brown, Bob Simms, Linda Mugford, Patti Penney, Theresa Hollett, Cindy Starkes, Dez Sellars

Carol Best receives a gift on behalf of Them Days from departing chair Susan Felsberg for facilitating the election of our new board members.

Carol Best receives a gift on behalf of Them Days from departing chair Susan Felsberg for facilitating the election of our new board members.

Josie Lethbridge and Dave Massie have a chat after a very successful meeting!

Josie Lethbridge and Dave Massie have a chat after a very successful meeting!

Them Days paparazzo (paparazza?) sneaks up on the new board as they get to know each other and schedule their first meeting.

Them Days paparazzo (paparazza?) sneaks up on the new board as they get to know each other and schedule their first meeting.

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AGM tonight!

Just another reminder that our Annual General Meeting is tonight! (Wednesday)

We will be filling six vacancies on our board, so if you are interested in getting more involved (either by becoming a board member or by voting for future board members), please attend!  You will learn what we’ve been up to for the past year and maybe enjoy refreshments at the end.  It’s also a good opportunity to purchase a copy of the latest issue or a calendar or Christmas cards if you haven’t had a chance to do that yet.

The meeting is at 7:00 pm in the Multi-Purpose Room of the Labrador Friendship Centre.  We hope to see you there!

– Aimee

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Things to Come

So far this week has been stormed over by black clouds. Literally and metaphorically. But I refuse to harbour onto the bad things and will concentrate on the good. Especially today, with everything starting to come together and I know that next week will be even more “pro-active”. Starting with the SPCA Craft Fair tomorrow at the legion, followed by the AGM on Wednesday at the Friendship Cente at 7.

And guess what? My article got its first lead yesterday! And a special thank you to that source. You’ve definitely contributed to my “pro-activeness” this week. So again, thank you thank you thank you…okay I’m done.

And everyone should know that the magazine isn’t quite done yet, so if you have any stories that you want to get into it just let us know. It could mean instant fame and glory. Well maybe not..but you should send your stories in anyway, you never know.

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A tale of a stolen bicycle, its editor-owner and a Good Samaritan

It’s 9:30 am.  Do you know where your bike is?

Yesterday at 4:45, I had no idea where mine was.  My beloved pink bike, a gift from my Uncle Mike, was sitting out on the Them Days stoop yesterday afternoon until at least 4:30.  It was snowing, and I didn’t want to bring the bike in the building as I usually do because I would have dirtied the floor, and besides, it’s not the summer anymore – who’s going to be looking for a bike to steal?

(Three young hooligans, apparently.)

Anyway, it was the end of our workday at 4:30, but I wanted to finish an e-mail I was typing before I went home, so I didn’t leave the office immediately.  It was 4:45 by the time I left the office.

“Ugh,” I thought as I stepped out the building and locked the door.  “It’s dark already and I have to bike home in a black jacket and the road conditions aren’t great.”

Well, that wasn’t a concern, because when I turned to the right to get my bike, my bike wasn’t there.

It had been there just 20 minutes earlier, because Lauren and I had walked to the post office to check the mail near the end of the workday, and the bike was still in its place when we came back.  It had been there just 15 minutes earlier, because Josie would have noticed if it was missing, and she would have said something to me.

I looked around, but I couldn’t see anything or anybody.

A trucker sat in his big rig outside of Notre Dame next door, writing on some paper in the cab.  I went up to his truck and asked him if he had seen anything.

“I’ve been doing my paperwork,” he said, and shrugged.

Lucky for me, the bike thief had chosen a snowy day to take the bike, so I could easily follow his tracks in the virgin snow.  They took my bike around the building, to the back where the construction is going on.

I found a bike back there – but it wasn’t mine.  Apparently they decided to make a trade.

I continued down Kessessaskiou Street, following my bike’s tracks on the road as they weaved all over the street.  Whoever had my bike was having fun, that was certain.

Next, I came across a man walking his dogs.  I asked him if he had seen anybody on my pink bike, as it was just stolen from Them Days about 15 minutes earlier.

He had – three young guys on bikes (one was a BMX, but the others, he couldn’t remember) were tossing their bikes over the guardrail behind Queen of Peace.  He warned me not to approach them, but suggested I could follow the tracks to see where they went.  (He probably could tell I was fuming/upset and likely to be impetuous.)

I thanked him and hurried along, still keeping my eyes on the tracks on the road.

I followed them to the end of K street, across Cabot Street, over the rocky barrier on the other side of the road and over the guardrail behind Queen of Peace Middle School.  I lost the tracks in the parking lot, but remembering the nice guy’s directions, continued towards Green Street, where I found the tracks again.

I followed their direction up Green Street, then looked up.  There were more cars at the intersection of Goose and Green than I’d ever seen.  And – the most exciting part – there were young men on bikes.

Did they do their swerving-in-traffic routine (as I’d seen via their tracks) and bring traffic to a halt?  I couldn’t tell.  But this was my chance.

I started running.  I was going to confront them and there were going to be witnesses.

I got closer.  I could see my bike in the headlights of a car.  Somebody was holding it.

I channelled my anger and yelled and pointed, running past a few young hoodlums who were obviously part of the bike-stealing racket.

“THAT’S MY BIKE!!”

As I crossed the road and got closer, I saw who was holding my bike.

It was the guy I met up with on the road.

It was my own personal Good Samaritan.

I apologized for yelling at him (from the distance I thought he was maybe part of the bike thieving group).  I tried to hold back my tears, because all the emotions of the past 20 minutes had caught up with me.

He’d gone back and found them again, and had gotten my bike from the group of boys, now sauntering casually down Green Street towards Hamilton River Road.  I couldn’t tell much about them in the twilight, other that one of them was wearing a whitish-grey hoodie.

So thank you, thank you, thank you…I don’t even know your name, but you really made my day yesterday.  (Possibly even my year.)  What seemed to be a very, very bad day became a good one.  I really can’t thank you enough, because that bike is the only vehicle I own that I can legally drive by myself.  (Thank you, graduated licensing.)

So now, residents of Happy Valley-Goose Bay, I ask – do you know where your bikes are?  Because not too long before starting this blog entry, I saw a group of three young men on bicycles, one wearing a white and grey hoodie, biking up Courte Manche and turning down K street, right outside the Them Days building.  Make sure your belongings are locked up, because they can be stolen in the blink of an eye!  (or the finishing of an e-mail.)

Also, if you are a bored young person, I know it seems like a lot of fun to, uh, “borrow” somebody’s bike for a joyride, but the sense of violation that it leaves the owner with really sucks.  And that bike might be a kid’s, or somebody’s only way of getting around.  You wouldn’t want somebody to take something of yours, would you?  It’s not a nice feeling.  Please channel your energy into something more positive.  You have a lot of talents, but bike stealing shouldn’t be one of them!

Aimee

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