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That, and she gave a NON-address on her visa application.

I have lived in the far FAR north (Cdn. Yukon) and hunting is as normal as going to the grocery store for meat. Not for us, not our style. But I respect when the hunt is clean, and nothing is wasted. It's more ethical than the beef I buy at the grocery store really!

Yeah, that got to me too. "Thank you for the baby clothes, and FU".

Excellent response to that situation.

I thought about your post while driving tonight. A crazy lady with purple socks, and doing squats was just that, a person with mental illness. You might feel bad for her, and worry for HER safety. Same scenario except the woman is in a burka. I think NOW I'd think "crazy Muslim lady, might...

excellent. This will be interesting to follow.

LOL, I actually wondered if I would be pulled into the office to explain (no problem, I would have). I made notes before I went. References to the various depts. that didn't give a damn. If I had gone in I would have shown them that too. Maybe NOW they are more serious, but then...well...

Thanks Gigi. I do feel it will be looked at. Do I expect them to ram down his front door, no! But I would expect them to let the local authorities know the background story. Perhaps they will interview him. I was told I will be kept in touch (with as much as they are allowed to share, I...

thanks. At peace, not quite. But definitely my conscience is feeling a bit better.

Okay, I did my bit tonight. Went to the US border and spoke to an agent. He seemed invested in what I said. Promised it will be followed up. Asked lots of questions. By-passed the Canadians completely and went direct to the US. Fingers crossed that this time it is taken seriously.

Thank you for responding. I'm sitting here thinking "I should get in the car and tell my story", yet I fear being dismissed, and then becoming despondent. I can't do this alone. But I know I have to give it a go, I really don't feel I have a choice. I have to look myself in the mirror each day.

Not so silly, and I expect that after each incident worldwide of Isis terrorism people are, in bigger and bigger numbers, are doing exactly what you did. I now live rurally and do not find myself in large crowds often, but I think being amongst a crowd would cause me to be cautious. And...

Still very curious. Bentonite was the supposed "ingredient" in the letters that made the anthrax spores become airborne once the envelope was opened. The White House denials are still online, I just googled it. A friend of mine in Daschle's constituency called his office with my bentonite...

Sadly it was with great cynicism when I watched the authorities to tell us to be vigilant, to report things that are suspicious. Yeah Right! I thought. Maybe things have changed, and I'll give it another go. Not holding out for much hope though.

somebody upthread mentioned the anthrax letters, and that this remained unsolved. I believe, and it was some years after 9/11, that they discovered a lone wolf guy (not Muslim) in Maryland I believe, working at a lab, and he was the one who did this. That is what I recall. And I remember...

I smuggled farm quality, brown bottle plus homemade fertilizers from the marital home (my contact was his wife, who had broken bones from him, and children beaten on bottoms of their feet). He learned this is SA military. Nuclear engineer. Had a company factory, not in use, but somehow paid...

I am in Canada. We did not have race riots here, though I do recall seeing them on the news. Again, I was speaking of my life as a child, through my child's eyes. We did not know about the boarding schools for First Nations people for many years. As a child I lived a life that was...

I agree. Crazy. The police did release the property back to the owner, but WHY so soon? And why was there not black ink all over the walls and furniture for fingerprinting. It looks like NO fingerprints were taken. I had an attempted break in once, and the walls all around the window where...

LOL, so funny. Yes, and when we "partied" we sent invitations, got on nice clothes, put out the potato chips and coke and ginger ale. We all brought our favourite records and danced (well, this is until high school, then there was a bit of kissing and other stuff). But now the word party...

Thanks, really! Yes, we had to be home in the summer when the street lights came on. As a child I was not aware of polio, or the Korean War. My family was poor, but I didn't feel poor. Summers were drippy popsicles, public swimming pool (and we didn't require adults to take us there)...