Runagate Pictures

This morning I visited one of my favourite Blogs and found that its host had posted a number of photos with an apology attached. He has been too busy of late to write articles. I sympathize. There are just not enough hours in the day to accomplish all we desire, and as much as I would like to write Lost Valley articles more frequently, it's just not the best use of my time. Thousands of PCs have accessed these Saint John articles, but very few of the readers have bothered to comment or encourage. A few have scraped photos and posted used them to enhance their own online efforts. That said, as I have only posted a fraction of what I have gathered on the people who once populated the Lost Valley, I will add material in future. But it is not a priority with me. This week a reporter dug a little deeper into my past than any have before, and since she mentioned my Saint John roots, I'll provide a link to her article. She picked up on my comment about digging objects out the ground when I was a boy. Memory being a resilient faculty, I still remember every site in the North End where I poked or dug, and recall most of the objects I found. A few of the intact Saint John bottles I kept and have with me here in B.C.