A boy's journey
Bengt Lindvall, his family and some of his friends' stories.
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Angry seals on my job
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It was still dark. The wind was shaking the house. I could clearly hear that some of the flimsy aluminum siding on this only a few m...
Monday, November 26, 2018
My secretary who wanted to shoot me.
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I fired my secretary - she came back looking for me with a gun in her hand. In Montreal, Quebec. She was a liar and a drunkard. Af...
Sunday, November 18, 2018
Why we never immigrated to USA
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Before choosing Canada we had many countries to choose from: The U.S.A. was another potential target. They loved papers even in those ...
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
The blacklisted fighter pilot Sten, my uncle
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Sten's fighter pilot career, 1929 - 1942. Sten was the black sheep of the family, or at least the blackest of...
Have you ever been to a bordello?
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I have, many times. The first time was when I was a seaman and visited Brazil for the first time in 1959. (Never after I came home, th...
Saturday, November 10, 2018
Being poor in Sweden
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After several years of studies, I finally graduated with my degree. I started my first professional job as a first-year en...
Friday, November 9, 2018
A Polio victim's story
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By Sharon Weber (Nee Robbins) I grew up on Jasper Avenue in the former Mount Dennis area of Toronto. Those were the days when everyo...
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