In the Spring of 1999, a friend handed me a tiny slip of paper. Written on the paper was Noveta Leavitt. A year or so later I came across the note in a drawer. I decided to look this Noveta person up on the chance that she could provide a story for Cariboo Calling, an annual supplement of the 100 Mile Free Press. When I arrived at Noveta’s home for the first time, she was out in her yard mixing cement. She just had to make that side patio bigger, she said. She continued to work at top speed, chipping at a brick with a chisel. Yep, she declared. She was 83 and felt just great, thanks. It was obvious that there was more than one story to be had here. Noveta’s memories became chapters in a book that continued to grow with each visit to her home at Lesser Fish Lake.