To the blue-eyed, red-haired, always well-dressed Regency Park angel. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to you. You are a rare bird amongst the crows. Have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. —Great Admiration
A Friday meal at a restaurant in the Hydrostone. For Brenda and I a pleasant date, the best fish and chips in town and superb staff. To end our meal, a wonderful surprise…a young man unbeknownst to us, newly introduced to the restaurant’s great food, paid for his meal and OURS! The gesture was unknown to us unfortunately, revealed only after the young man’s departure. This gesture has overwhelmed us, the generosity greatly appreciated.
To the young man, a stranger he’ll remain, will never have the chance to receive our most sincere thanks. Merci, merci, merci! —Two Thankful People
Hey Halifax, long time no see. I woke up here instead of a hospital bed in Ontario today. I was blackout drunk for 10 years and had no idea who or where I was and now that I'm back I can't believe how in-your-face the party scene is here. My family are in their autumn years and I just settled in for the winter. Am I fucking crazy? WTF am I doing back here? All I see is bars, drunks, free samples and piles of vomit in the street. I left Kitchener (previously known as Berlin and known for hosting the worlds largest Oktoberfest celebration and hate crimes outside of Europe) and I would have never imagined I would find such a hardcore drinking scene with a heaping scoop of racism. Who'd a thunk in just four days here I could write a book on how to stay sober while swimming through an endless sea of drunks. With an overall message of love and patience I thought I'd find peace and compassion next to my lady love. The ocean. And I did. "If the ocean can calm itself so can you, we are both just salt and water.” I'm not crazy, I'm fucking nuts. AND THIS CITY IS JUST AS BEAUTIFUL AS I RECALL IT. Wanna sober up? Want to stay sober? I'm the quiet guy who's not so alone down at the boardwalk, the ocean will always be there. Take good care of her and treat her with respect. —Landlubber
To the smoker girl who worked at a Dartmouth grocery store. We talked a little about work and weather; you even said I looked like I was going to Hawaii with my blue colours and tropical shorts. I had a nice time chatting to you that evening while I waited for my friend to pick up. As it turns out, you were standing vigilantly for a cab called for someone named Ron. When this Ron came out, he was an elderly man who you graciously helped and made sure he got into the vehicle safely with his walker cane. I just wanted to say that you truly are an honest to good person...Never let anyone tell you differently. All the hugs to you! —Malh
Big kudos to the ferryman who, tonight, held the door at the stroke of nine for us straggling post-parade Dartmouthians. Extra thanks to Transit for the free ferry too! —Harbour Hopper
Everything is terrible and it's mostly your fault. You make everything difficult. But it doesn't matter. I want everything we talked about. I love you more than anything. —Foxy
To the charming girl who was in a north end resto the other night with her mother. You might not have noticed but your waiter was thoroughly crushing on you and your beautiful personality. He also appreciated the double tip. —Smitten Server
There were too many Bitches printed last week so I thought I'd take a minute to submit some love. To the woman at the gluten-free eatery. I know it is merely your job to know my order, smile my way and send me a wink but it makes my day every damn time. You're the reason I drink so much coffee at work! —Waiting For That Wink