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Post by RangoA@live.com on Jun 23, 2008 9:24:18 GMT -5
 When I lived and worked and went to college in Youngstown during that period of time, I was so entranced by all the people I've written about that I knew directly/indirectly in NYC with the complex and demanding lifestyles they were, for the most part, leading and was impressed that all these dreams could come to life. People were living in other countries and living in NYC like one half and one half of a year. While they were in the new country of ours they would travel all over the place on business or to go to some prestigious school. I arrived back in Youngstown believing that this would come true for me, also. So, I traveled a lot. I went to Detroit as I already detailed and I found that just across the Detroit River was Windsor, Canada. I found it right away, it was about an hour away from Ann Arbor, Michigan. There was a really cool Windsor Art Museum, which I learned was the architecture of that museum building and the culture of Windsor was mostly french. When at the museum I talked to people there and they all recommended a french restaurant that was about five or six blocks away from the museum. I decided to check it out. I liked french food ever since my brother had taken me to french restaurants in NYC during the mid-seventies. Yes, the food was excellent there as well. There were several parks in that little city and I went for walks in many of them. There was one park in particular I liked which was further away from Detroit yet still within Windsor, I believe. That park was landscaped like a beautiful horticultural environment that was there for everyone to enjoy. While walking through that park I came upon a few canadian military memorials from WWII. There were monuments with fallen canadian soldiers during that war. Also, there was a plane that I'll never forget that was turned into an exhibit of the how the canadian air force had lost so many of its soldiers while flying into one battle. There was such an old plane that it was no wonder that Canada lost so many people during WWII. Yet, the message was clear that Canada was, not only ready, willing and able to fight with the Allied Forces, they did so at such an enormously horrible collateral and internal cost that I interpreted that particular memorial to be that Canada didn't have the weaponry or financial backing to not help out more than they did and that we the world should nver forget these prices they paid as well as the other coutries like ours. The cause in that war was more important than that however and they went to war for the causes that we in our country believe as well as them at the time and lost their lives side by side with us. It was very touching. Some of my other travels to come during those years....
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When I lived and worked and went to college in Youngstown during that period of time, I was so entranced by all the people I've written about that I knew directly/indirectly in NYC with the complex and demanding lifestyles they were, for the most part, leading and was impressed that all these dreams could come to life. People were living in other countries and living in NYC like one half and one half of a year. While they were in the new country of ours they would travel all over the place on business or to go to some prestigious school. I arrived back in Youngstown believing that this would come true for me, also. So, I traveled a lot. I went to Detroit as I already detailed and I found that just across the Detroit River was Windsor, Canada. I found it right away, it was about an hour away from Ann Arbor, Michigan. There was a really cool Windsor Art Museum, which I learned was the architecture of that museum building and the culture of Windsor was mostly french. When at the museum I talked to people there and they all recommended a french restaurant that was about five or six blocks away from the museum. I decided to check it out. I liked french food ever since my brother had taken me to french restaurants in NYC during the mid-seventies. Yes, the food was excellent there as well. There were several parks in that little city and I went for walks in many of them. There was one park in particular I liked which was further away from Detroit yet still within Windsor, I believe. That park was landscaped like a beautiful horticultural environment that was there for everyone to enjoy. While walking through that park I came upon a few canadian military memorials from WWII. There were monuments with fallen canadian soldiers during that war. Also, there was a plane that I'll never forget that was turned into an exhibit of the how the canadian air force had lost so many of its soldiers while flying into one battle. There was such an old plane that it was no wonder that Canada lost so many people during WWII. Yet, the message was clear that Canada was, not only ready, willing and able to fight with the Allied Forces, they did so at such an enormously horrible collateral and internal cost that I interpreted that particular memorial to be that Canada didn't have the weaponry or financial backing to not help out more than they did and that we the world should nver forget these prices they paid as well as the other coutries like ours. The cause in that war was more important than that however and they went to war for the causes that we in our country believe as well as them at the time and lost their lives side by side with us. It was very touching. Some of my other travels to come during those years....