The Summer of the Big Smoke

Growing up in Western Canada in the sixties and seventies I was used to the smell of forest fires. It happened every summer. Sometimes the fires would be causing devastation nearby but usually, they were hundreds of miles away in the northern part of the province or further west in the forests of British Columbia. Some years we would only get a slight whiff of the fires, like the smell of wood burning in a fireplace on a cold winter night. Other times it would be a heavy blanket of acrid smoke blocking the sun like a big storm cloud. <a href="https://medium.com/full-frame/the-summer-of-the-big-smoke-364470a16422">Click Here</a>