Welcome to “An American in Kelowna”
“You never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them” ― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Atticus Finch had his shoes. These are mine. Where do I start? My first 100 days in Kelowna have been like a smart kid’s report card, all A’s: acknowledgeable, adaptable, appreciative, auspicious, and a little bit angst-ridden. Oh, Canada – you had me at hello and that first time I drove up to the Paterson Border Crossing and…