If you’ve got a spare hour this weekend, you could do worse than listening to the first hour of the last Morningside. I remember it like it was yesterday, in part because I listened to it with Catherine and her parents while stuck in an hours-long traffic jam en route to the opening of the Confederation Bridge.
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I remember it well, I was
I remember it well, I was working at my first job in Calgary. I had visited Moose Jaw a couple of times on my drives across Canada while finishing my Engineering degree at Dalhousie and work-terms in Alberta. There’s still a Gzowski sized hole for me in public broadcasting.
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