Our current circumstance...

Remember the deals at The Brick, no payments for 2 years? Consider the past 30 or 40 years us Consumer Debt. Today was such a technology everyone strives to have a better credit score, you can check it online and be proud of your achievement. Publicly it has been announced that Canadians have achieved the highest level of consumer debt in history. The good union job, blue colour, the forest industry of British Columbia.. consider that all of this Consumer Debt has been the paper assets of large organizations that exist on the stock market. Nearly 50 years of the creation of believable equity in the form of debt. Stock Traders relish the idea of investing in this chain letter of increasing debt, for the future value of it and the big payoff. Many European countries, especially Italy purchased these as Investments for their Pension funds. The future value of this investment with assuring a safe pension for their citizens.
Now realize just this past summer of 2019, that 24 Sawmills have shut down in British Columbia for taking all of those people with good union wages out of work. With maximum personal debt as the statistic of Canadian citizens, consider how many bankruptcies will precipitate from The Sawmill employees alone. therefore that Consumer Debt will never have a future value to be collected, and the value of the stock that was purchased by the foreign country as an investment for their pension plan will also collapse in value.
Independent pensions funds, such as Teachers' Pension funds, have invested heavily in SNC Lavalin.... It's not just our federal government. Our federal government has continued CPP through decades, since WWII... All parties elected have moved it forward as a "Canadian Holy Grail".... It's a "populus" warm fuzzzzzy feeling, too big, too good to fail..... "sez the majority of good Christians...."
When I finished high school, and married the first time, the father-inlaw was a Baptist Minister, and also sold mutual funds..... How many "good Christians" bought into the investments to pay for "college tuition", as the perfect vehicle for their children to have a good secure Christian future....??? Then we had The Brick, no money down, no payments for two years....   Just keep ratcheting up your 'credit score'... LOL
In the heyday of Billy Graham "events", a church minister selling mutual funds, was like shooting fish in a barrel....
btw, wonder if the Billy Graham crusades of the 50s, 60s and 70s were partly funded by investment firms? 

Reflection - Dedication

The following is to give you some insight.

The following is "copied" from my personal writing.
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Dedication

This begins a preamble and dedication after much procrastination and, well yes, many many months of procrastination.

The writing is dedicated is to (my Uncle)

Frederick Clarence Titman,

b. December 18, 1905;

d. April 18, 1928, age 23

 

My brother told me that, he had been told by our father, that Dad, when visiting a Meacham elderly resident, in the Humboldt hospital on his death bed. was given a confession; “I murdered your brother.”

This is intended to be a, read between the lines, from fragments of what I can recall from long ago things said, and more critical; conclusions arrived at, now in my senior years; turning 70 this summer. (2018).

We can never know the emotions experienced by those in our family over their lifetime. Hurt, grief, anger, rejection, and more...., all the human emotions that are available. People live to experience them all. Many never tell, perhaps due to medical circumstances, or just thinking it best not to tell. Think before you judge and choose to remember only the bad, which has upset and affected your life. They were not all bad, they carried grief too, and with the lens of alcohol, everything is magnified. 

Not until very late in his life did Dad know what happened to his brother, who Grandma Susan said had been his role model.

2023 update: Sometime in the late 1950s Mom and Dad were seen talking about something. Shortly thereafter Mom came from my grandparents old house, on the hill in our yard. She had me try on a jacket that had been kept in the family trunk of keepsakes. That summer I wore the moss green military jacket, that I now recognize from the picture above.

The following is a summary of our family and conclusions:

My grandfather left Devon England, lied about his age because he was too young, and ran away to fight in the Boer War in South Africa.  Our family is come to understand that he as living with and being raised by his aunt at the time he left.  After the Boer war, he came to Canada, married Susan, and later enlisted and fought in the first world war.

Reflecting back over my early childhood years, I do not recall our family attending church services, I do not recall the Bible being used in our home in any way.  My grandfather, having been raised in England, was the Anglican Church of England as religious affiliation. I have arrived at the conclusion, that because there was no religious indoctrination of any kind in my own childhood, that it is highly likely that my mother and father consciously proceeded on this path.  I also conclude that it is highly likely that my father and his siblings were brought up in the same manner, no religious indoctrination.

To further dive into these conclusions, I, first of all, make the assumption that my grandfather made his conscious decision, after coming to Canada from fighting in the Boer war, to no longer practice his Church of England, Anglican faith.  

I also assume that he made this conscious decision, after what he observed during his time in the Boer war of South Africa, if I may borrow the phrase, “leap of faith”, I will further conclude by my own non-participation in the Christian faith, that I am highly likely to be following in the footsteps in this regard, of my murdered uncle.

I conclude that my uncle was murdered for one of two reasons.  

The first that the perpetrator may have been jealous of in common pursuit of relationship interest.  

The second and more probable cause was that of adherence to religious conviction.  

Rural life during the 1920s and the KKK prevalence in community, had no tolerance for anyone that would question the existence of "the holy spirit", or be observed to be a non-participant in Christian social practices.

Through my investigation of that time, I have found that in the University Archives of Saskatchewan website, that during the 1920s, the KKK had their headquarters in Biggar, Saskatchewan. I have also been told by a close community member of the community, Colonsay, Saskatchewan was also a hotbed of white supremacist activity during the decade of his death. Murdered for not joining and participating in KKK events?

Random info links...

Everyone puts things off until the last minute sometimes, but procrastinators chronically avoid difficult tasks and deliberately look for distractions. (read more....)


Not all creative people are alike, which makes defining creativity a challenge and assessing it a monumental undertaking. (read more....)

Looking back over the years...

Sometime during the 5 years prior to my father's passing....

Telling me that I exist, because he "talked your mother out of terminating the pregnancy."
His confession, that the 22 cal. handgun purchased back in 1959, was for his plan of murder/suicide of our family.
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My brother had been told  by our father, that Dad when visiting a Meacham elderly resident, in the Humboldt hospital on his death bed -  confession was given for the murder of your brother. (my Uncle) (Frederick Clarence Titman)

We can never know the emotions experienced by those in our family over their lifetime. Hurt, grief, anger, rejection, and more...., all the human emotions that are available. People live to experience them all. Many never tell, perhaps due to medical circumstances, or just thinking it best not to tell. Think before you judge and choose to remember only the bad, that has upset and affected your life. They were not all bad, they carried grief too, and with the lens of alcohol, everything is magnified. Not until very late in his life did Dad know what happened to his brother, who Grandma Susan said had been his role model.
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My Uncle Bud, (Eldon Johnson, Norquay) while visiting a few days with my mother, told me in tears one day; "Us old people know how to take care of things when nobody wants us anymore. All we do is take a handful of aspirin on an empty stomach, it eats through the stomach lining and bleed to death and just go to sleep. No one will ever know. Us old people do it all the time."
This was in late summer, in early spring before all snow was gone, his funeral service.
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The Christmas of 1971, I made a trip from Vancouver back to Saskatchewan, picked up Mom and headed for Norquay. went over late one evening to Auntie Gaye's. Auntie spent nearly two hours sitting outside in the car talking about her abusive marriage. Wondering about the stigma of divorce, and could she leave.  Spring of 1972, another trip to Norquay for her funeral service. Was it suicide? When Ludwig was confronted with her leaving, maybe not. She told of the endless days of hard work feeding livestock, carrying pails of feed till her arms ached.  The behaviour lives on in the Perepeluk family with his nephew.