At 63, after 41 years of hauling freight through C…
At 63, after 41 years of hauling freight through Canadian winters, I walked up to my daughter’s Oakville kitchen with a cream-colored folder that could pay off her mortgage The day I became a millionaire, my son-in-law tried to bury me alive. Not with a shovel. Men like Marcus didn’t use shovels. They used paperwork,…
