
Our Funny Farm
We moved to Milford, Nova Scotia on March 2nd, 2020– two weeks before the arse came out of the world. It was a weird first year being locked…
We moved to Milford, Nova Scotia on March 2nd, 2020– two weeks before the arse came out of the world. It was a weird first year being locked…
Today is Father’s Day. Dad passed on Mother’s Day. Here is the text of the tribute I gave for him at his funeral: Dad lived life fully. We…
No one. I mean NO ONE should be surprised about the Biden administration nixing the Keystone Pipeline. If you are surprised, you haven’t been paying attention. This project…
Populism can be a dangerous thing– where an informed opinion weighs as much as an uninformed one, where truth becomes subjective, and where the only voices heard are…
The thing I’ll always remember about Uncle Mort, is his penchant for holding a conversation with anyone about anything. It didn’t matter your economic station, your cultural background…
My bride and I have been together a long time. We know each other well, but it’s always fun to learn something new about the other. After a…
Last week, I spent my time with my best gal in Massachusetts. We’re both interested in maritime and colonial lore, so we set up camp in Danvers on…
I live in Nova Scotia and have most of my life. It’s a smallish province, nearly surrounded by the Atlantic. At any given point, wherever we are in…
The wrapped object under the tree was addressed to me, long and slender with a lumpy soft bit of business on the top. My brother-in-law looked on as…
Christmases were stressful growing up, especially during my teen years. Money was tight and my folks weren’t getting along. It wasn’t until I was well into my married…
Hunger and food insecurity in the western world is not a new problem. Colonialism and the indentured servitude required of the working poor to feed themselves became one…
Here it is, late August 2014, and it’s a busy time as always. I work at a community college. Faculty came back this week and students return the…