I just got back from Newfoundland, It was a bittersweet trip. My sister and I took my father’s cremated remains back to where his life began, a small fishing village named Twillingate (Toulinquet). Small is a very accurate description. The population is just over 2,000. The picture above is taken near where my dad grew up. Life is slow, simple and routine. And like everywhere the full range of human experiences are present: from suffering and sorrow to joy and happiness. And