As we enter Manitoba, it begins to feel like going home. Anticipation mounts as we swing south to Altona and the Friesen Press plant to pick up my first shipment of books. I couldn’t wait to rip open a box and fondle the very first one. I’ll keep that one for myself. As we headed north to Lac du Bonnet, our hometown for many years, familiar passages brought back memories of my journey of words over three and a half years. Tomorrow I will share them for the first time.