This is a story about little Johnny-me. I grew up on the Lake of the Woods on a island called Falcon. Falcon Island is in the center of the Lake of the Woods. I got into a lot of trouble when I was young. The call of the lake brought me back from Alberta where I had lived for the last 40 years. Fishing and hunting made our family ’the out door family.’ We were poor and living was hard for my family, but my father also called John bought a saw mill. He made fish boxes for Carl Lindstrom in Kenora. After the mill was sold, we converted the barge which was used for transporting the fish boxes into a houseboat. We were like gypsies travelling the lake of the woods in search of work for my father. Dad was a finishing carpenter as well as a brick mason, he was good at what he did. Enjoy this book.