*Column appeared in our March 13-19, 2021 issue
When times are toughest, try a little humour. Comedy eases tense situations, including living through the unknowns of COVID-19. During the early days of the pandemic, my daughter and I ended each day with an episode or two of The Office so
Column from our March 6-12, 2022 issue
it was a scene oft repeated on wharfs in St. John’s harbour. A ship docks and hearses from local funeral parlours roll up to offload a tragic cargo.
So it was last week when recovered bodies from the sunken Spanish trawler Villa de
It’s a real event, not just one of my imagination. False Spring is defined in Webster’s as an earlier than average warming event followed by another period of freezing temperatures.
In other words, you may think it’s Spring, but it isn’t. In some sectors if it lasts for some days
*The following was published in the February 27-March 5, 2022 issue
I was in Chapters with my daughter the other day and as we waited to check out I noticed something curious on a rack near the cash.
The items that drew my eye were two magazines – National Geographic
*The following column appeared in the February 20 – 26, 2022 issue
What is my question to the members of the so-called “Freedom Convoy” that held Ottawa and some other places hostage recently.
You said you were a trucker convoy, but you became something else and that was a very
While out for supper in Grates Cove, my partner noticed a record player in the corner with a curious pile of LPs near by. Since we were the only diners at the time, it made sense for us to select the evening’s background musical ambiance from the much varied vinyl
I sat down to the computer a few days ago to write something meaningful about Valentine’s Day, but I became distracted for a particularly good reason so I gave up.
I knew something of the tradition of St. Valentine’s Day, but the words would not come easily. It’s because thoughts
I don’t exactly “need my head examined” as my mom used to say in the politically incorrect days of yore, but there’s no question that these times of isolation are starting to get me down.
I expect it’s like that for a lot of us. Surely to God there must
Back in the day, my love aspirations were based on couples I’d seen on my favourite soaps. To fall in love just like Bo Brady and Hope Williams was probably the biggest goal in my younger life.
Oh! To have someone call me ‘Fancy Face’ as I set my wide
We are much diminished by the passing of Edward Roberts. He’s the smartest man I ever knew. We were not friends in the real sense of the word, but we kept company in some areas quite apart from news.
He actually had worked as summer relief in our newsroom when