News — Whitehorse

There are strange things done in the midnight sun      By the men who moil for gold; The Arctic trails have their secret tales      That would make your blood run cold; The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,      But the queerest they ever did see Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge      I cremated Sam McGee.  Robert Service - The Cremation of Sam Mcgee   I grew up in a 250 year old farmhouse hewn from local pine and field stone. Nestled between two farms on rural road outside of Montreal, our busy home was often filled with the sounds...