Letters Lego Dear Dad, We always seemed to have enough toys to play with. Hot Wheels, Slinkys, cap guns and such were always around, although not always in top condition.
Letters Calgary Dear Dad, As young as I was, I still remember the house in Calgary. We spent Saturday mornings in P.J.s in the basement in front of the black and white T.V. watching cartoons.
Letters Homestead Dear Dad, Everyone, except me, lives within five or ten kilometers of 2611 Misener Cresecnt - the old homestead.
Letters Art Oswalds Dear Dad, Christmas, Easter and Thanksgiving were often shared with the Art Oswald clan.
Letters Tree Forts Dear Dad, Up on Thornlodge, just past Sheridan Park Public School was Loyalist Creek. It was rather shallow and ran in a man-made bare rock channel behind the school.
Letters Fords Dear Dad, In my last letter about cars I mentioned that I should write about the work-horses too.
