Does Donald Trump have any friends?
Has he ever had any good buddies from childhood that he still pals around with?
I ask because I suspect the answer is no. Anybody who would attack America’s best friend has no concept of friendship or sense of loyalty.
As long as I can remember, Canada has been the kind of buddy you’d ride bikes with to the nearest fishing hole.
The kind of buddy who’d be your best man or maid of honor at your wedding.
The kind of buddy you’d want to take care of your kids if something ever happened to you.
As America staggered in the dust clouds from 9/11, Canada allowed our airplanes to land there. The town of Gander, in Newfoundland, population 10,000, hosted 7,000 people who had been aboard airplanes that had to divert after the U.S. closed its airspace. Not only did they provide lodging, food, prescription drugs (for free) and phones to call home (also for free), but they arranged tours of the town, concerts and even meals of stewed moose.
After Hurricane Katrina killed more than a thousand people along the Gulf Coast, Canada sent three ships and a Coast Guard vessel carrying water, large tents, cots, lumber, pollution cleanup equipment and insect spray. Canadian sailors helped clean the Mississippi Coast Coliseum in Biloxi and local schools.