Americans are known for celebrating an almost endless list of national days, each one honoring something special. One such observance is National Good Neighbour Day on September 28th. A Canadian, you might wonder why I am mentioning this. Well, this day reminds me of the bond we Canadians share with our American neighbours just across the border.
I must admit, I am saddened by the recent strain in our relationship. As a border-city kid from Windsor, Ontario, I have always felt a natural kinship with my American neighbours – a closeness that goes beyond geography. I have lasting memories of trips to Boblo Island and the thrill of its Wild Mouse roller coaster, with its sudden quick, sharp turns and that airborne feeling. I remember the shopping day trips to Detroit, Michigan, and the quiet, inner tension built up avoiding the eyes and questions of customs officers.
