PAUL:	When I started out in radio, there was no 
	virtual reality, only grim reality.  Nfld had been 
	discovered by John Cabot and we had only one premier.  
	Ish Lundrigan was a broadcasting god and Jerry Dobbin 
	was nothing more than a cornerboy.  The only time 
	you heard blues music was when an American warship 
	called into port. But now that's all changed.  
	And you know something, I like it this way.
	
	I was closing the window here in the studio earlier, 
	wondering what to say in my traditional show-ending 
	editorial, when my mind went blank.  All I could do 
	was look at the sea . . . our studios are just above 
	the harbour.  I was looking out to the sea, the codless 
	North Atlantic, trying to come up with some reason for 
	Nflders to stay in Nfld.
	
	On a beautiful day, there is no more breathtaking sight 
	than the sun going down on the water somewhere off the 
	coast of Nfld.  But is that enough ?
	
	A weekend in the woods, fire crackling nightly, drinks, 
	cards, a few trout or salmon in the creel, or a moose 
	seasoning on a tree branch.  Is that enough ?
	
	The graveyard at the end of the road that squirms through 
	the community, where parents and grandparents and great 
	grandparents lie.  Is that enough ?
	
	What keeps us here ?  Love ? Fear ?  Are we afraid of the 
	world that didn't really arrive here until the 50's ?  
	Do we view life away from Nfld as an unfathomable sea of its own ?
	
	Why do we stay here with astronomic poverty, the fishery in 
	shambles, epidemic unemployment, no industry and a shrinking 
	population ?  In the long run, what keeps us here ?
	 
	Nothing, I believe.  And I love it that way.  The zen of 
	staying in Nfld.  No reason to.  So let's.

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