Friday, September 17, 2021

Post 4067 - Friday NIght Frolics

Well, hello there, handsome.

Another Friday night. Back when I was working, a Friday night would be so welcome. It would come at the end of another long work week, and during the height of my untreated sleep apnea, I would often collapse in bed at 7 or 7:30 and be down for the night. Now, at this late hour, I still feel relatively fresh and alert. 

I am sorry I did not write on Thursday. The day got away from me. I wish I could account for what happened, but all I remember is that I took one of my infrequent mid-afternoon naps. I was a little groggy when I got up and turned in relatively early. 

Today we did not go anywhere. I did finish the first coat of stain on the back deck, and the side of the privacy panel facing us. I will do the other side of the privacy panel, facing my neighbour's, in a few days. I will also do a second coat of stain on the back deck in the coming days. 

I was told to let the wood "season" a year ago when we first got the deck built. It has been looking a big peaked in the last couple of months, and I really felt I should get around to treating it, so I got to it in the last several days. I have applied several coats to the steps, along with the single coat to the rest of the deck along with the railing. I have one gallon of the stain left and will use it next week.

When I was younger I wondered what the big deal was with preserving wood. Dad would maybe use some varnish on something but would otherwise leave it alone. But as I have grown more... let's go with mature... I have found that preserving wood with a good semi-transparent stain makes wood pop and just looks so very much better. I think Dad would approve.

Saturday beckons. I am not sure what we will do just yet. The Archives are back to being open on Saturday again. There is a thing in Tatamagouche. The Valley is always there. So much to do, and only so many leisure hours in the day. 

You all have a good evening. Talk at you on Saturday.


Wednesday, September 15, 2021

Post 4066 - A Busy Day


A busy day, as the blog title says. Let me tell you about it.

We drove from here to the Homestead Cheese Factory store in Aylesford, using the route suggested to us by google maps on Patricia's phone. A more roundabout route, I daresay, could not be devised if one tried to. But we got there, and got some cheese and pitted black olives and some other things. From there, we drove to Berwick to get a big five pound bag of North Mountain Columbia coffee, probably our fave. From there we drove to Canning to the meat market and the grocery store. We filled up our insulated bags with goodies before trying to have dinner at Crystany's Brasserie, only to discover they are closed on Wednesdays. So we had dinner at the Applewood restaurant in New Minas

We got home something after 7pm. Newbie was tapping his paw on the floor and looking at the watch we got him for his birthday last year, wondering aloud where we had been all that time because we were late feeding him and cleaning out his litter box. We apologized and settled in for the evening.

The freezer is full again. The fridge is in a similar situation. 

It was a pretty good day, and like I said, a busy day. I don't know what Thursday will bring, yet, but I intend to find out.

Sorry this is so short. Long day. 

See you tomorrow.



Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Post 4065 - Follow Up

OK. I was wrong. Neptune Theatre is where the Finding Kenley documentary series will play in late October. It was partially rebranded as Scotiabank Neptune Theatre or some such. 


Today, I spent a couple of hours staining the back deck. I used about two thirds of a can of the semi-transparent stain that looks pretty good when it is dry, but looks anything but when it is wet. I hope to resume staining the deck either on Wednesday or Thursday. By then, what I did on Tuesday will be nice and dry so I can move the barbecue over to that spot and stain the area where the barbecue normally resides. I don't want any left over stain, so I will lay it on extra thick where people walk, as I always do.

On Wednesday we may do a day trip to Aylesford. Not sure just yet.

The lives we lead! Such excitement and drama. 

Time for beddy bye. 

See you tomorrow.


Sunday, September 12, 2021

Post 4064 - Missing Persons Documentary Series

One of the problems with not writing a blog post every single day (sorry about that!) is that sometimes an interesting update occurs and by the time I get around to writing about it here, I have forgotten about it. Earlier tonight though, I saw a tweet about the subject I am going to take a few paragraphs to write about. 

Kenley Matheson. Allan Kenley Matheson, to be exact, although he went by Kenley. He went missing from Wolfville on September 21, 1992. I did an article about the disappearance in my Frank cold case series, and it made the cover of the magazine, so there is that.

I did not know a whole bunch about the case. Just what I had read and the few things I had heard. But I certainly did know that a man named Ron Lamothe had done an online fundraising campaign to get enough money to do a documentary film about Kenley and what happened to him. That was back in 2013, nearly 8 full years ago. Sorry: "eight" because I am supposed to write out numbers less than 11 for the magazine, and the habit stays with me when I write something else.

I contacted Ron to see how the movie was going, probably four years ago now. He did not tell me much, as he had devoted years of his life to the story up to then, and was not finished by any means. But he thought of me and my offer to help him in any way by even writing an article for the magazine about, uh, certain things that had been hampering his production, shall we say. 

Back in I guess it was the Fall of 2017, he wrote me out of the blue and asked if he could interview me for the film, which he said then might become a multi-part documentary series along the lines of any of those true crime long form shows you see on Netflix when your spouse is out of town.

We agreed to meet in Wolfville at a particular location at a particular time. I was ushered up to the recording room/studio in a downtown location. I removed my glasses because Ron feared that the glare they gave off would be disruptive to the filming process. And he asked me some questions about Kenley and what had happened, and because I signed an NDA, I really can't get too much into what I was asked and what I said. 

After the recording, he and his producer and Patricia and I had lunch at Paddy's Pub. It was a pleasant enough lunch, but it was understood without having to say it, that we would not speak too much of the film/series. 

I saw Ron one more time after that, in Wolfville, probably a year later. I had to remind him who I was and he was clearly off to something else so it was a brief encounter.

I and probably a whole bunch of other people spent the last bunch of years wondering when this series would be over. Imagine my surprise when I got the following email on September 3rd:

Seven weeks from today is the world premiere of Missing Kenley!  

Ten years in the making—and now a 5-episode investigative docuseries, the first-ever screening of Missing Kenley will take place in Halifax, Nova Scotia, at the Neptune Scotiabank Stage Theatre on October 22nd & 23rd.  

The release will be a two-night special event:  on Friday, October 22nd, we will show episodes 1–3 (with an intermission between episodes 2 & 3); and on Saturday, October 23rd, we will show episodes 4 & 5 (with a Q&A and reception following the screening).  Tickets will be available for purchase beginning in late September via the Neptune Theatre online box office.  

We will also be bringing the film to Wolfville, Nova Scotia—where Kenley's disappearance took place in 1992 and the home of Acadia University—the following weekend (10/29 & 10/30) for a similar two-night event.  This will take place at the historic Al Whittle Theatre on Main Street in downtown Wolfville.  Information on ticket sales for this event will be provided in the weeks to come.  

Right now we are very hopeful that Nova Scotia will enter Phase 5 of its COVID reopening plan on September 15th and that we will be able to hold these events at full seating capacity.  However, if Phase 5 is not achieved or the border between the USA and Canada closes, these screenings may have to be postponed.  

In any case, I am so excited to share this (long awaited, I know) news with all of you and look forward to seeing many of you in Halifax and/or Wolfville come October!

As for the film's broader distribution, what we can tell you now is that the worldwide rights for the series are being represented by the Toronto-based film sales agent SYNDICADO FILM SALES.  It is their intention to make Missing Kenley available as broadly as possible via a major streaming service or the CBC, with hopes of a 2022 online release and/or broadcast.  I will make that information available to everyone as soon as I am able.

In the meantime, you may be interested in taking a look at the Missing Kenley website ( or following our Missing Kenley Twitter (@MissingKenley) and/or FB page.  I will launch its Twitter feed this Sunday (9/5), the same date that 29 years ago Kenley and Kayrene left for Acadia.  I will be starting the FB page back up on that day as well.  And I intend to release the film's trailer online on September 21st—the anniversary date of Kenley's 1992 disappearance.  

Thanks again to so many of you who either participated in the making of the series or donated to its Kickstarter campaign all those years ago!  Without you this film could not have been made!


Ron Lamothe

producer-director of Missing Kenley

I am not sure what he means by the "Neptune Scotiabank Theatre". Neptune Theatre was a movie palace many years ago, but I am inclined to think he means the theatres in Bayer's Lake, not far from Casa Bevboy. I must ask him.

I did write him, and he told me that I appear in the series "several times", so whatever the hell I said was sufficiently interesting to him and his editor that they decided to use a portion of it. We will have to see.

I do hope that you decide to check out this series, either when it plays in theatres in Halifax or Al Whittle in Wolfville. I plan to go. 

By the way, after I did the interview with Ron and Emily a few years ago, I did hear a few more things about Kenley. It will be very interesting to see if what I heard, not reported in my article as I heard this stuff later on, turns out to be along the lines of what Ron has found out over the last decade(8 eight years since the fund raiser) he has been working on this. 

I write these cold case articles, and for the most part, I move on to the next one; but sometimes, they take a hold of me and do not let go. I can name several cases that have kept me awake at night as I pondered what might have happened, why, and even how.  I am not sure what has caused Ron to devote so many years of his life on this side project, when being a university professor should have been enough for anyone to handle, but I respect him for doing it. I look forward to seeing the finished project.

So should you.

See you tomorrow.


Wednesday, September 8, 2021

Post 4063 - Wednesday Night Ramblings

Why, hello there.

Sorry I haven't written lately. Most nights, I collapse and that is that with that. 

On Friday we did drive to Petite Riviere. Patricia picked up her winnings at the rug hooking place. Then, we went to the winery up the street, and had a singularly unpleasant experience.

There was a wedding party there. They should have closed the place down for this private event, but out of a sense of... greed, I guess... they let us in. Patricia sampled some wines and bought two bottles. And then, they all but booted us out of there. We were there perhaps 20 minutes, which I think was 18 minutes longer than they wanted us there. We won't be back. There are lots of wineries in this province, likely too many, and we will check out the ones that actually want us to visit and hang out for a bit. A winery practically demands the type of slow down and smell the coffee/wine or whatever. Any winery that makes you feel like you're imposing on them by being there, is not a place we need to be.

We left in a bit of a huff and returned to the highway, checking out a store that sells a lot of used items. I found for $1.50 a book based upon the old "Hollywood" documentary series about silent films. A nice hardcover book with tons of photographs of old timey movies and stars. The thing is, I had no idea this book existed until Friday afternoon, and to find it in this store in Hebbville was a surprise unto itself. 

Kevin Brownlow, the mastermind behind the documentary series, which may yet be on YouTube, also produced this companion book. He also produced other documentary series and other books about the silent film era. The best known is "The Parade's Gone By", which I ordered on... abebooks or maybe Amazon quite a few years ago. I actually have nearly two copies of it. The first copy I got had a couple of pages missing, so I wrote them and they sent me another one for free. I forget which copy has the missing pages so I kept both copies. 

You really should seek out "Hollywood". If I ever get my Plex Server up and working again, it is on there, and you can watch it that way. 

We concluded the day by having an early dinner at the Blarney Stone Cafe. I had the seafood platter. Patricia had the porkchops. Everything was fine. We will go back there, some day.

The weekend went by quietly. Labour Day weekends are not the same now that I am all-but retired, but I still reflected on my working years and did my very best to think about the positive things that happened to me, and not the times when I was treated like garbage by people who learned their management techniques from Attila the Hun. I mostly succeeded.

Tuesday was the return to school. We live by one, and people delight in blocking driveways including ours and just by being boorish. But two days into it, we can report there is a bit less of that this year. I am confident it will return.

We drove to Kearney Lake Road on Wednesday afternoon. And in the morning we will go to the fish truck guy in Bayer's Lake, as he may have some cod in stock. If he does, we will get some and have a nice cod dinner. We like haddock a lot, too; but there is something about the taste and texture of cod that lingers with us in a very pleasant way. 

It is past 1 in the morning on Thursday. I think I will turn in. 

Talk at you tomorrow.


Thursday, September 2, 2021

Post 4062 - Thursday Things

 Well, hello again.

It rained most of the day, so I did not take the advice people gave me about mowing the lawn, front one day, and back on another day. Instead, I just watched it rain and rain and rain some more, and observe the grass seeming to grow ever longer. If the lawn ever dries up, I will tax my little piss pot electric lawn mower to its maximum 8 amps and beyond. 

We did go out today to get some groceries. Filled the gas tank as gas is supposed to go up Thursday night by several cents a litre. Returned home and I cooked some fish for dinner. 

Tonight we watched some stuff on the PVR including the season ender of The Good Fight. The show gets better and more eclectic every season, and this was no exception. 

Friday will be an interesting day in Halifax radio. After nearly 50 years working in the medium, Rick Howe is retiring. I have been listening to Rick for decades now. I proposed to Patricia on his old Hotline show years ago (she said yes). He graciously had me on the air discussing cold cases, twice, in 2020. 

I will miss listening to him. Todd Veinotte says he will be the "interim" host of the show, which leads me to think that Rogers has not made a decision yet as to who the permanent host will be. I don't know if they will spend some money and get a NAME to be the host or if they will look at Todd and give him the okay to continue. Maybe Norma Lee MacLeod, retired from the CBC for the last few years, will get a phone call and an invitation to try out. I don't know. 

I just know that I will miss listening to Rick. Enjoy your retirement, sir.

You all have a good evening. Talk at you tomorrow.


Wednesday, September 1, 2021

Post 4061 - Wednesday Night Stuff

Why, hello there, handsome.

A day and a half later, and a dollar shorter, I am back.

I wish I could say I had done hell and all in the last day and a half, but such would not be the case. I really must develop more structure now that I am retired. 

A few years ago I attended a party at work for someone who was retiring or had a birthday or didn't have a birthday, or wasn't retiring, or whatever it was; but a guy I had worked with and who had retired attended that event. He loved retirement as much as he had hated his job, which was quite a bit. He said something that I have never forgotten, which was that if he did not feel like mowing his lawn today, he would just mow it tomorrow and that would be that with that. 

I know where he is coming from. The lawn, front and back, is getting shaggy. I really must tackle it. I have only applied one coat of semi-transparent stain to the front veranda, and should do the second one, as I have a second can of the stuff waiting to be deployed. I should then take on the duty of staining the back deck, which has never been done, before we lose the season and it becomes unreasonable to do the job. I don't want another season to slip away without this being done, as it cost me a lot of money a year ago to have the deck built. I have to protect my investment. 

But, I keep putting it off.

My friend may not have known it, but he was speaking to me metaphorically a few years ago as much as he was speaking literally. I must develop a bit more structure to my life, which allows me to mow that lawn tomorrow, but not the day after tomorrow, if you catch my drift. Procrastination can be fun, but not to the point where I destroy my infrastructure or am left with a lawn that my little piss pot lawnmower cannot handle. I don't want that situation.

So, let's get up a bit earlier on Thursday and maybe do that lawn or stain that deck. 



See you tomorrow.