The Macdonald's Story

I've grown up listening to my dad's stories of adventure in the old country. And his brave escape. But hearing him talk about his first days in saskatone feels like i'm hearing from a different person. He came alone with just a few dollars and hardly any english. His first job was shing dishes at a chinese restaurant. On his first christmas, he got a bottle of wine,. He walked around outside and drank it alone, waving at cars when they honked at him. The macdonald's story that breaks my heart. You come here calledbe by yourself. From november until about e may, i think you were by yourself. Not many