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“🎶 OH WHAT A NIGHT 🎶” PART II: THE SASKATOON STAMP & POSTAL HISTORY SHOW ENDS

Hello Collectors,

🎶 OH WHAT A NIGHT 🎶” PART II:

THE SASKATOON STAMP & POSTAL HISTORY SHOW ENDS. NOW, THE MEMORABLE LONG RIDE HOME  BEGINS. AN R.C.M.P. CONSTABLE HAD OTHER IDEAS!



 At 4:00 pm on Sunday, the Stamp & Philatelic show has ended. Everyone was in a hurry - bumping, grinding and carts, dollies, boxes, tables, exhibits and garbage cans all over the place. Swearing was frequent, as everyone headed to the exit door with all of their goods at precisely the same time.

 Those “friendly Dealers” were not so friendly anymore, at least not to each other. It is survival of the fittest and I haven’t seen a fit Dealer yet! What a mess, one cart tipped, a Dealer tripped and a box of “Blue Noses” dumped out on the floor. Furthermore, Edith Cavell was not there to rescue the fated schooner. Perhaps a “Klondike Gold find” for the janitor. Do you think?

 Now, MJR’s dolly is stronger than most. So strong that the Canadian Military tanks cannot crush it; therefore, with only one load we were out the door. We stopped at the Arches for a Big Mac, 🍔 and by 5:30 pm we were on our way West to Edmonton, Alberta (about a five hour drive). So, you are probably wondering if we had a good show?

 I have no idea, but the Saturday evening Chinese dinner was awesome!

 The highway was not the best - undivided and a little icy as well as it being a “cold dark night”. Simone was our driver. About an hour into the trip, stuck behind a long hauler, she decided it was time to pass. Simone does not like spending too much time in the opposite lane so my “lead-footed” wife pressed “the pedal to the medal”, and proceeded to pass the semi & its long load.
 Once she was back in her lane (obviously still driving well over the speed limit), she met an RCMP cruiser driving in the opposite direction.

 I said with a smirk, “You’re going to get a ticket!”

 “Not me! 😇 I wasn’t speeding! Didn’t he see I just passed a long hauler. You have to speed to pass one of those”, was her logical reply as she checked the rear view mirror.

 Dread and a sinking feeling! The Mountie was making a u-turn on the highway, lights flashing, siren a-howling!

 The very polite R.C.M.P. constable had a different take on the situation.

 You know the routine:

 DRIVERS LICENCE, REGISTRATION, QUESTIONS AND MORE QUESTIONS, ETC. With Energizer Bunny Batteries in his flashlight, the R.C.M.P. constable prolonged the highway stop for 45 minutes at which point he issued the Speeding Ticket (20 mph over the speed limit), and a pleasant, “have a nice evening”. 🥺

 Now for sure if there was a profit made at the “show”, it had just disappeared.

 Frustrated, irritated and a little repentant, Simone continued the trip to Edmonton.

 Or, so we thought!!!

 Within five (5) minutes, we saw flashing lights in the rear view mirror and heard a blaring siren.

 Not again!

 Simone slammed her open palm on the steering wheel, grimacing in bewilderment 😳 - another speeding ticket!

 “What IS the damn speed limit on this highway? I can’t still be speeding,” she says in exasperation.

 Stopped on the side of the road again, the R.C.M.P. Guy approached the driver-side window, flashlight still working fine as he doffed his Mountie hat and said: “Sorry Ma’am, I forgot to give you back your drivers license.”

 He then returned to his cruiser, made a u-turn and proceeded in an easterly direction.

 It was going on 2:00 am before we saw the Edmonton city lights. 😴😴

 Then, it's monday morning, so surely a sleep in?

 Are you kidding! I’m up at 7 am with an 8 am work-start, as a City of Edmonton employee!


SO, YOU WANT TO BE A POSTCARD AND POSTAL HISTORY DEALER?

OH!! WHAT A NIGHT 🎶❗

Take care,
John Bucci

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