Boating Baffle

A friend of my father’s was visiting home. He and a buddy decided they wanted to do some fishing. They borrowed a small boat, filled the tank with fuel and off they went. After a pleasant afternoon on the water they decided to head back to shore. Cal primed the engine and pulled on the… Continue reading Boating Baffle

Happy Birthday Dad

Today is my father’s birthday. This would have been his 100th. It has been twenty-five years since he left us. I miss him. I’m the youngest of three brothers. I recall my parents telling me that they were actually hoping for a girl when I was born. I appreciated their honesty. As my father said,… Continue reading Happy Birthday Dad

“There are Worse Things to Happen”

Not long ago I had a conversation with an acquaintance. We’ve known each other for a long time. During our chat he informed me that his son had recently come out. I was curious, “How hard was it for him to tell you?” He gave me an account of the moment and the questions that… Continue reading “There are Worse Things to Happen”

Thanks, Dad

It was a weekday morning in 1978. I was in university and sleeping at my parents’ home. At 6:40 am, I awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. I could faintly hear my father’s voice after he answered it from his bedside table. At the time, my father was District Manager for the coast… Continue reading Thanks, Dad

Loud and Clear

My father was diagnosed with Progressive Supranuclear Palsy. It is a Parkinson’s related disease that results from damage to nerve cells in the brain. It affects movement, control of walking, speech, swallowing, etc. It was tough for us to see his decline. It was particularly tough on him as his mind was good right up… Continue reading Loud and Clear

Difficult Conversations

Difficult Conversations My father died before I became a principal. Here was a fellow with a grade 6 education who started out as a deckhand in the merchant navy. He went on to become a ship’s captain. When he retired he was responsible for the operation of three ships and over 300 personnel. He would… Continue reading Difficult Conversations

My Daughter

Lloyd Mercer was my first principal. I was new to Herdman Collegiate in Corner Brook, Newfoundland and he was just arriving as principal. I had little to compare Lloyd to; after all, it was my first year teaching, but looking back I realize he was not only a good manager but also a good leader.… Continue reading My Daughter