Politics used to be of a more genteel endeavor. You didn’t have to vilify and hate your opponent the way you do now in the post-Trump world. At least I hope and pray it is post Trump.
In Canadian politics there were lots of decent people on both sides, or ALL
There is in my childhood a loose connection to infamy. I was born on Pleasant Street, in the heart of the west end of St. John’s. It was a great neighbourhood. I was born at house number 112, in 1946. That is right by Atlantic Avenue. Guess who else was from Pleasant Street? The answer is the family of the notorious Boston mobster, James
There is a part of me that feels a tinge of guilt in writing something about a brief encounter I had with the late Randy Druken. There is a sense that doing so is taking advantage of someone who was dealt a bad hand by our justice system. I fear it might be some form of intrusion. I
Where are we headed? Where are we going and who will take us there? In which direction do we head? Those are my thoughts in this time ‘of the rolling year’ and they are fundamental questions.
I proudly write for The Herald in its new online incarnation and hopefully will help chronicle the events of our time. Online is the way of a future. We have known for some time this was coming.
*Originally published in our September 18-24, 2022 issue
It takes a lot of money to raise a family. We all know that. It has not been easy for me and the missus and it will not be easy for my sons, and I will bet it is not easy for
*Originally published in our September 11-17, 2022 issue
We were in a restaurant in a hotel in Paris. It was the middle of the Republican primaries before that weird election that took Donald J. Trump to a one term presidency.
Wife and I were on a short trip to France.
Father used to tell me school days are the best days of your life. Not so say I! My school experience obviously is from a different time. There was no Kindergarten or early childcare.
We were ripped away from mummies apron strings when we were seven years old. No play
*Originally published in our August 28-September 3, 2022 issue
I was down to Argentia last week. It’s completely different now and I had not been there since the naval base closed. In fact I have only been there a couple of times before.
Memory is a funny thing. When I
*Originally published on our August 21-27, 2022 issue
I was driving out the Kenmount Road the other week and my car dropped into a pothole in the road under construction. It was of Olympic proportions. Is it my imagination, or has that road been under construction for a couple of
*Originally published in our August 14-20, 2022 issue
It was just past five in the morning of what promised to be another lovely summer day. I was out on the deck having coffee and looking at the paper in the half light of a new day. When you are older