December 1st, 2009

Canada Goose

Canada Geese and Memories of Montréal

Today I pulled into the parking lot at the office and was greeted by a flock of Canada Geese, noisily honking as they dropped en masse into Walnut Creek, which runs by the back of the parking lot, eventually emptying into the San Gabriel River.

The arrival of the geese reminded me that I never finished my Canadian memoir.

After leaving WorldCon on August 10th, I lunched on board le Bateau Mouche as it cruised the St. Lawrence River around Île Sainte-Hélène, site of the 1967 World Expo and the home of La Ronde, a Six Flags Amusement Park. I wanted to cruise on the St. Lawrence before I left Montréal in honor of my junior high school science and geometry teacher, Dr. Francis St. Lawrence, who liked to tease us by saying that the St. Lawrence Seaway was named for him.

Dr. St. Lawrence was one of those inspiring teachers who only comes along once in a blue moon. It is because of him that I became interested in science and math. He also fostered my love of poetry. He would close class on Friday by reading a poem by Poe or Alfred Noyes or Lewis Carroll.





'twas brillig
as the boat sailed...
the St. Lawrence

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