​Why is it in life that there can be a newborn baby that dies only a couple of hours after birth? Yet there then can be a man that abuses himself and others but lives to one hundred years of age? Why is that? Is it fate or destiny? Maybe the man that abuses and lives until one hundred gets punished in the afterlife and the baby that dies hours after birth has a beautiful life in the heavens. 

​My father once told me a story from way back when he was a boy living on the farm. He was 17 at the time, the year was 1962 when a loose aquatence of his by the name of Robert Yakimetz came to his house one night and asked my father if he wanted to meet a strange man in the bush. It was summer time and my father had nothing better to do so he said he'd go.

I had fallen asleep in a chair in my living room around midnight. I was then awaken by a noise from outside my house, but decided to ignore it as I knew from past experience that strange noises came from outside several times a night. I tried to get back to sleep but the noises in the backyard persisted to the point that I had a feeling something was wrong. I sat up in my chair and shook the cobwebs out of my head. I looked at the wall clock. It was 3:30 a.m. I snapped off the television and slowly raised myself to my feet and exited the living room. I was then stopped in my tracks. The back window that looked out into the yard was covered in what I first thought was red spray paint. I quickly shut off the kitchen light fearing that the perpetrator might still be in the yard and watching me through the lit back window. 

Back in the late 1800s the original Ukrainian settlers to Canada had primitive farm equipment to say the least. Most of the plows were pulled by oxen or horse, but in many cases when the farmer could not afford the animals they would use humans to pull the plows. It was not uncommon for eight to twelve Ukrainian women to be strapped to the plow as the fields were worked. It was a slow and painful process but it got the job done until animals could be purchased. One may ask why the Ukrainian women were used to pull the plows instead of the men. It was the simple fact that Ukrainian women especially from the areas of Galicia and Bukovina were were just as big as the men. They were thick, husky and had enormous hands which were bigger than most men's hands.