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Am I a suspect?

We lived in a village in south-western Ontario for 12 years. The United Church Manse was right across the street from our home. Several ministers and their families came and went during that time. 502 more words


How adaptable can a flatlander be?

I am a flatlander, a native of Saskatchewan. The nickname refers to the flatness of our landscape, but there are other aspects of our character where the term applies too. 638 more words

Stories From My Life

Red Line Wine; From Two Roads to One.

┬áThis has turned into something of a ramble, sort of two roads diverged…

When I’m not working on something specific, though I’m about to find something to do exactly that with thanks to remembering Henry Miller’s fines set of “rules” here, I sometimes post a lot on my webpage. 3,067 more words

On Writing

Things I am thankful for

I know that it is still three weeks until Thanksgiving Day, but there are many things to be thankful for every day and I want to tell you about the things that I am thankful for right now. 500 more words


Eloquent words

I was a member of the Anglican Church of Canada during my youth and a faithful participant in her worship services. The services and prayers of the Book of Common Prayer presented the gospel message in simple, yet eloquent, words and I found comfort in the familiar liturgy. 524 more words


The Tube Snake Boogie Isn't a Real Dance

So. . . My dad never really got into the whole “dad” thing.

I mean, don’t get me wrong. He’s a good guy. He loves all three of us. 375 more words

Stories From My Life

Pookie come home

Pookie wasn’t here to greet me when I came home Tuesday evening after taking my wife to the airport. Pookie,a little flame point Siamese, showed up on our doorstep two years ago in fall, a feral kitten looking for a home. 749 more words