It was another venturesome invocation. If mind, body, and powers of persuasion were no longer on the ascent at age 30, they weren’t yet on the wane. So I convinced my bride to pick up stakes and move to Canada.

Not so much about leaving as arriving, it had the hallmarks of a grownup decision. A job was involved.

But deep down it was really about the challenge and adventure of crossing the Niagara Frontier to see if we could alter our accents, and toast the Queen, and blend-in anew.  Hand in hand it was one last leap of faith before the rest of our lives caught up with us…

HOME

(Sung by Phillip Phillips, Written by Drew Pearson/Greg Holden)

Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home