Leif the Lucky

I was born in Reykjavik. When I was four, we emigrated to Manitoba. We moved to a farm near Gimli Manitoba. Home of the three Viking graves. No one is sure how they got there but I'm confident they didn't take Air Canada, as we did. We lived on Sixth Street. There was a ditch in front of our house. It seemed like everyone had a truck. A lot of the houses sat on cinder blocks. Almost no one had a basement. Flooding. Highway 9 went in and out of town in a flash. If you sneezed, you missed it.