Column #1 I am counting my blessings this Christmas season.Every day something to be thankful for! Who said getting old is a pain….Well it is…but in between I’ve been having so much fun. Playing carpet bowling at the Legion, playing (and watching) some rousing shuffleboard games at the Lodge. Then there was the Carol Sing…

I still have copies of Battling the Elements and Other Odd Habits for sale ! I’ve been thinking about humour lately, having just compiled an anthology that is full of it. There is very little between the covers of “Battling The Elements and Other Odd Habits” that is factual or educational. Hopefully, it will twig…

I ‘m watching “The Last Waltz” on Tubi Channel. Tt’s about the 1970s Rock & Roll group “The Band” . Robbie Robertson , their singer and songwriter, has just passed away at the age of 80. I am finally beginning to like the music that my kid’s liked back in the day! Some Fraser Lake…

According to US statistics, deaths from Covid in 2023 escalated from 1,642 in children under 18, to 46,036 in the 40 to 49 age group. From there on up, numbers zoomed to 201, 940 for those in the 50 to 64 year old bracket, and then up to 307,169 for those 85 and older. Since…

I am hoping mental health experts will soon differentiate LOUD AND CLEAR between diseases such as schizophrenia, clinical depression, and bipolar disease, and those diseases that are being loosely defined as “mental health issues” Lumping them all together denigrates the desperate need for medical research (and tons of money) into treating diseases which scramble the…

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SUMMER MEMORIES? I listen to the far-offshriekingof Canada geesegliding acrossa rapidly darkening sky.This morningat dawnthere was a thinskimming of froston the windshield. Autumn hasapproachedbut I still retainexpectations ofsummer. Memories ofJuly and Augusthave not yet gelledfirmly,in my psyche.Did I enjoy,our brief period ofwarmthunder the sun? With my shovelI expose,the rounded shapesof carrots,beets and onions,unwilling to releasetheir…

LOOK UP The children of the world liveLet us give them a futureTo where the souls forgiveLook up from the cull-de-sacof your culture. Join together hand in handWalk the streets of time foreverDeny the self to understandLook up from the cull-de-sacOf your culture. Oh, build up stars of heavenRaise the temple and the alterWith the…

My son is a creative being, always composing songs, poems, stories, and paintings. I like this poem. When The Body Burns Oh, the fire of awakeningThe waters that make me wholeAfter the flame has takenWhen the body burns toashes – all that’s leftis the soul. The eternal vision arisingThe tale of no’time is toldthe poets…