Category Archives: Drummond

Don’t Poke the Bear

The first child born on Drummond Island to the Bailey family, Alda Anne grew up in the 1880’s with a pack of brothers in the lumber camps. Drummond then was covered in trees; massive columns so tall they obscured the … Continue reading

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Autumn Harvest

Driving the truck around is cumbersome, and slightly embarrassing, today, because it’s still stacked with a tower of hay. The bales are packed so tightly that I can’t get my fingers under the twine, and those suckers are heavy: One … Continue reading

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The Place Where We All Live

The optometrist paused in shuffling through paperwork. “I knew a Bailey up on Drummond Island. She was a friend of my wife’s. Her house blew up.” “That was my cousin.” “What was her name? It started with a J.” “Jolene.” … Continue reading

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Swamped

“I have some slate for you,” my friend Denielle said. “It’s in my barn. There is a lot of it.” She knows I like to paint on slate. But when she started unloading the slate from the trunk of her … Continue reading

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Horses and Dogs

Rip and Til playing, “Ring Around the Pony” Remembering a ride on the Island:  It’s Cliffy’s turn to run free and I’ve saddled Trudy up. We are enjoying a lively trot down the road toward the shore. Til the border collie … Continue reading

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