Taken from the Sept.23-29 issue
I went to Dee Murphy’s wake on Saturday afternoon. I went early for a very specific reason. I knew there was going to be a crowd. Carnell’s Funeral Home was blocked on the weekend of Dee’s passing.
It is the same reason I went early
A little news story caught my eye last night that brought home to me how unready we are for the legalization of marijuana. The item was whether you could smoke weed on a golf course once marijuana becomes legal. One course wanted to ban it.
Here is the issue. If
I confess to being an unrepentant political junkie. At all levels it draws me in. My record on predictions isn’t that great. It is average at best. I knew the Liberals would win provincially and Justin Trudeau would survive attack ads about his hair and win nationally.
That was easy.
My father used to tell me school days were the happiest days of your life. What a crock that turned out to be. I was taught by the Irish Christian Brothers, a teaching arm of the Catholic Church, and despite some experiences and much learned, it was a nightmare.
Smack
A couple of weeks ago I finally got around to a long postponed summer chore. We all have our own list of chores and someone to remind us of it. On my list was painting the deck on my little shed. During the winter I had purchased eight single litre
There is one level on which I don’t care what Discovery Day is going to be called. It is an issue that doesn’t move me. St. John’s City Council has voted to change Discovery Day to St. John’s Day until a new name is found.
At the root of this
Last week in the quiet of a summer evening when the wind had died and the birds began to sing their night song I came to terms with the chilling reality of where our world has gone.
It was in a book called The Skin of Culture which is a
It is difficult not to have sympathy for those people who for various reasons, including medical, don’t want to get out of their cars on the car deck of some provincial ferries – but unfortunately it is a problem without a solution. It is “the way of the world.”
We
Several years ago I wrote a piece about the difficulties of working for print in terms of making an error as opposed to writing for “broadcast news”, which is more forgiving. You can get away with things in broadcast news and the general rule of thumb is to keep going
Like you I am growing quickly tired of the steadily rising cost of electricity. My poorly insulated home was essentially warmed by electric heat. It was brutal. That little wheel outside in the electric meter on the house was flying around in winter like a ninja death star. Four years