Obama used the phrase “Hope and Change” as his pre-election slogan. It seems to me that is the only way for our society to carry on into the next phase of our existence. Hope is what we wish for and change is the process that makes it happen. We build upon what we already know.…

Perhaps we need to think of the Coronaviruses as akin to extra- terrestial beings set to multiply and take over our planet? They are living organisms. Like all living organisms, their main intent is to survive and propogate their species. They are very good at doing this. They were new on our scene. At first…

Canada’s Shame by Bruce Ray give us back our namesas we lie in the coldand dark Earthour voices muffled by timeand it’s passingmemories rising up likepale lilies from our bonesto say we still liveas long as our peopleremember us –let us walk with thespirit bear once againlet us feel the skin of the landand walk…

It all boils down to choices about whom we choose to trust and about whom we choose not to trust. In regards to the Covid Pandemic, I choose to believe that the children , in whom our country and countries throughout the entire world have invested good money in, in order to educate them to…

I took a run over to the North Shore where our old cabin stands, skeleton-ized but still in a jaggedy upright position. Not so the outhouse- so tippy you’d have to stand on your head to pee! Lots of memories. The petals & glorious scent of the Braithwaite Rose that Ivan Ray once gave me…

I have been re-reading some of my favourite non-fiction books this past while. I love the stories told by those who were there, who personally experienced the happenings. The ones that others in later years gloss over, too often re-telling those same tales, tainted by their own predudices, experiences and misinformation. Local history books are…

Well, my arm still hurts a bit but feels better than it did last night. I have none of the other possible side effects mentioned by the nurses who arrived at Silver Birch Lodge yesterday morning to provide us “oldies” with our second shot of the coronavirus 19 vaccine. We are good to go. But…

(RECYCLED FROM ABOUT 20 YEARS AGO) ODE TO FRASER LAKE How do I love thee, O small town edged against the Northern BC wilderness and bisected by grey pavement that stretches east and westward like well-chewed gum? Let me count thy ways: THE LAKE: Its azure and indigo waters sparkle and splash whenever the wind…

As I embark upon The closing segment Of life here on Earth (Seventy-two years since birth) My long awaited journey to The birthplace of my Faith Approaches But My concience reproaches Husband’s recovered From health issues But if I really loved him I’d stay home. Although there’s money in the bank And gas in the…

At 2 pm on April 8th, 1982,Thirty-nine years agoI snuffed outMy loveThe one whom I had createdI now crematedNever to be found again At her gravesideI paid homage toher gentle curves,Her enticing scentwhich I’d thought Was worth the money I’d spent I had swaddled andcradled herevery waking momentSince I was sixteenA vulnerable teen Now my…