I try not to repeat myself in these columns, but this week I think I should revisit a topic that I brought up last spring, shortly after the Humboldt Broncos tragedy.
The northern Saskatchewan town recently faced the difficult task...
This would not be a typical tourist stop, even though it was happening in one of the most historically and culturally significant parts of Atlantic Canada, and arguably, the entire country.
There we were, me and Cathy and five members...
As much as I’m happy to see September arrive, part of me hates to leave August behind.
That’s likely because the month of August is responsible for some of the most life-changing, transformative, growth-building and heart-filling moments I’ve ever had....
In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit – Amen.
Father, I had hoped that this would be a prayer of celebration, as it was 30 years ago this week that I accepted You into...
“Captain’s Bigly Log, Stardate…uh…Stardate, Sometime-In-The-Summer, 2018: Now that we have launched my most awesome and fantastic United States Space Force, we have wiped out all threats to our planet. Well, not the whole planet, but the best part, the...
I have never felt so conflicted and rarely had such a clash of emotions upon hearing of the death of a familiar public figure.
But last week’s passing of Phillip Riteman, a Holocaust survivor who found a new life in...
Nearly two weeks after we lost him, I find myself feeling a delayed wistfulness about the recent passing of Wally Ellison.
I’m writing this column three days after I attended Wally’s funeral in West Bay Road. I was planning to...
There are times that I’m truly surprised that it took so long for farmer’s market culture to permanently take root in the Strait area.
After all, agriculture is a huge part of our daily lives, particularly in Inverness and Antigonish...
“Oh, Bob, we couldn’t have picked a better time to visit your sister in Maine. What a beautiful summer this has become!”
“Yeah, I can’t wait. Love the Maritimes but Maine has always felt like a second home to me....
I started this month the way I ended the month of July twenty years ago – by participating in a Port Hawkesbury theatre show. And, in a neat twist, I was one of the youngest people involved in each...