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July 2, 1985. That date is burned into my memory. I had just turned 16 a month earlier and, yes, that was the historic day Katie Drummond got her driver’s licence. Freedom at last.
Our late father loved and would do anything for his birds. He was kind to all the animals we ever had, but the wild birds that frequented the bird feeders outside our home…
The following quote by an American writer is appropriate for this week’s missive: “Learn all you can from the mistakes of others. You won’t have time to make them all yourself.”
Let’s face it. No one likes going to the dentist. Well… maybe the odd person. A very odd person. When I was little and it was time for a dental appointment, I was absolutely terrified.
Lent is a time for fasting, praying and the giving of alms. Many people, when they think of fasting, see it as a way to give up the foods they love in the portions they prefer…
There will always be someone more successful, happier, richer, brighter than you. From our own limited perspective it can appear others have got it all together.
Actor Tim Allen once said, “You can’t keep sleeping on my couch. I want the memory foam to have a chance to forget about you.” It was a line from the comedy Last Man Standing…
This may come as a surprise to some of you — I very much enjoy listening to classical music. I know. I know.
I planned to attend Ash Wednesday services in Ponteix; I even plugged in my car the night before. I like everything about Ash Wednesday and the season it leads us into.
It’s 2026 and we’ve all heard first-hand accounts of friends and relatives who have been scammed out of thousands of dollars.
Small beginnings have a way of turning into remarkable stories — especially when those beginnings take shape in a tiny farming community like ours.
When I was growing up, snow was a fun and magical thing; unlike today, when I cringe every time I see the first sign of snow and start looking around for the snow shovel.
There’s a joke about the days when folks were leaving the prairies en masse: “Last one out, turn off the light.” But more and more, people are returning home.
Someone posted this after the Super Bowl: “I miss the days when the Super Bowl sold beer and trucks. Pushing big pharma weight-loss injections while impressionable children watch feels wrong.”
Some weeks, Dolly Parton just shows up uninvited in my brain and refuses to leave. This week was one of those weeks.
My column title comes from a quote by the podcaster Sarah Isgur, who said: “There’s a reason it’s called ‘Letter From a Birmingham Jail’ and not ‘Letter from a Birmingham Starbucks.’”
Teachers hear all kinds of comments from their students. One teacher was asked, “When did the world stop being in black and white and change to colour?”
This letter is now in the hands of all Members of our federal Parliament. Poking around the internet looking for that illusive and sacred truth has become a time-consuming exercise in futility.
Well, here we are—already into February. How did that happen? February always brings with it that age-old question: will that furry little rodent see his shadow or won’t he?
