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The current Syrian refugee situation, the conditions in many parts of the Middle East and the recent happenings in our neighbour to the south have all reinforced this belief.
I am even more grateful that I will be spending the rest of my life in the best city of the best country in the world, where our biggest problems are figuring out how to keep both cyclists and motorists happy and how to treat our sewage.
When I hear people grumble, I think of the words of Jack Knox when he spoke of 鈥渨hining about the whitecaps in Victoria鈥檚 sea of prosperity.鈥�
We are truly blessed. 鈥� Mary Wallace