Remembering Sandy
This is what it looks like when an stranger becomes an acquaintance and then a friend. … More Remembering Sandy
This is what it looks like when an stranger becomes an acquaintance and then a friend. … More Remembering Sandy
I had an epiphany on Monday. I say this with the most secular of meanings, as in I had a ‘sudden realization’. I did not ‘see God’, as other definitions allow. Although I think I came rather close. I was merging into freeway traffic at the moment of my sudden realization, which, quite simply, was … More There’s no lingering on that dotted white line
I grew up in a city that boasted one skyscraper. When I was a child, I thought that description was more than apt. After all, everything is big when you are small. Now, when I return home for summer visits to Corner Brook, Newfoundland, I look at the Sir Richard Squires building with amused affection. … More Moving on up makes me appreciate high-density living