I came to the East Coast for the first time in 1993. The production company in Toronto that I was partners in landed a commercial for a mall in St. John NB. After shooting the ad I decided to take a vacation and clear my head as the company and economy were not doing that well. I drove around Nova Scotia, camping out somewhere near Keji and I ended up in Digby for two days gorging myself on scallops. When I left it was with a heavy heart as I had fallen in love with the East Coast in the short two weeks I was there. I couldn’t put my finger on what, but there was something that just felt “comfortable”.
It took five years before I got the opportunity to come back out East but it felt as if I had never left. I have since made my home here, married, started a family and had a few adventures. There is something special about Atlantic Canada that gets into your blood and won’t leave, even if you weren’t born here. I think it’s a belief that no matter what happens with your job, your company, or the economy that there is still something worth while here. Something big, yet unseen. Something like a soul.

#1 by Gene Fowler on November 21, 2009 - 4:48 pm
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Great snap. Looks like the Steeple is pushin up cloudage.