#literally had to text my sister & be like 'we should set up an email chain so i dont have to keep saying the same thing to everyone we know'
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Had some fucking Wild Ones in the last 28 years but the whole not sure whats up with my parents who just spent 2 weeks with only sporadic sat phone communication but also im gonna drive to see a play and try to be a normal human being with my friend while also feilding a barrage of well wishes + what's up with your parents messages from family and friends is UP THERE
#literally had to text my sister & be like 'we should set up an email chain so i dont have to keep saying the same thing to everyone we know'#like glad i went to the play or else i would literally just have been sitting at home worrying#but im exhausted#p.s. friends who did send me messages i love you#was nice to get a little normal like text or dm or whatever in the midst of All Of That
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Red white & royal Blue Favourite quotes
“How many times do I have to tell Y’all not to discuss your murder plots in front of a sitting president” their mother interrupts “Plausible deniability. Come on” (Pg 64)
I don't know WHO you think you're kidding, you Hufflepuff-ass bitch, (Alex to henry over text pg 69)
“‘put the turkeys in my room’ ‘No.’ ‘put them in my room, put them in my room, put them in my room -’ later that night as Alex stares into the cold pitiless eyes of a prehistoric beast of prey, he has a few regrets” (Alex and his mother Pg 76)
“’he- Oi! Not for you Mr.wobbles! those are mine!’ more rustling and a distant offended Meow, ‘no, Mr. wobbles you bastard!’” (Henry at his sister's cat, pg 80)
“Dec 8, 2019, 8:53 PM yo there's a bond marathon on and did you know your dad was a total babe HRH prince Dickhead I BEG YOU TO NOT “ (Henry and Alex over text Pg 84)
“’ the options Id like...’ he says dragging the words out. ‘they don't quite seem to be options at all’” (Henry Pg 107)
“’ christ you're a thick as it gets’ he says and he grabs Alex's face in both hands and kisses him.” (Henry Pg 107)
“‘Seventy-eight percent probability of latent Bi-sexual tendencies. one hundred percent probability this is not a hypothetical question’” (Nora pg 118)
“‘am I? do you think I'm Bi?’ ‘I can't tell you that Alex!’ she says ‘that's the whole point!’” (Alex and Nora Pg121)
“she slants a look at him ‘is this a diabolical scheme of seduction?’ she asks ‘if so, yes.’“ (Nora Pg 130)
“Alex knocks the candelabra off the table next to them and pushes henry onto it so hes sitting with his back against - Alex looks up and almost breaks into a deranged laugh - a portrait of alexander hamilton.” (Pg 132)
“‘im going to die’ henry says helplessly. ‘im going to kill you,’ Alex tells him.” (Henry and Alex pg 133)
‘”and if you fucking ghost me again, I'm going to get you put on a fucking no-fly list. got it’” (Alex at henry pg 134)
“worst of all, Henry is good“ (Alex's thoughts on henry playing Polo Pg 147)
“’I’m gonna go, Uh’ Alex says ‘say hi to henry’ Amy's mouth settles into a grim line ‘Please don't elaborate’ ‘Yeah I know’ Alex says ‘plausible deniability’” (Alex and Amy Pg 148)
‘A <[email protected]> to Henry his royal highness prince of whatever, Don't make me learn your actual title’ (Alex’s email to henry Pg 152)
‘Henry <[email protected]> to A Alex, first son of inappropriately timed Emails when I’m in early morning meetings’ (Henry’s email to Alex Pg 155)
“when he shows up to a briefing two days later Zahra grabs his jaw with one hand and turns his head, peering closer at the side of his neck. ‘is that a Hickey’ Alex freezes. ‘I . . . um, no?’” (Zahra and Alex pg 162)
“‘Do you have a last name?’ Alex has never actually offered a greeting when calling Henry ‘What?’ the usual bemused elongated one-syllable response” (163 Alex and henry over the phone)
“‘Baby’ its become a thing: Baby he knows it’s become a thing. hes slipped up and accidentally said it a few times, and each time, Henry positively melts” (Alex Pg 166)
“‘I miss you,’ Alex says before he can stop himself he instantly regrets ut but henry says. ‘I miss you too’” (pg 173)
“she flung her arm out emphatically enough to upset an entire potted cactus on her dresser and says ‘Because until now you weren't fucking the prince of England’” (June pg 177)
“‘you should try saying some of that stuff to Him’ ‘stop trying to Jane Austen my life’” (June and Alex Pg 180)
“’ is now a good time to point out henrys very hot Very rich best friend is basically in love with you?’ Alex says to June ‘hes like some kind of billionaire genius manic-pixie-dream philanthropist. I feel like you would be into that.’ ‘Please shut up,’” (Alex and June Pg 182)
“‘yes, yes, Pez, we know there's nothing you cant do,’ says henrys voice off-camera ‘no need to rub it in’“ (henry Pg 184)
“‘oh I haven't had vodka since uni,’ henry says ‘it tends to make me erm, well-’ ‘flamboyant?’ Pez offers. ‘uninhibited? randy?’ ‘Fun?’ Bea suggests ‘Excuses you, I am loads of fun all the time! I am a Delight’“ (Henry Bea and Pez pg 190)
“’yes Beatrice, we shall behave in a manner befitting the crown,’ henry says. his eyes are slightly crossed ‘don't be a tosser’“ (Henry and bea Pg 195)
“He likes taking henry apart but there's something incredibly intantament about sitting on the bed they wrecked the night before, the only one who watches him create Prince Henry of Wales for the day.” (Pg 200)
“‘So this is the gang now, huh?’ and through it all, Alex realizes with a start: he has friends now.” (Cash pg 201)
“How is a man to get anything done knowing Alex Claremont-Diaz is out there on the loose?” (Henrys email to Alex pg 203)
“yours in sexual frustration Henry” (henrys email to Alex pg 206)
“once again, how had he ever convinced himself he was straight,” (Alex pg 213)
“‘just so we’re clear,’ Alex said ‘Im about to have sex with you in this storage closet to spite your family. Like that's what's happening?’“ (Alex pg 217)
“your Brave I could use some of that” (Pg 218)
“Because that's what he would do if he were here in this palace to fall in love Henry” (Pg 220)
“Zahra doesnt even look up from her phone ‘that was my boyfriend and no, you may not ask me any further questions about him’” (Zahra Pg 223)
“If he’s some anonymous normal person removed from history he’s twenty-two and he’s tipsy and he’s pulling a guy into his hotel room by the belt loop. He’s pulling a lip between his teeth and he fumbling behind his back to switch on a lamp and he’s thinking I like this person” (Pg 228)
“You still are. Because you still bloody care so much.” He leans down and presses a kiss into Alex’s hair. “And you are good. Most things are awful most of the time but you’re good” (Henry Pg 230)
“’Seriously?’ She hisses ‘your literally putting your dick in the leader of a foreign state who is a man at the biggest political event before the election in a hotel full of reporters in a city full of cameras in a race close enough to fucking hinge on some bullshit like this like a manifestation of my fucking stress dreams and you’re asking me not to tell the president about it?’” (Zarha pg 233)
“The next slide is titled EXPLORING YOUR SEXUALITY: HEALTHY BUT DOES IT HAVE TO BE WITH THE PRINCE ENGLAND? she apologizes for not having time to come up with better titles Alex activity wishes for the sweet release of death” (Pg 237)
“History huh? I bet we could make some.” (Alex’s email to henry Pg 241)
“The pair of you share and an alarming number of traits by the by: passionate determination, never knowing when to shut up, &c &c,” (herny’s email to Alex Pg 242)
“Regards Haplessly romantic heretic prince henry the utterly daft” (henrys email to Alex pg 243)
“‘It’s math,’ Nora says ‘Math has no authority here,’ June tells her ‘Math is everywhere June’” (Nora and June Pg 247)
“Henry is tipsy and shirtless and attempting to referee” (pg 252)
“’Some times you just jump and hope it’s not a chiff’” (Alex dad Pg 256)
“Well, Alex is so in love he could die.” (Pg 257)
“He’s been falling in love with Henry for years probably since he first saw him in glossy print on the pages of j14 almost definitely since Henry pinned Alex to the floor of a medical supply closet and told him to shut the hell up.” (Pg 257)
“’Fuck off five nine is average’” (Pg 258)
“’H?’ He whispers ‘you awake?’ Henry sighs ‘always.’” ( Pg 260)
“He’s got a distinct feeling of something being pulled out of his hands right before he could grasp it.” (Pg 263)
“something rises in Alex's throat - anger, confusion, hurt, bile. Unforgivably, he feels like he might cry” (Pg 270)
“’Fuck I swear you don’t make it fucking easy but I’m in love with you’” (Alex Pg 271)
“’I never thought I’d be stood here faced with a choice I can’t make because I never ... I never imagined you would love me back’” (Henry pg 273)
“He’s in Henry’s face now if he’s getting his heart broken tonight he’s sure as hell going to make Henry have the guts to do it right ‘tell me you're done with me. I’ll get back on the plane. that's it. and you can live here in your tower and be miserable forever, write a whole book of sad fucking poems about it, whatever just say it’” (274)
“He’s in stupid unbearable love and Henry loves him too and at least for one night it matters, even if they both have to pretend to forget in the morning” (Pg 275)
“He tells his too fast brain: don’t miss this time he’s too important” (Alexs thoughts Pg 275)
“henry’s hands-on him are unhurried and soft and they make out lazily for hours or days.” (Pg 280)
“Alex sighs ‘i don't think I told you but she uh. well, when she fired me she told me that if I wasn't a thousand percent serious about you. I need to break things off.’ Henry nuzzles his nose behind Alex's ear ‘a thousand percent?’” (Alex and Henry Pg 282)
“‘Diaz you insane hopeless romantic little shit’ says the voice of the president of the united states, muffled in the bed ‘it had better be forever. Be safe’“ (Pg 284)
“hes cut off mid-sentence because Alex has stopped in the middle of the corridor and yanked him backwards into a kiss” (pg 286)
“’its funny’ henry says ‘i always thought of the whole thing as the most unforgivable thing about me but you act like its one of the best’“ (henry Pg 289)
“he takes the chain off his neck and slides the ring on next to the old house key. they click together gently as he tucks them both under his shirt, two homes side by side” (Pg 291)
“I opened my blasted mouth and said ‘because I'm not like the rest of the men in this family beginning with the fact that I'm am very deeply gay Philip’ once shaan managed to dislodge him from the chandelier Philip had quite a few words for me,” (Henry’s emails to Alex Pg 298)
“just leaving, not coming back. maybe burning something down on the way out. it would be nice.” (henrys emails to Alex pg 299)
“I thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire” (henrys emails to Alex (describing how he felt when he first saw Alex) Pg 300)
“20. the fact that you have loved me all along.” (alex’s email to henry (the list of things alex loves about henry) Pg 303)
“‘Oh my god Z what is That? did you get engaged?’ Zahra looks down at the ring and shrugs. ‘i had the week-end off’” (June and Zahra pg 305)
“’you and me and history, remember? were just gonna fucking fight. because your it okay? Im never gonna love anybody in the world like i love you,’“ (Alex pg 312)
“‘I swear to god if you say I'm too young I'm gonna lose my shit,’“ (Alex pg 315)
“What did he do ‘be more specific’“ (Alex to Zahra pg 321 )
“’the president is sitting down with as many members of the office of communitcs we could drag out of bed at three in the morning’” (Zahra Pg 323)
“‘pack a bag’ she says ‘we’re going to londan’” (Zahra Pg 334)
“she (Zarha) seems confident Shaan will agree to it and willing to physically overpower him if not.” (pg 334)
“still the cocky shit head part of him is slightly pleased to finally have claim on henry. Yep, the prince? Most eligible bachelor in the world? British accent face like a greek god, legs for days? Mine” (Pg 336)
“‘youre giving my ulcer an ulcer’“ (Zahra pg 336)
“‘Im running on nothing but black coffee, a wetzels pretzel, and a fistful of B12. Do not even breathe in my directrion,’“ (Zahra Pg 339)
“He leans up and kisses the underside of his jaw, finding it rough from a full fitful day,” (pg 340)
“‘What kind of family, that says we’ll take the murder, we’ll take the raping and pillaging and the colonizing, well scrub it up nice and neat in a museum but oh no you’re a bloody poof? That’s beyond our sense of decorum’” (Henry pg 347)
“Bea seizes the pot of tea from the center of the table and dumps it into his lap ‘Oh, I’m terribly sorry Pip’ she says grabbing him by the shoulders and shoving him sputtering and yelping toward the door ‘so deardfully clumsy, you know I think all that cocaine I did must have really done a job on my refexes!’” (Bea pg 357)
“Henry pulls Alex close and kisses him whispers, ‘I love you I love you I love you’ and it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter if anyone sees.” (Pg 358)
And that’s when I gave up I do have more but well I didn’t want to make this list any more
#alex claremont diaz#henry got to many names for me to remeber#prince henry of wales#red white and royal blue
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january updates iii
Disclaimer: I would like to begin this email thread by saying if you didn’t want to receive emails from me you shouldn’t have given me your email to begin with.
Joke of the chain: me if you saw me on saturday morning....
Hello all,
A third January email? I know! What possibly could be going on in my life that I could send out a third MONTHLY email. I know these are kind of long & that some of you barely finished the first couple & I wouldn’t hold it against you to ignore this one, too (Xavier).
Before I start this email, I'm going to attach the snippet I wrote when I thought ___ was cheating/ghosting. Good news though, he wasn't, but now he gets all the space he needs because his phone broke (don't ask how, rly embarrassing), maybe even more if I feel like it, I'm still deciding on how to deal with the situation. It's safe to say we should really hope he doesn't read his emails while he doesn't have a phone, I have a LOT to discuss. That's still my boo, though, so no one talk shit or I'll throw hands, I was really worried about him so my reaction was valid.
Snippet: "Anyways Alisha got ghosted the last time I sent this and it’s funny cause she got ghosted and I definitely got cheated on and maybe I’ll be that dumb bitch that believes him when he says he didn’t or who knows he might not even come back. Not my problem. I don’t believe it because out of all the people I expected to cheat it wouldn’t be him but at the same time, if he did, it would be really shitty of him to do it now and not when the 10 minute version of All Too Well came out in November. The reasons we think he cheated can all be argued with him being drunk but at the same time I know this guy & I didn’t get a single text after 5pm, that’s weird so I really hope he's okay and that nothing happened to him but he better have an explanation. I got fever flashbacks of concussion and I'm proud to say I only spiraled downward for 12 hours and now I'm just irritated and pissed. Hoevid-19 like you never hoed before." Fortunately, he was able to reach out to me before I completely detached from him and now we shall see. This whole situation reiterated that while I don't need to talk to someone 24/7, the space was nice but it's also nice to have someone there.
Sister update: Shivani got a bag & Alisha got a response from demon that basically said that he was immature, and at 33, he said, "and the 'k' was the icing on the cake" on why he decided to cease contact with her. I find it extremely amusing how we, as individuals, are supposed to be fully developed at 25, and yet there are still people that act like children. Sonali is always doing good and if you call her at the right time, you'll get a lecture on how to live your best non-toxic life.
Pop culture update: Kanye West released a new song and he literally is so self-aware of what everyone says on the internet, he dissed everyone and made a reference to those terrible boots. It sounds like old Kanye. For that, "I miss the old kanye, straight from the go kanye, chop up the soulllll kanye, set on his goals kanye, I hate the new kanye, the bad mood kanye"
Special shoutout to the impromptu group chat I had made to figure out if I was crazy or if it was sus/shady (which we all agreed it was, but I'm also happy that we discussed and no one hates ___). Thank you to Sevin, Shivani, Alisha, Xavier, Kiersten, Fiona and Suhani (the one we like). The next time I have a situation occur, I'm just going to explain the situation, add ___ and leave. I also realized a lot of my reactions toward the situation wasn't towards him in general but towards shitty Boston men, and that's something I need to work on not projecting on 2022 Shefali. I really appreciate all the friends I have because even though some of the people have never met, or only met once or twice, everyone is always so friendly and welcoming to each other and I know it's because I have the best people in my life.
The top quotes are:
"agreed he's tryna BS the wrong crew rn" - Dr. Alisha Bhagat
"Just lmk who to kill and when" - Kiersten Williams
"Blocked" - Fiona Berger
"No sis that's shady" - Sevin Artik
& my personal favorites, "Like if you think he's cheating" & "Like if you think he's not" - Shivani (Thank you, 7, for liking the he's not one, I needed that)
I went out to dinner with Krystyll last night and it was honestly one of the most refreshing things I’ve done in a while. We've only ever seen each other in a social situation and it was really nice to get 1-1 time with her especially cause we really connected. I feel like I'm talking about a first date or something, I have nervous jitters. It’s interesting how people can have the exact same college experience on two different sides. We both went to MCPHS, we both knew the same people just differently but we very rarely interacted before. Overall 10/10, great date! I love this new era of me trying new things and going out of my comfort zone. I'm terrified of change but I've always been able to put myself in new situations and I'm proud of myself. We also both went home and told our mom's about each other so I think it's getting serious.
Honorable mention to Maddi Turcotte for the condom I will never use, I laugh everytime I open my sock drawer and it's just sitting there. Bring back Shocktober. I saw the condom today and it made me realize how far we've come since then. Another honorable mention goes to Patrick Mcneeley for completing the 75 Hard challenge, I also tried to do that challenge at one point but I live in the cold and not sunny LA, therefore I was extremely lackadaisical when it came to my outdoor workout (Pat, did I use that word right?). While I'm here, I would like to give Sierra Morabito an honorable mention as well, not for supporting Pat but because I really like how she is always so enthusiastic and a great person to talk to when we do talk. I'm honestly not surprised that these two are happy and in love because they compliment each other so well.
I’m in my icy girl winter moment and I’m getting everyone on the work/school/gym grind and everyone and their mom is being lectured and being held accountable. I've been manifesting a good year for all of us & I really think we can have the best year if we really keep in mind that every year is only a set amount of time and change isn't linear. This isn't about having new years resolutions because frankly, those are BS, but about taking the time to prioritize your mental health and what needs to be done for you. Best,
Shefali Patel
Follow up questions:
Have you ever completed a challenge?
Who would be down for a book club?
Do you guys want to see my twitter drafts? I hear I'm a menace on twitter.
Are there people you'd want added to the email chain? I sometimes forget that I'm a social butterfly considering that I only really talk to three people every day but if you want me to add someone I barely even know so y'all can shoot your shots in the replies, let me know.
Keep in mind you would be responding to the chain so don’t blow my spot if you can help it. I would really appreciate keeping my dignity if I could.
What to expect: monthly to bimonthly emails regarding things that matter to me including but not limited to bad jokes, an update on plans, current events, and my personal favorite new recipes and places to check out!
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The Shaman and the Swift Fox
Some time in the early 1990s, I had a dream. A female form appeared to me. Maybe a goddess, shaman or fairy creature? She didn’t explain herself. She told me I had to help wildlife. I can’t recall her exact words. But I understood I had to take some sort of action. Then she faded gently from the scene just like in the story books. Poof!
The morning of my dream, I nibbled my toast and thought hard. Mug of tea in hand, I went to my computer and wrote three similar emails: one to the Swift Fox recovery team in Alberta and Saskatchewan; one to Burrowing Owl recovery on the prairies, and one to threatened Black-tailed Prairie Dogs in Saskatchewan’s Grassland National Park. I volunteered my services for three months. “Use me however you want,” I wrote. “I’ll scrub cages, count poop, run errands, type, do paperwork or answer phones.” I provided a bio, some glowing references and hit send.
I was free-lancing in those days — writing for various magazines and organizations. I worked from home, where I could glance from my computer screen out the window to my wild, overgrown 80 acres. Now and then, creatures would plod, scurry, bound or fly by: turtles, fox, deer, raccoons, skunks, wild turkeys, blue heron and a host of tinier beings that I couldn’t see. But I knew they were there.
Most of my research and writing concerned endangered species. I adored learning about their biology; how they all play a role in keeping our world turning. It thrilled me to discover that the lives of Barn Owls, Kangaroo Rats or Flying Squirrels actually had an impact on my life and the planet. Not directly maybe. But through a chain of influences, weather systems, tiny and significant world events — each one influencing something else and something else and something else — I finally understood how dependent we all are on forces we are mostly clueless about.
One example (and there are millions more) let’s take sea otters, sea urchins and kelp forests to see how we are all connected. By the way, there are no exceptions to this rule. None.
Kelp forests provide homes for a vast number of creatures. Just like any land forest, kelp removes C02 through photosynthesis and turns it into energy it needs to flourish. Along come hungry sea urchins — small, spiky critters that eat kelp. Generally, there are plenty of sea otters around to eat some of the urchins so that everything is balanced tickity-boo and everyone has enough to eat. So far, so good, including all the teeming smaller species also living in the watery forest. But humans have been working overtime dumping toxins and garbage into the sea. Exacerbate this horror with oil spills, over fishing, coastal development and soon otters vanish, leaving the hardier urchins to multiply and literally eat the kelp forest to death along with everyone else living within.
This particular chain reaction doesn’t stop there of course. It goes on from one thing to another, interacting with other chain reactions all over the planet. Eventually, you and I, our kids and grandkids are affected. It’s a glacial process, so most people don’t notice until it’s far too late, until we wake up to something like the horrors of climate change.
And now, back to my fateful dream and the send button.
A few months later, I found myself in Edmonton at the office of Dr. Lu Carbyn, a Canadian Wildlife Service scientist and chairman of the Swift Fox (Vulpes velox) Recovery Team. The task he set me was to locate myself somewhere near Medicine Hat, Alberta. There I would give talks to schools and community groups about this little fox, why it’s recovery was vital, and how we could all help by not shooting, trapping, poisoning, paving over or digging up their grasslands home.
I was also expected to have informal visits with some of the major ranch owners. It was these large spreads on which the fox depended after all. And it’s a well known fact in conservation efforts that some Canadian land owners — and no doubt, the world over — do not ever want it known that a vulnerable species was spotted on their property because it could lead to restrictions for the rancher. Their unofficial motto if this should happen is “shoot, shovel and shut up.” I’m not suggesting that any of our prairie ranchers fall into this category. I’m just reporting what I heard again and again in the field.
All this talking in front of groups was a scary stretch for a shy sort. And the thought of me — clueless female Easterner — presuming to educate Western ranchers who possessed more know-how and grass-roots intelligence than I could blink at, made me want to turn tail.
But a deal was a deal.
Lu rounded up a vehicle for me, a cranky, rusting station wagon with balding tires which frankly, was not reliable (I wasn’t about to complain, believe me), and off I went to Elkwater, pop. 80-ish. Here I boarded with the gung-ho and endlessly inventive Lyall family: Noreen, Don, Richard, 6, and Alec, 4. (Our adventures together will have to wait for another time, alas.) Their home was a few miles from Elkwater on the rolling prairie I love so much. Highway 41 stretched by our door, north to the Trans-Canada and south to Wildhorse, Montana, one of the loneliest border crossings I have seen.
Before settling in Elkwater, howerver, Lu and I trucked south-east to Val Marie, Saskatchewan (800 km) with several Vulpes velox in cages. Some had been wild trapped in the U.S., and others raised in captivity at the Cochrane Ecological Institute in Alberta. We would be releasing them in Grasslands National Park in hopes of establishing a sustainable presence there.
Forget Banff, Jasper and the Rocky Mountains. Grasslands is possibly Canada’s most gorgeous natural treasure. Established in 1981, this 907 sq. kms. protects one of our country’s remaining un-meddled-with, mixed-grass/short-grass prairie. The park is home to several species in various states of peril: Bison, Burrowing Owls, Black Footed Ferrets, Greater Short-horned Lizards and Black-tailed Prairie Dogs.
The night before the release, Lu and I camped in this magical place bathed by the misty light of stars and full moon. As his tent was hidden over the brow of a hill and I was located below on a flat expanse, I seemed to have the entire planet to myself. I woke several times and crawled out to pinch myself in disbelief. Coyotes wailed and shooting stars fell. And beneath my bare feet the prairie sighed.
Next day’s release was, in some ways, anti-climactic. So many years and resources, so much funding, will and people power, had brought us to this moment, yet it was just the start of an unfolding mystery. Would this little fox survive long enough to become an integrated part of Canada’s living tapestry again?
We opened the eight cages and stood well back. Some bolted, some crept from captivity to the glory of big sky and vast grasslands. My eyes shimmered. Those sleek, camouflaged coats blended flawlessly into the prairie hues. I blinked. Like wraiths they melted away one by one.
Once settled in Elkwater, I set up appointments with every school and group I could find. I’ve long forgotten how many there were, or how far afield I roamed. I fondly remember a lively one-room school in Buffalo, Alberta, somewhere between Bindloss and Jenner. Although it was in the middle of nowhere (at least to this Easterner) and clearly a fading hamlet, the school was full of life and energy. Online now, I see that Buffalo is listed as a ghost town, although the minuscule post office and store were operating as of 2015. No sign of the school.
Oh so many schools! The elementary kids had lots of question and comments, always a forest of hands waving at me. The high school crowd was generally stoney-faced — too cool to reveal themselves in any way. I left those presentations feeling like a boring idiot, but hey — I tried. The most interactive and fun schools were Hutterite colonies — Spring Creek, Cypress, Box Elder, Elkwater. Here I was warmly included and herded on chatty tours of the colony by pink-cheeked, giggling youngsters. Once, my son Adam, was visiting me on his way back to University in New Zealand, and came with me (I probably forced him) to one of these colonies. I know he answered a barrage of questions about what New Zealand was like. I hope he remembers that time. This is the kid whose only apparent childhood memory is of me chasing him upstairs whacking at his legs with a wooden spoon.
I covered thousands of lonely miles. One night on my way to Consul, Sask. (1.5 hours drive — was I nuts?) a full moon poured a fantastical light onto the prairie. I pulled over, got out and lay down in the middle of straight-and-flat-as-an-arrow Highway 13. I don’t know why I did it, but the prairie sang to me in four-part harmony that night.
I surely recall heading south an hour one cold night to Manyberries. Up and over the high bench of the Cypress Hills I drove, straining my eyes for elk and moose. Then down to the long flat stretch to Montana.
I passed the sign that said something like Warning — No Gas Or Services For The Next 100 Kms. and tried not to add a sub-text which urged Better Say Your Prayers, Sister.
The road was bare and I hummed happily. Suddenly snow — an instant, blinding white-out and the road vanished. I crept to a standstill. Yes, I knew possibly only a few kilometres from me, lights glowed from a warm ranch house at the end of a long laneway. But I had no hope of finding that. I waited, my heart rattling in my throat.
Fifteen minutes later, headlights glowed behind me and a transport truck swirled past. How could he possibly see? But now I had quickly fading tracks to follow, which I did. There was no way I was going to risk turning around and hitting the ditch. Ten minutes later, the white-out stopped dead. Bare highway appeared and the transport’s light drew away from me. On I went to Manyberries, trailing clouds of dumb luck and good fortune.
Did I make any difference to the Swift Fox effort? Who knows. My time volunteering was precious beyond measure and enriched my life and understanding of how the world turns. And what of Vulpes velox (also called the Kit Fox) today in 2018? Once common from the Canadian prairies south to Texas, No thanks to humans, it was extirpated from Canada in 1930. Between 1983 and 1997, conservationists introduced more than 900 of these house cat-sized animals to the Canadian grasslands. It is estimated that 600 are living and reproducing in our country today.
The Committee on the Status of Endangered Wildlife in Canada (COSEWIC) designated the Swift Fox as extirpated in 1978. It was uplisted to Endangered in 1998, and since 2009 was further uplisted to Threatened.
Wildlife Preservation Canada says the Swift Fox recovery is considered “…one of the most successful endangered species translocation programmes in the world.
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