I am cheesed off, really cheesed off.
My doctor recommended memory pills; he said they would not restore my memory but might maintain the memory I have. Veterans Affairs will not pay for the memory pills.
They say I am not bad enough; I will have to wait until I do not know who I am.
I just read in the paper, we taxpayers are spending three quarters of a million dollars to send our prime minister’s motor vehicles to India.
They could have been rented over there for one-thousandths of that cost!
I was dropped into Germany behind enemy lines on March 24, 1945. I was a sniper with the 1st Canada Paratrooper Battalion and I was paid $1.50 a day.