You? Again? To what do I owe the pleasure?
Hello once again, my dear friends.
Another day behind me. It is past one ayem Wednesday morning. I should have turned in some time ago, but time is different for me now. I slept in until quite late Tuesday morning. My CPAP machine told me I had but 5.2 average hourly incidents of apnea over night, which is something to be grateful for.
After lunch, we decided to drop off some stuff at Value Village in Bayer's Lake, so we did. They gave us a 20% off certificate so we decided to go inside and see what they had.
Patricia ended up getting a cast iron skillet with grill marks in it. Brand new it would be $150 or so; she got it for about 20. I got a little usb light thingy you plug into a laptop to throw off some light when it is this late and you can't see what you're typing.
Then, we went to the Dollarama. I found a pretty neat usb light thingy for four dollars which is on two foot or so cable and clips on to the monitor. It has an off/off switch and throws off enough light to read by, which is pretty awesome. I am using it right now, and I love it. I may go back and buy a couple more just... because, I guess.
I topped up the gas tank because gas is supposed to go up yet again this week. I am not all together sure why this is the case, but we don't drive all that much and decided to fill it up now rather than wait in line Wednesday night. After that I got some of the "cheap" eggs at the Guardian Drugs in Timberlea. Six months or so ago, they were $1.99 a dozen. Then they went up to $2.49. Last week, they went up to $2.79. They sell eggs as a loss leader to get people in the door. The problem is that more than a few people buy eggs there and nothing else.
I also got a one hole punch because I wanted one. Looped some twine through it so I could hang it on a hook.
It has been a quiet night here. I have been researching a 1973 missing persons case involving two people, Ron and Terry Yakimchuk, who moved "to the Maritimes" (nobody seems to know which province) from Edmonton, and never arrived here. They never even arrived at the Toronto wedding they were supposed to attend. There has been no trace of these two in nearly 50 years. It is a fascinating story, but I am not sure how much I can advance it. I don't even know which province they were hoping to settle in. Nobody seems to.
One of the great things about having a subscription to Newspapers Dot Com is the ability to research, well, just about anything. I did manage to source a few articles about Ron and Terry, yielding some information.
I discovered an article at the Archives a few years ago about a little British girl who had been kidnapped by her dad in 1991 or so. For a time, the trail led to Nova Scotia. The Herald did an article, which I found. It pointed to a piece on CBC television, which would be almost impossible to see unless the CBC's own archives are that vast and expansive.
I dutifully created a file entry in the active case binder I keep here at Casa Bevboy. Created a file folder in my Dropbox for the case, and deposited the PDF of the article from the Archives in it. And that was about it, for the last few years.
Anyway, tonight I decided to plug in Emma Hallam's name into the Newspapers search engine. I am pleased to report that she was found living in Florida with her father and his mother. A judge ordered Emma returned to her mother in the U.K., and this was done. I am doubtful if at the time any of the local media bothered to report the girl's fate. She would be about 35 years old now, and perhaps a mother of her own. I found a few Emma Hallam's on Facebook. Her mother is named Michelle, and I found a few Michelle Hallam's as well. Would be interesting to see how they are doing now.
My own real problem with Newspapers Dot Com is the relative lack of Canadian newspapers. There are more than a few but they pale before the American content on the site. And there is practically nothing from Nova Scotia. You would think that the old Daily News would be on there, but it isn't. And the Chronicle Herald can trace its roots all the way back to 1824, but despite their severe money problems they haven't leased its content to a provider like Newspapers Dot Com. A shame, really.
At any rate, it is super late, so I should put some distilled water in the CPAP machine and turn in. Sleeping in until noon may be fun once in a while, but I don't want to do it for the rest of my life or anything.
See you tomorrow.