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The title of this months article tells all or does it Those of you who have been to Canadas eastern- most province certainly know what the words mean. Those of you who havent probably remember them from that good old song which we all learned in our youth Ise the By That Builds the Boat. I have had the pleasure of trav- elling to The Rock about 16 or 17 times and must admit each visit has been a wonderful experience. I have met some great people visited some amazing restaurants and best of all have seen some unbelievably beauti- ful scenery. My memories of Newfoundland range through the four seasons. I vividly recall standing on Signal Hill in a windbreaker watching an iceberg in the harbour while being pummelled by sleet and hail and strong gusty winds. My client Ivan was wearing a parka and laughing at the foolish east- erner shivering while watching one of our planets most amazing sights. Signal Hill overlooking St. Johns Bay is home to a monument erected to commemorate Marconis first trans- Atlantic signal sent from Newfoundland toEuropebackin1901.Newfoundland was of course separate from Canada at the time. They embraced the Marconi opportunity by erecting a more permanent tower at Cape Spear North Americas eastern most point. One of my very first visits to our last province offered me the opportunity to become an official Newfeneezer by being Screeched in. At the time I had no idea what that meant and assumed I would be of- fered a certificate or maybe asked to recite a few words. I entered a hall filled with people and was asked to approach a long table jam-packed with numerous lo- cal items. First I had to wear a South Wester hat which I still have and although there were no sealskin snow- shoes it was explained to me that I had to pretend to be wearing them. Next was to eat a Newfie steak which after tasting it made me realize I was munching on a slab of fried bolo- gna. To stabilize my pallet I was offered some Purity Rum n Butter Kiss can- dies which were delicious although chewy to the point where I thought my caps would be jostled loose. Thinking I was near the end of the ceremony I was surprised to find we had only just begun. I was offered a glass of Newfie Screech which I was about to drink when I was told I must recite the Screech creed. Indeed it is me ol cock and long may your big jib draw. I had and still dont have a clue what it means but I happily drank the Screech and suddenly was overcome by a burning in my throat which made me dive for the nearest water cooler. I guess I was not the only person to have this sensation because two ladies immediately offered me a glass of water. For those of you who are not official Newfies I should explain that Screech is made from the syrup on the walls of rum barrels which come from Jamaica. Newfoundlanders be- gan to trade rum for fish when the great sailing ships used to visit the area. That is why fish is the national dish in Jamaica and rum is the drink of choice in Newfoundland. The name Screech has an in- Cape Spear is North Americas eastern-most point. ...................... Please turn to page 64 Signal Hill monument on the shores of St. Johns Harbour. 62 FOCUS - JULY 2015