||My name is John and my journey will start in Grand Forks, North Dakota. At first my journey started pretty good. I only nicked a tree here and there, but it wasn’t till I was by Middle River I got stuck in a patch of big rocks sticking out of the water. I spent a few nights sitting there and thinking that I was stuck, but then one day and eagle mistook me as a fish, and it picked me up and carried me for a few feet but then realized that I was not a fish and he dropped me back into the water. Then about 4 or 5 years later I ended up washed up on the beach of Lake Winnipeg in the hands of a little kid that will hopefully pass me down through the generation of his family.