redneck Calgary
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Calgary, 2002.04.09
It took me almost a week, but I had my first redneck experience in Calgary. The girl behind the counter at the photo development lab told me that she couyld never live in Vancouver because of the driving. "Call me racist," she started, "but you put them behind the wheel...". She also thought the hustle and bustle of Vancouver was too much. Wow, it's good to be back.