Campus Ministry Father Peters was the campus chaplain. His apartment was directly behind my residence. I had known him for years, as he was a family friend, and it was nice to run into him often during my time there. Monte never locked the door to his apartment. He made it available for any who… Continue reading Campus Ministry
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
During my trip I spent time at two different universities. I sat in on some presentations and was warmly received by my hosts. I also had the opportunity to act as a volunteer patient for a medical program. The session in which I participated was conducted in English. All I had to do was lie… Continue reading Europe # 3 – Volunteer Patient
As a young rugby player I was taught he importance of fitness. Back in those days, you only came off the field if you were injured, so it was necessary to be able to endure the 80 minutes of game play. I was also taught that if you weren’t fit enough to last the entire… Continue reading And Counting
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
Several years ago high school students from various schools were attending a post-secondary fair. A number of colleges and universities were represented, and attendees had the opportunity to talk to recruiters and gather information. At one point a grade 12 boy approached the recruiter from Halifax’s Dalhousie University. Student: “Excuse me, but what is a… Continue reading Say What?
The Real World I don’t remember the context but I do recall my grade 12 Math teacher making reference to us, her students, as one day being part of the real world. Later that day, my buddy Dave and I were looking out at the city from the school’s top floor. Dave said, “Out there… Continue reading The Real World