My Hour At Last Has Come; Yet

And Woe Succeeds Woe.

Beauty- It Was A Glorious Gift Of Nature.

Without Question It May Be Said Of Vancouver That Her Position, Geographically, Is Imperial To A Degree, That Her Possibilities Are Enormous, And That With But A Feeble Stretch Of The Imagination Those Possibilities Might Wisely Be Deemed Certainties.

I, For One, Know Of No Sweeter Sight For A Man's Eyes Than His Own Country.

I'm A Rageaholic. I Just Can't Live Without Rageahol.