I've been away for a while

OK, let's face it, nobody reads these useless blogs, but none the less, the optimist I am, I try to continue to say something, not just anything, but something positive. I spent the past month away from my little oasis on the Gatineau. I decided to respond to the clarion call to go out west. I made my way with one of my best friends, Phil Cohen, who just happens to be our local village poet. The best weather we could imagine greeted us at every train stop along the way in Jasper and Prince Rupert. The Rockies were magnificent! Phil was scintillating. Playing guitar, talking and partying in the dome car across the Prairies was sweet. We narrowly managed to avert a natural disaster in Bella Coola, and spent some very musical times in Williams and Pontzi Lake with my sister and family. The whole concept revolved around the fact that Phil Cohen was the Father of "The" Leonard Cohen, and I was his handler. We were on a mission to put the "e" on Clark road.