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From horses to strobe lights
“How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood” – Samuel Woodworth. How…
Laughter after 70
Every Thursday morning, Anna and I go to a coffee hour. Well, actually, more than Anna…
Examples on four legs
Ever had a horse hug you? Personally, I’ve been stepped on by a horse, kicked at by a horse…
Planting time
Hey, hey folks; it’s planting time again, so get up and get at it. I jumped the gun a little…
Garage sale
Whoops, sorry, I just lied to you. It wasn’t a garage sale – it was a carport sale.…
His transgression; my guilt
The ongoing reports of drunk driving punctuate the fact that our society has not solved the…
Underground economy
Not often do I write an “I told you so” column, but let me suggest that you hang this…
Often we mirror our parents
I grew up in a town served by one protestant church and one catholic church. We all attended the…
Aberfoyle
Aberfoyle is a place that I have done gone went and not even been through for so many years that I…
Doing the wave
The colour-coded calendar on the fridge is full with PA days, pizza lunches, sports schedules, and…
Birthdays
Believe it or not, by the time this column reaches you I will be fast approaching another birthday.…
Too many are ignoring all the warning signs coming from the markets
A medical doctor can list the warning signs of pending serious health problems. Similarly, an…
A little known local survivor of the 1912 Titanic disaster
The name of Thomson Beattie is a familiar one to many of those who have an interest in Wellington…
Wendel Clark & me
Once upon a time, I was a dedicated Toronto Maple Leaf fan. Stop laughing, you (insert team name…