Vikings on a Prairie OceanI began writing Vikings on a Prairie Ocean with a blackberry bringing to life the people and places I had known as a boy growing up in a fishing family on Lake Winnipeg.  The laughter or tears those remembrances brought was like comfort food on long airplane rides returning home after long days working in the middle of complex dispute over resources, environment, or the land. I moved to a keyboard when the story started to grow into a history of Lake Winnipeg through the lens of my family’s engaging legacy of over a century of fishing on those waters since the arrival of the Icelandic settlers to its shores in 1875. Now this was taking on the form of a mission with a life of its own. I realized that this was  becoming a “saga” including a journey of self-exploration about how the Lake and its Icelandic, Cree, and Ojibway fishermen and the communities and people on its shores had shaped and inspired my life and work. Once more Lake Winnipeg was at the center for the formative stage of my career tracked back to my first fifteen years as a lawyer for the Cree and Ojibway people indigenous to the lands along the mighty rivers to and from Lake Winnipeg impacted by hydro developments and mercury contamination in the 70′s and 80’s.  Soon I found myself refocusing my professional lens to building processes for problems, not trying to squeeze the problem and the solution into a legal framework. I would leave law and start building what has become a complex career involving high profile public disputes, teaching, and writing. This has taken me too many places big and small across Canada’s land base and beyond, but wherever I have worked “my place in the world has  always been grounded in people and fish, and that in the deepest sense of the word is home.”

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Click play to hear “New Iceland Saga” from the album Lake Winnipeg Fisherman by Sol Sigurdson.



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  1. Hi Glenn;
    Absolutely love your book. My daughter Pat bought it for me as a surprise and now my son Don in Calgary has ordered it. So many things I remember and many things I didn’t know. Like my grandfather Solli having meningitis. We only heard he died from a mastoid and Grandma Betty was devastated. Your Dad was born the same day as my dad Magnus(Nov.21st) and my Mom was Nov.23rd. I recall too the room(I called her blind grandma) when we girls silently and respectfully entered her bedroom and how glad she was to see us. (Grace’s girls). She taught Mom and Joey so much when they grew up in the Big house. Not only cleaning, but the carding of wool and use of the spinning wheel. Probably because of Valgedur, Mom was always a perfectionist in everything she ever did. Mom had her own share of hardships, losing her Mom and Dad so young.
    I was thrilled that Sharon took Mom to see your Dad before she passed away.They had a grand time conversing(your Mom and Sharon had to retreat. I’m so happy they were able to share their memories. Mom mentioned that the women would stand on the shore waiting for the boats to come in. She was sad to see Gimli and the Lake, which we thought she’d love to visit. But I guess she remembered the tradgeys. Loved the pickerel though. Ate it every day.

    When you mentioned eating toasted tomato sandwiches, I burst out laughing—because all my life it was a favorite of mine. I never met anyone that even talked about toasted tomato sandwiches. Maybe it’s an Icelandic thing.
    My daughter Pat and I were in Teregesen’s Store asking if your book was out yet, and the clerk said you were just in there. Too bad we missed each other.
    I could go on and on Glenn. I sure hope we get to meet. I ran into Eric and bought your mom’s book one year at the Icelandic Celebration.

    I’m going to Winnipeg for Christmas and then off to Calgary(because its warmer for me) and probably won’t be back till April. I leave tomorrow and am cancelling the phone, internet etc. When I get to Calgary I’ll be able to use my daughter or son’s computer. By coincidence, last year, my son Don met Clyde Sigurdson(because of business) and he invited Don for dinner and lo and behold he has a picture of great grandfather on the wall.
    You have written such a wonderful book, capturing the personalities of our forefathers. I can’t believe they are all gone. I’ll never forget the three houses in a row. Runa was so good to me, getting up early to see me off or on the bus. I remember S.V. when he was building the floodway and we lived in North Kildonan and he’d come to visit us and offer the twins(3) and the girls the little hot peppery sen-sens he like(but the kids sure didn’t). I see that he liked peppermints as do I. Always eating them too.
    Have a very blessed Christmas with your family and love to your Mom. She’ll be missing your Dad so much. I didn’t know that he had passed. He was a gentle soul, just like my Mom.
    Congratulations on your fine book…..maybe they’ll make a movie….What a story that would be….Viking Ships on the Prairie Ocean….Love the Title
    Lots of love, Lorraine

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