RIP JOE FAFARD

It doesn't matter that I have lived away from Saskatchewan more years than I have lived there. I am a prairie girl at heart and always will be. I will always miss those years, and although returning stirs up more of those feelings, it is a place but also a time that I miss.

On my morning commute, I walk from the commuter train and have several routes that I can take, but my favorite one passes the Montrea Fine Arts Museum, and, if the lights cooperate, or I have enough time, I walk by a Fafard statue that has found its most recent, hopefully permanent, home, in my line of sight. I say hello, and now that I hear of Joe Fafard's passing, I will say hello to him too, when I greet the statue that always says Saskatchewan to me when I see it.

Claudia the Cow across from the MMFA