I remember standing on the highway, having somehow traveled as far as the outskirts of Vancouver, realizing that I did not want to head back east, that I in fact did not want to go anywhere.
I walked back and forth from side to side of the highway, totally confused, first hitching one direction and then [...]
We finally found a rooming house on 13th behind the Vancouver General Hospital that was to be home for the next year or so and would witness the arrival of our son Chad, born February 2, 1973.
We put lots of love and care into painting the two small adjoining rooms and in these rooms many [...]
By the time we reached London, Veronica and I had come to a parting of the ways. My sickness in the final stages of our journey had somehow brought to the surface some deep antagonism that had been growing inside her towards me. This separation was only to be temporary but it would underscore a [...]
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