Bill Berezowski:  

Life Ok, after hi school I went to UofS. I moved to Whitehorse YT and have lived here ever since. I married a girl from Kelvington. We have a daughter born April '93. I now work for the territorial gvt as an analyst. Enuff of that drivel. I still like to go out and have a good time, it's hard to find people to go out with. It seems that all anyone wants to do is stay home and watch temptation island or CSI. What's the deal with that ? Mary, my wife thinks I'm an idiot; that's partly because she doesn't take the long view, her and the rest of the world. It's tough being a visionary. I bought a '73 Unimog summer of '04. It's got front and rear hydraulics and ptos, a 4000kg rear winch, a box that tips 3 ways, 20 inch tires, 19 inch clearance(because of the portal axles), 3000kg payload, 4wd, locking diffs, air system, power steering, 20 speed synchro transmission and it's a diesel. It's loud, it smells, it has a top end of 70kmph, it's uncomfortable, it leaks oil, it's so cold I can't drive it in winter but I love it. I bought a bobcat, an old 720, this fall ('05) now all I need is a backhoe. If anyone knows where I can get a backhoe cheap call me. You use these things once or twice and they pay for themselves. Mary, for some reason thinks we should spend the money renovating the house. I don't get it. Ok, another thing, do you remember those Disney TV shows with the animals ? Remember the one where the lemmings jump over the cliff and fall into the ocean ? The narrator said it was overpopulation or something right ? No way. Mass murder. They hired bulldozers to push the little critters over the edge. I talked to one of the cat skinners in a bar in Alaska. That experience ruined him. He's been in and out of rehab all of his life. He's still an alcoholic. OK, this is a true story. A guy goes into a restaurant here in town and orders breakfast. He sends it back because the hash browns are cold. The cook puts tobasco on the hash browns and sends them back out to the guy. The guy tries the hash browns and takes his plate and goes back to see the cook. The cook stabs the guy in the chest. The guy dies, the cook takes off and later gives himself up to the cops. True story. I tried downhill skiing for the first time in my life this winter('04). I had to take a lesson. There was me and this 6 year old girl taking the lesson. This girl kept saying "I'm better than you". I felt like throwing her in the bush. The instructor was a 17 year blonde high school girl who kept calling me "darling". I thought for sure I was in some alternate dimension. I did the lesson and went down the dreaded "bunny" hill a few times. The next day I went down a regular hill a couple of times, took a couple of tumbles no problem. I should mention I completely tore the anterior cruciate ligament in my right knee and all my other ligaments are very sloppy. My doctor says if I try skiing I'm a fool. Anyway, I come back next weekend, down the hill I go full tilt, I get about 30 yards, I tumble, sproing!!! uh oh, I sprain a ligament. I get up and fall right down. I manage to get up and ski 30 yards then fall down, it takes me 2 hours to ski 3/4 of the way down the hill. In the end the ski patroll has to haul me down. I couldn't walk for 3 days. I'm ready for next year. I can also tie a proper hangmans knot. You never know when that will come in handy. I have a collection of thermometers, advertising thermometers. I like the ones that small town grocery stores, gas stations, etc. put out up until about the early '70s. I like the thermometers with pictures: of mountains, horses, etc. the sort of things that go on calendars. I have about a thousand of the things. Two hundred or so hang on the kitchen walls, nothing else can hang on the kitchen walls; it drives Mary crazy. One winter I drove the skidoo into the basement window. I knocked the window frame out and everything. It's...Expand for more