There is a saying about life being short, and it may be true. I prefer to say life is long — youth is short. In…
As part of the newspaper publishing tradition, puzzles, amusements and comics are usually found on the final pages. There is a reason for this; in…
In April of 2004, I bought tickets to go see the Dalai Lama speak at the CNE in Toronto. The date conflicted with both my…
Like just about everything in life, confidence works best when it is in balance. Too little confidence and nothing is achieved. Too much confidence and…
A very popular book in the seventies was ‘Be Here Now’ written by a spiritual leader named Ram Dass. I never read it. It looked…
In my early twenties, I went through a semi-serious “I’m-a-hippy” phase. In those days, or at least in my circle, you couldn’t claim to be…
One more post on transitions and the memories that mark them: My chicken legs story marked my emergence into pre-adolescence. Today I have another story,…
Last week’s ‘Chicken Legs’ post apparently struck a nerve for some readers. My intention was not to garner sympathy because I had been bullied, but rather…
In grade five I started at a new school. Serving a mostly rural area, there were four classrooms with one wide hallway down the centre,…
“Hellos and goodbyes are very important. You can get away with murder in between, but hellos and goodbyes are important.” A young psychiatrist told me…