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Crossing the Borders – Sept/Oct 2006

July 14 dawned brightly as I grabbed the ferry from my home in Nanaimo, on Vancouver Island, and headed for Camp B. Filled with anticipation, I waited patiently in the blistering sun for an hour to reach the Peace Arch border crossing. The officer asked me endless questions about where I was going and why, […]

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