It happened one morning a couple of weeks ago. I was driving down Brock Road in the southbound rush-hour east of Toronto. In the stop-and-go-traffic just below the village of Brougham – near the intersection of Brock and Hwy 407 – I pulled up beside a pickup truck with a construction logo on the door. I had my window down. So did he.

“Construction season’s started, eh?” I said so the guy could hear me.

“Oh yeah,” he said and smiled. He seemed glad to be working.

“Big time 407 overpass?” I asked. (more…)