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Managing a running club proved to be too much responsibility for one coach, who says he abandoned a group of hopefuls on route to New Zealand because the pressure was too great.

Tom Wesley failed to meet a group young athletes of the First Nations Running Club on the eve of their journey to a sacred run in New Zealand Oct. 29, 1993. The eight teenagers were stranded without plane tickets in Winnipeg, after having been told by Wesley the entire trip was taken care of.

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Managing a running club proved to be too much responsibility for one coach, who says he abandoned a group of hopefuls on route to New Zealand because the pressure was too great.

Tom Wesley failed to meet a group young athletes of the First Nations Running Club on the eve of their journey to a sacred run in New Zealand Oct. 29, 1993. The eight teenagers were stranded without plane tickets in Winnipeg, after having been told by Wesley the entire trip was taken care of.

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Managing a running club proved to be too much responsibility for one coach, who says he abandoned a group of hopefuls on route to New Zealand because the pressure was too great.

Tom Wesley failed to meet a group young athletes of the First Nations Running Club on the eve of their journey to a sacred run in New Zealand Oct. 29, 1993. The eight teenagers were stranded without plane tickets in Winnipeg, after having been told by Wesley the entire trip was taken care of.

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Managing a running club proved to be too much responsibility for one coach, who says he abandoned a group of hopefuls on route to New Zealand because the pressure was too great.

Tom Wesley failed to meet a group young athletes of the First Nations Running Club on the eve of their journey to a sacred run in New Zealand Oct. 29, 1993. The eight teenagers were stranded without plane tickets in Winnipeg, after having been told by Wesley the entire trip was taken care of.

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Author's home in southern Saskatchewan a welcome sight after a long absence.

During the years I lived off reserve I always had a growing sense of anticipation when I returned, especially when the reserve came into sight.

The boundaries of the reserve are clear. Pasqua Lake is on the north with the southern border having a tree-line where adjacent farm land have little or no trees.

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Author's home in southern Saskatchewan a welcome sight after a long absence.

During the years I lived off reserve I always had a growing sense of anticipation when I returned, especially when the reserve came into sight.

The boundaries of the reserve are clear. Pasqua Lake is on the north with the southern border having a tree-line where adjacent farm land have little or no trees.

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Author's home in southern Saskatchewan a welcome sight after a long absence.

During the years I lived off reserve I always had a growing sense of anticipation when I returned, especially when the reserve came into sight.

The boundaries of the reserve are clear. Pasqua Lake is on the north with the southern border having a tree-line where adjacent farm land have little or no trees.

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Author's home in southern Saskatchewan a welcome sight after a long absence.

During the years I lived off reserve I always had a growing sense of anticipation when I returned, especially when the reserve came into sight.

The boundaries of the reserve are clear. Pasqua Lake is on the north with the southern border having a tree-line where adjacent farm land have little or no trees.

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It's a rainy Wednesday afternoon in Vancouver. I've just received a phone call from Windspeaker asking if I would like to do a story on an Elder for this issue.

"Great," I say, "when's the deadline.?"

"Monday," said the voice on the other end.

"Oh," I say. Kind of a tight deadline, I think to myself. Well, it can't be that difficult to find an Elder to interview.

"No problem," I say. "Monday it is."

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It's a rainy Wednesday afternoon in Vancouver. I've just received a phone call from Windspeaker asking if I would like to do a story on an Elder for this issue.

"Great," I say, "when's the deadline.?"

"Monday," said the voice on the other end.

"Oh," I say. Kind of a tight deadline, I think to myself. Well, it can't be that difficult to find an Elder to interview.

"No problem," I say. "Monday it is."