My dear friend, Rod. I realize the time has passed since we last saw you, but I recall waiting for the causeway to reopen like it was yesterday. You called the barges of gravel "litterboxes" as they were going through the canal system of the Canso Causeway. May you have a well-deserved rest. Your work here on this earth is done. May you ride the skies above and keep watch over those you have left behind. You will be dearly missed by those who were so lucky to meet you. RIP, Rod...