The danger of writing to current events is that you can be “overtaken” by those events. That is the caution I offer as I take up pen to speak to the latest quickly moving story in The House of Windsor.
This story is like an iceberg; mostly underwater. In a
‘When there are that many people gathered in one place and seeking the necessities of life there is always cause for concern.’
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It was close you know. The snow crisis that was Blizzard 2020 has passed and it is time to assess the events that crippled St. John’s and
It has almost all been said. In the week since the death of John Crosbie, stories of his list of accomplishments in various political arenas have been told and told again.
Crosbie was a giant and he was one of those “great men of history” who weren’t just towed along
In politics I have an open mind. Well sort of. I usually vote Liberal but that’s media people of my age. A general liberal arts education kind of points you in that direction; at least it did.
I am amazed these days at how it is that many of the
The pages from the months of October, November, and December have fluttered from the 2019 calendar and drifted into history and we have moved into January. Christmas had a bit of snow which messed up some travel plans but it wasn’t the end of the world and that is part
I always preface articles about the Royals by saying I myself am an unashamed and unapologetic monarchist.
My life has been lived out in kind of a lock step with the George VI and his family and then Elizabeth II and her family including Charles who grew up in the
It is time to exhale now. We have come through the high tension of Christmas and we got all the necessary things done or at least most of them. It was tense at times. That is all part of the holiday season. It’s not all O Holy Night and
There was a time when we Christians were in the iron grip of “Holy Mother Church.” That is how Catholics were wont to label the “head office” of their brand of Christianity anyway.
You don’t hear it much anymore because times have changed but really, the Church had a hold
Sometimes it gets surprisingly quiet at Christmas. That is an odd thing, but in the excitement and even within the “madding crowds” and the malls and this “world of purchase” in which we struggle there is a quiet time of the soul that creeps in. It is a place of
I was driving through St. John’s in the rain last Sunday. Down near New Gower Street on my way out of town, I saw people hurrying towards what was the 2019 edition of the Santa Claus parade.
There were whole families headed downtown and sometimes there were moms and dads