This past summer I started working as a tour guide for a local company. During the cruise ship season (August – October) I would often take groups to St Martins, NB, for five or six hour tours. I really enjoyed the outings and had the opportunity to meet and interact with many interesting people. What… Continue reading Rock and a Hard Place
Growing up, my parents used many verbal expressions, several of which I still use today. For example, it was not uncommon for my father to say, “Boy, we’re finished shopping. Let’s bugger off and head home” or “That’s it for today. Let’s bugger off and get ready for supper.” Bugger off – it seemed like… Continue reading Taking Matters in Hand?
A good friend of mine is a professional actor in Toronto. We went to high school and university together, and we share a lot of stories. In addition to acting, he teaches a college course called Improv for Business. The course teaches improvisational skills, those same skills used by actors in live performances. While this… Continue reading Improv
During the period Dec 1981- May 1982 I worked as a counsellor (guard) at a juvenile detention centre (Ref: Blog Post Dec 23, 2016 – The Tinsel’s Silver Glow). It was a six month, casual position after which I spent the summer with the naval reserve then returned to university to undertake my BEd. A… Continue reading Banaco
Clifford was a member of my Masonic Lodge. He was in the Canadian Navy; after which, he became a police officer. When I came to know Clifford he was well into retirement. He had had a stroke which affected his mobility. His speech was limited to saying three things; Yes, No and Jesus Christ. I… Continue reading Clifford – Part I
I finished my teaching career at HHS. I taught Chemistry there for six years. Because MCS fed into HHS, for the first five years I had at least two former kindergarten students in each of my chemistry classes. Few teachers could claim such a connection with his/her students. During my sixth year, it was only… Continue reading Matthew – Part II
Let me begin by saying that I have Matthew’s permission to share the following stories; in fact, I sought permission by communicating through his parents. I wanted their permission as well. I knew Matthew and his family before he started school. They continue to live not far from my home. He was one of the… Continue reading Matthew – Part I