The Voices of History
Memories are always personal. The same event can evoke different memories. The externals which are visible depend on the angle of vision. The internal ‘reasons why’ are hidden except to…
My Arctic Adventures: Yellowknife
When I was twenty-one I left my childhood home to embark on my first big adventure. Fresh from university I set off for the Arctic, specifically for Yellowknife, the capital…
Goodbye: Reflecting on the Death of a Friend
I have been friends with Karin for more than thirty years. She lives in the corner house at the end of my block with a lovely English garden and a…
Grain Elevator Painting: A Poem
Across the Canadian wheat fields, Where golden waves of grain unfurl, Old grain elevators stand like sentinels, Guardians of time’s soft swirl. Their weathered frames and worn-out gears Whisper tales…
Unbearable: My Lifelong Experience with Bears
In a way I feel I have grown up with bears. Ever since early childhood, they have been somewhere in my life. The first time I saw a bear was…
Remembering John Robinson
John Robinson, a wise and gentle man, living in Toronto, and serving at the Native Peoples Mission in that city, died on May 26, 2022. I am still grieving his…
A Caravan of Selves
Student demonstrations in Europe and the U.S., Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy being shot, Trappist monk Thomas Merton being electrocuted in Thailand, my Father dying tragically, and my becoming…